Jeremy Gilbert Novels & Stories

I think me leaving the office kind of helped my situation a little. Jeremy shakes his head ‘’I see the way he looks at you, Ren. Just be always on guard with him.’’ ‘’What? What do you mean look?’’ I asked curiously. He finished his first bottle of beer and probably the last too. He can’t drink too much because he’ll be driving me back to my place and his. ‘’Just be careful with him, Ren. He is not a good guy.’’ I giggled lightly ‘’do you think he’s interested in me? I’m not his type, Jer.’’

My mouth becomes dry, and I can't form words in front of Officer Reynolds. Jeremy Davis is anything but a murderer. He'd never hurt anyone but himself. I just know this misunderstanding will only jeopardize Jeremy's life even further. Gerald McLaren was a basketball player. But he was also a dumbass. What if he had us all fooled? What if it was all an act, and he was never an idiot in the first place?

My grandma yelled as she got out of the the car slamming the door behind her. “ she said she was sorry for not being able to make it here because she had some kids to deal with. I guess Briella has her hands full.” I chuckled “ Well I’m so glad you can make it!” giving me a big hug “ I see you brought the two trouble makers of your own with you.” grandpa adds standing by the driver seats door “ Yes, sir you remember Creed he’s my beta now and this is Ryan he’s younger brother, hes my gamma” I explain nodding my head in respect. I might be the alpha now but I know better than to cross my grandpa

"I really don't think it's normal or healthy to be this focused on a fantasy guy, not when it's getting in the way of your real love life." "Thanks Dr Hilary." I roll my eyes, hating that he's probably right but I have no idea how to stop the dreams. I'd like them to stop as much as anyone. The memory of the one from last night has left me on edge and shaky, even now. "Besides, I'm not focused on him, I'm sure if the right person came along, I wouldn't be distracted with thoughts of Coal." "Yeah, sure." Damien mutters beside me and the room's awkwardly silent until Emery reaches over to take the notepad from Gale and everyone's eyes land on her.

He looked to be around my brother’s age—tall, with sharp hazel eyes. “You’re human?” he asked, surprised after sniffing the air. “How is she your daughter?” he questioned my father. “Her mother was human,” my father answered calmly, as if he had already accepted our fate. “I see.” The man nodded. “Nice to meet you, Serena. I’m Lieutenant Daniel.” I frowned, confused by his politeness. Why was he treating me differently? “Untie them,” I requested. “I will—if you agree to come with me to my kingdom.”

He staggered backwards and crouched to the floor as his ears rang. Then he turned towards the familiar voice. "You almost killed me, Greg!" "I didn't mean that," Greg said. A man in his mid-fifties. He had greying hair and dark eyes. He was of average height and he donned a white lab coat that was reaching his knees and under it, he wore blue jeans and a plaid short-sleeved blue shirt. Greg, also known as Dr. Greg, the latter was the term he was often referred to as. He was a research doctor and a friend of Governor Silas.

His detective eyes scanned me up and down. "I'm Damian, a friend to your mum," I said with a smile. "I knew you had a boyfriend mum, that was why you came late to pick me up from school today," the young man said directing his attention to his mother. I watched as Erica turned all red from feeling embarrassed in front of her son which made me chuckle a bit. I stayed by the door watching her put him to bed. my head was starting to hurt with the streams of thoughts going through it. Is what I'm thinking even possible? I found myself wondering.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

“The child she…” “The child is hers, and though you have donated the sperm, I wouldn’t consider a fucking thief the legal father.” He said, stopping the man. Elijah let out a low growl, and Dean glared at him before he tensed. I knew that things could end up getting dirtier than we wanted them to be. However, Dean didn’t have the chance to react as Irina cried out. I frowned in confusion before turning to face her. Her eyes were wide and she put a hand on her stomach.

[“But, Sir,” “What is it?” The man on the other end of the line sounded hesitant. [“I can't reach that person to confirm whether Narsha has been placed at that location.”] Gilbert nodded. “You don't need to worry about that. She must be in chaos so she hasn't had time to report back. Just focus on your task.” [“Yes, I understand.”] After the call ended, Gilbert slowly sipped his wine. Then, with a sly smile, he muttered softly, “It's time for you to meet your predecessor, Dexter.”