Jeremy Gilbert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ash’s anger turned into concern as soon as she noticed that I was upset, “Hey, what’s wrong?” I looked at her while my complexion turned pale, “It was Eric.” “What do you mean?” Ash knew I was going through something. “Elizabeth’s fiance,” Ash was shocked to hear that. She couldn’t believe what I just said, “My God! Honey, I am so sorry, I know you must be going through a lot.” She then hugged me tightly and I cried out loud. I usually don’t cry, I think it was her only in front of whom I cried.

With a smile still beaming on her face, she leans forward and tells Jeremy inaudibly, “I will leave if you tell me why you’re here.” Jeremy gives no response, which is no longer new to Gail. She’s used to his coldness. Even when they were young, he had never treated her with warmth and friendliness. But with Yenny, he is completely different. Gail sighs at the thought of it and just leans her back on the couch, taking this opportunity to please and satisfy her eyes. She gazes at Jeremy. His manliness is undeniably heart-melting. Even when he’s still young, he’s already attractive and appealing. What more now when he has grown up like a real man? Gail can’t help but always fantasize about him

"If you could treat your mate this way, why am I angry that you treated me badly? You know what this marriage is over" He scoffed. "Like I ever wanted it in the first place. You can suit yourself" he said storming out. I screamed, not loud enough to pull down a building but enough to shake the building a bit. Gilbert is not heartless and cold-hearted, he is cruel! **

Felicia went for a walk downstairs after lunch. The trees had lost their golden foliage. There were only a few lone ones left, fluttering in the wind as they clung to the branches. Jeremy was returning alone from the lunch when she ran into him. She said, "Where's Mr. Gilbert?" "He had something to do, so he left early," Jeremy explained. Felicia merely gave a nod. Jeremy took a short stroll alongside her. She couldn't go very far before she needed to rest, so she strolled over to a swing in front of her and settled down, rocking herself gently.

"The Swan family does not want to marry off their daughter to my eldest son, who needs a psychiatrist to live a normal life. Besides, your brother would also strongly object. He is obsessed with his imaginary girl." That is right, Gilbert had an imaginary girl he loved to death. He always called her "My angel." "Even if I were to marry her, I would not love her forever." Furthermore, that is how Jean hated Renata, who ironically is his fiancée. End of the flashback. * While Jean was frustrated by his father's words, Gilbert had not slept. He was busy fantasizing about his dream girl, his "angel." He lay on his bed looking at the pictures of her that he had secretly taken. He had even posed a

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Who all greeted me with so much excitement and others kept seeing me as Landon’s girlfriend, which I had to deny so many times that I’m just a friend. “You look really cute.” One of them, Blake commented. He had red hair, a few piercings on his ears and nose, and he was quite tall and muscular. Red beautiful eyes and if I didn’t know him, I would say he was quite a celebrity. He also had tattoos all over his torso except for the visible areas. “Thanks.” I took a step back, and he kept coming forward. “Blake, she is off limits.” Another one named Jeremy came in with a bright smile.

“That you are so bitter, that you never smile, and that you are gay. Gerald snorted and raised both eyebrows, taking another sip of his drink. "Thank you," he said to the young man, and gave him a tip. The boy nodded and pocketed the bill. Gerald paid the bill and went home, confused, he had never cared before what people thought of him, perhaps because no one had had the courage to face him, as Myriam Bennett did. *** The next day Myriam showed up at Isis' house, she was no longer wearing the cast, but she was in rehabilitation therapy, so most of the time Myriam and Jeremy spent together, she helped him with homework, they played, they became attached to ease.

But five years later, I took Carl and left him. Jeremy stared at the ceiling, memories flashing before his eyes. The moment he walked away with Carl in his arms, my face was ghostly pale as I crumpled on the floor, blood slowly pooling beneath my head. Suddenly, his eyelid twitched as the sharp ring of his phone jolted him back to reality. "Mr. Sterling, check the link I just sent you. An international dance company posted a silhouette of their new instructor. I don't know why, but it looks so much like—"

He tilted his face a bit and Jer nodded. "I am sorry Mag. It’s just she never left like this. I am okay, don’t worry. I am not weak. It’s just that... I am fine Mag. I have you. And you will have to bear me in all moods got it". Jer said in a demanding tone and Magnus chuckled. "Anything for you baby". He softly captured his lips for a warm gentle kiss. "I think I have fallen for my enemy Magnus". Jeremy whispered on his lips. "Fallen deep baby". Magnus held him tight in his arms. Ghosting his lips roughly. And Jer sighed in his mouth. He knew Forth would make this night beautiful, rough and sinful. ********** Tabby