Jeremy Madeline Meredith Novel Novels & Stories

I asked softly. I creased my forehead when her eyes dropped into the folder I was holding. "Uh, I'm Meredith Grant, I'm Sir Gabriel Magnus' new secretary." I introduced. "New secretary?" she spoke in her tiny voice. I smiled, I thinks she's in her twenties because of her angelic face and her tiny voice. "You can walk straight to the hallway then go right, that's Mr. Dimefelix's office," she said. My eyes followed the direction she pointed before returning my attention to her, "Thank you—"

Hugging it close to my chest, I tiptoed downstairs and made my way to the atrium. With the coolness of the night freely circulating the roofless lead glass enclosed room, it was a much more enjoyable experience. I immediately wished for a way to be able to sleep there, but I knew that was something that simply would not be allowed. Settling onto a nearby bench, I lit a small candle and positioned it on a miniature tea table next to the bench. I was pleased that, with the candle’s flame mixing with the brilliant moonlight, it was fairly easy to read my aunt’s journal without significant strain to my eyes. Skipping over a few pages that appeared to be a young woman’s lamenting over being mi

She remained so perfectly still on her side that I questioned if my plea had come too late. I rushed to her side, but was briskly pulled away by the two men who’d dragged Nora before us. At the same time, she came to life. With her mouth poised to bite, and her fangs fully extended and ready to sink into my tender flesh, she lunged toward me. Had they hesitated in yanking me out of reach of her grasp just a few seconds more, I would have been her next meal. Furious that she’d ignored his command not to touch me, Marduke, once again, pummeled her with energy.

I can't stop thinking about everything, from the cave to Gabriel being my mate and then to saving the people. It is starting to become so depressing especially since I don't even have a clue where to find the moonstone. I have finished my mom's book and I haven't found anything useful again apart from the handwritten poem at the back. With everything worth sacrificing, I chose my own flesh. Out of the weak comes the strong And out of the strong comes the mighty. The purest of all. White as snow, pure as the blood in her veins. The war is coming. At the strike of the snow on the ground.

She’s only wearing a bathrobe and looking us up and down. Hakeem, who had been leaning against me, trying to go back to sleep, turns to face our mate. I feel his eyes widen and I understand why. Meredith slowly unties her robe and lets it fall from her shoulders. Underneath, she’s completely naked. The robe slowly falls to the floor, gliding over her curves, her full breasts, her hips, her legs. My eyes follow the path of the robe until it hits the floor before I look back at her face. Her irises have bled, making her eyes completely hazel.

Looking around, she said, “The place is packed tonight. I guess I am not the only one who had a long week.” Nora removed her handbag from the chair next to her to indicate that Melanie was welcome at our table. “Melanie, do you remember Esmerelda? She’s one of our top investigators.” I nodded my greeting to my former secretary as I shifted beneath the steely study of her piercing green eyes. Her inspection reminded me of my grade school principal who was forever complaining to my parents about my wild and untamed coif being a distraction to the other students. Of course, my parents simply smiled and said that they’d contain it in a braid or bun while calling the principal inappropriat

Zavian I was very interested in the reason why they needed me to lug this heavy fucking book. I hadn’t touched this book in years. I haven’t needed to. I personally didn’t know any of the Meridian. So, needless to say, when Emerald asked me if I have a book with all their symbols within it piqued my interest. I could see why Emerald would be interested in it, but when she said that Devon and Nate asked her to ask me about the book, I found that weird. The fact that no one outside the magic community had even heard, so when she said that, I was intrigued.

She had never felt a shred of remorse, and even Brittany’s death caused her to swell with pride at how decisively she handled it. Only an intelligent and capable woman like her deserved the life of the upper society. Madeline and Brittany were unworthy of being her opponents. As such, how could she possibly lose to Vera Quinn—a woman who had appeared out of nowhere?! While indulging in her own thoughts, Meredith heard the sound of Jeremy’s footsteps. She immediately lay in bed like a frail patient, putting on a pair of pitiful eyes. “Jeremy, you’ve come to see me.” Jeremy saw Meredith’s right leg wrapped up in bandages and asked, “Are you alright?”

UNMISTAKABLE Serena’s transport was idling in front of Madeline’s den. For a few agonizing heartbeats, Maddie sat in the shadows, trapped between a surge of hope and a wave of dread, waiting for Serena to emerge and purr about her victory. When the heavy door of the white vehicle swung open and Harrison stepped out instead, Maddie was struck by the realization that his arrival brought her almost no peace.

I bet that Irene definitely didn't know that I had such a lewd, perverted hobby of sniffing and jerking off to their underwear despite looking and behaving like an absolute gentleman. … The weather was getting very hot, and Meredith started wearing very light clothing at home. She would appear in silk pajamas so thin and sheer that anyone could immediately see right through the fabric and know what color underwear she was wearing. I had been single for far too long, and seeing such an alluring sight at home ignited a burning desire within me. I really wanted to know what it would be like to have a taste of someone as young and delicious as her. The opportunity arrived very soon after that.