Jeremy Madeline Meredith Novel Novels & Stories

He pulled Jeremy over his shoulder and took him to the office table in his room. At least it was clean. Without wasting any moment Magnus laid Jeremy down on the table and tear open his shirt exposing his milky white skin to his eyes. Jer licked his lips out of habit and Magnus couldn’t hide the dark in his eyes. Pulling down the pants Magnus left both of them in their boxers. He lifts Jer’s leg to his shoulder. Sniffing and licking its way up. Jeremy was just looking at him with hooded eyes. Though it was difficult for him to keep them open, but he didn’t want to miss the lustful expressions scattered on the face of the man he loved most.

I look at her with a confused expression, "Did you not see a woman attached to his arm at the mall? He even brought her back here! What kind of decent person brings their mistriss home when their wife is still there? Disgusting." Hestia pauses for a moment and then sighs, "I should go and bring back more cookies." I nod and watch as she leaves, hearing the click of the door behind her. I swear I could hear Anthony's laugh downstairs and it drives my heart rate back up. I stand and turn on the tv, turning it up loud enough to drown out any other kind of noise. I take a deep breath and lay down on my bed, looking at the tv but not paying attention to what is on the screen.

Even now she had that cheer in her all because Ann took care of her. When Merilee arrived at the home, she stayed alone, kept everyone at arm’s length. She was withdrawn and didn’t talk much. She was disturbed, always woke up crying after a nightmare. Ann became interested in her when she found out about her frequent visits to a therapist; another weirdo to add to the group. She tried on numerous occasions to get close to Merilee but always got pushed away. Then one night, when Merilee woke up screaming and crying, Ann was beside her, holding her tight in her arms, stroking and soothing her. Of course Maria wasn’t too far; she sang Merilee a lullaby her parents used to sing to her. The song

And of course, since Mari didn't want me in the house, I thought it would be the best for everyone. Harriet was as stunning as she was dangerous. Sure, she left the Mafia a few years ago, but family was a tie she needed to return to. And hearing about my engagement was her one way ticket home. Gladly, she wasn't as cranky as she was before, but unfortunately, being alone in that stupid French Quarter for years made her attention-seeking attitude reach its maximum level. But I would endure it for as long as I get to spend time with her. "I like her," she said, swallowing the lettuce from her salad as we waited for our flight back to New York. "She says the word 'fuck' a lot, but I guess that

When I spoke, my voice was ice-cold. “She’s an adult now. It’s her life. She can make her own decisions.” I turned toward her. That was when I noticed the bright red hickey on Meera’s neck. She did not notice me staring at it and merely let out a scornful laugh. “Fine! You’d better remember what you just said. Don’t start another war in this house later!” She took off her jewelry and headed toward the guest room. I sneered and opened Sam Bamber’s profile from the burner account that I used to follow him.

His leg swayed with the wind as he continued to observe the other alpha from afar. His mind was still boggled by the beautiful assassin he had met during the dinner. He had never expected that the infamous and notorious Red Riding Hood would look that lovely in her seducing, crimson dress. The moment he saw her, he knew that the woman was special. And indeed she was. She was nothing like the rest of the women he had met. Ruby Vermilion was tough to get and clever. Her dainty chuckles and narrow looks made the alpha discreetly gain interest in her.

"Jeremy and I are going to go grab my stuff from upstairs and pack it straight into his trunk so we can get a head start on the new apartment. We’ll be right back down." Jeremy nodded, flashing a completely clueless, goofy smile as he followed her closely up the steps. I watched them go, still noticing how Mika didn't have a single clue that the air in her house had turned completely electric. The second their footsteps faded down the upper hallway and they were completely out of sight, I finally let out a long breath I hadn't even realized I was holding until now. I slowly turned my head around and looked directly at Damon.

She has started climbing the stairs and her slumped shoulders told me she was broken inside. I watched helplessly as she climbed the stairs while Nicholas came beside me and squeezed my shoulders comfortingly. ~Anna/Clara It is too much to handle, I did not remember a single thing except for the trigger when he talked about the wolves. Then again it all made sense, someone wanted her dead and gone. I remembered the howl of that wolf in the middle of the night and I needed time to process all the information. I cannot blame Aiden for doubting me; someone must have set me up. Though I have lost my memory, I did not lose my morals. I would never ever do such a thing and betray Aiden.

I just ran. Straight to the packhouse. I threw the doors open, nearly crashing into Jeremy. He didn’t flinch. It was like he’d been expecting me. He simply stood there, arms crossed, calm but focused. Waiting. “I relinquish my title,” I said, my breath ragged. “I can’t be your Beta. Not while my sister’s in the line of fire.” Jeremy’s expression shifted. Surprise, yes—but not shock. “Ares—our wolves, our work—”

“You’re being a dick.” Aaron stumbled forward, sheer exhaustion and overdrinking catching up with him. She held out her arms and caught him. “Adele,” he said in a tortured voice. “I shouldn’t have left you behind, never should have left your side,” he croaked, before passing out. Emily stumbled her way to the nearest bedroom with his arm around her shoulder and dumped him on the bed, throwing him a worried glance before closing the door. When she got back into the kitchen, she picked the coat back up, dug around in the inner pocket for an envelope, took a few steps and yanked open a drawer. As she rummaged around in it until she found a lighter, she thought about what she was doing, what she