Jeremy Gilbert Novels & Stories

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?" My eyes almost got out in my eye socket. "WEDDING!?"

Polo asked with a frown, Fabian and Guzman just shrugged their shoulder in response. "No, he didn't reject you," I replied to Polo before taking a deep breath, "But don't you find this weird? We're brothers and I'm already having a hard time trying to process on my mind that Fabian is Lincoln's mate and at the same time our brother. Then now I need to process again that Lincoln got three mates." I exclaimed.

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald

Jeremy thought, his interest growing. However, his intrigue took an unexpected turn as he stumbled upon her criminal records. Shockingly, Melissa was an ex-convict who had served time for murder. She had taken the life of her ex-boyfriend and spent three years behind bars. "I never would have guessed," Jeremy whispered to himself in disbelief.

I said as I fought a smile. “You give them everything and this is how they treat you,” Gabe sighed. “I’ll get started on your mythical. I’m Adea. What can I get you?” I asked his friend. “I heard. I’m Leo. I’ll take what Gabriel’s having,” he said. He wore a white baseball cap flipped back, his blonde hair was shaved short, but long in the front. He was handsome, his light brown eyes stared at me with interest and a hint of jealousy. As if there was anything to be jealous about between me and Gabe.

A SHOCKING NEWS. Giordana. Concluding another consultant session with an arrhythmia patient, I leaned back on my chair thanking God that it went well and the patient wasn't problematic. It had been two weeks since my encounter with Mr. Philip Forbes. I reckon he was just kidding that day and that brought me relief because I can't imagine getting married to that arrogant man, just the thought made me shudder. 'He's handsome and sexy though.' I agree he is but as handsome as he is that is how terrible his character is. God shouldn't have made him so perfect.

I want to express the words, but emotion is forcing them down. Grayson pulled away, holding my shoulders back so he could look at me. Reilly never hit me once. No one did. That's not what I was there for, so I could tell that Grayson was relieved to see no marks on me. "What happened? Why? Who do I have to kill?" His questions came at me like wild fire, and I had to take a moment to assess what to tell him. "A man I used to work with. His name is Reilly. He wanted me to be apart of his stupid uprising," I tell him. Grayson's face immediately darkens.

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Jericho whispered under his breath solely for me to hear, "plus, I have a feeling you're going to be a more permanent part of this family so we'll have plenty of opportunities to have that decent conversation you mentioned." "What, this doesn't count?" I quipped, gesturing between us with my index finger. With a sigh, I continued, "I'm not going to overstay my welcome so you're probably wrong on that." He shrugged a shoulder, digging his fists into his pockets with a sullen smile, "You're nothing like I expected you to be and that's a good thing. Personally, I think you're good for Gunnar. He's picky about where he sticks his dick and yet he still picks the wrong places..." Jericho allowed h