Jeremy Renner Novels & Stories

“You’ve always wanted to know who won the Kensington Gardens’ project, no? She's right here. But the means she employed to get the project weren't very honorable.” Jeremy had heard their conversation clearly just now, and a hint of interest flashed in his narrow eyes. “And you’re this beautiful too, huh?” He reached out his hand. There was a lazy smile on his handsome face and a hint of wickedness in his eyes. “Hello, my name’s Jeremy Tate. You should've heard of me before.” Penny had indeed heard of him as designers in this field occasionally exchanged industry information. Although she rarely communicated with others, she still looked at other people’s famous works for inspiration.

I nodded. “Yes, one of my thighs and then just below my rib cage. I’m sure they are healed by now. But Garren insists on having someone check instead of me removing them myself.” I explained. She laughed as she shook her head at him. “Always worrying about others. Let’s get a look at them and then send you on your way. Knowing Ren, he is probably in a hurry to get out and busy himself. Never one to stay still and enjoy the quiet.” She looked at the book on the stand and then back at him.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Nolan: The knock on my office door came just as Alessandro left, thankfully before I said something I’d regret. I didn’t look up. Though the tension within the pack was not one that I did not notice, whoever came had masked their scent. Still, I knew that no one would be foolish to come and make a mistake like this one within my own grounds. “Enter.” The door creaked open slowly, and in walked Elder Mathew, ever regal in his pressed robes, his salt-and-pepper beard trimmed, posture impossibly upright. His presence always carried the weight of tradition. Of expectations. Of judgment.

But I immediately stop as I see Tamarra, Toni’s wife who is cleaning her porch. “Great.” I mutter under my breath. I love Tomarra, she is like my best friend but right now, it’s not the moment. How can I tell her that I’m going to the Citadel because Eren turned twenty-five today? “Ola tati Tamarra.” Eren begins to wave at her. “Ola little Eren.” Tamarra waves back, a wide smile on her face. “Where are you going?” She asks, tying her red hair into a messy bun.

So alphas avoid attracting attention, since their essence attracts all kinds of suitors. At the university where I studied, there was a unique boy. Jared Ackerman was an Alpha about 24 years old, he had black hair and warm black eyes. Sometimes he was half-naked at basketball practice, giving the female audience and some men erections. He was someone I preferred never to talk to, I felt he was a problem for me. Why he was an unattainable person. He could make half the university hate me just for being with him. According to rumors, he didn't have a girlfriend, so he was most likely gay. However, his loyal crushes didn't even care about those comments.

The part of her that had been silenced for too long. “Why now?” Serena whispered, her lips barely moving. “Because you’re no longer running from yourself.” Nene’s voice was calm but edged with strength. “You’re finally letting yourself remember. Accept. Breathe.” Serena closed her eyes again, and instead of darkness, she saw silver. A swirl of mist, shifting into the silhouette of a graceful wolf—tall, majestic, and glowing like moonlight. Nene’s eyes mirrored hers, full of pain, strength, and determination.

Nathan asked, glaring at the Lycan who raised his hands in surrender, keeping his eyes on Nathan who I knew was already raging inside as he thought of the possibilities of his answers “stop with the fucking puzzles, and speak up” “Your beta, Carter…”

“I’m out. Need air.” “Where to, boss?” Tony asked, mid-scroll on his tablet. “Seeing an old friend,” Jeremy said, already halfway to the door. “Call if you get something.” Bruno, his Chief of Security, fell in step behind him, silent and hulking. The SUV roared through the city, cutting past honking cabs and suits on sidewalks. Jeremy stared out, mind churning. He needed a break—and advice. Senator Terrence owed him a chat. Terrence had been his university buddy a decade back—wild nights, big dreams. Now he was a U.S. Senator, polished and powerful, while Jeremy ran the underworld and aimed for Italy’s top seat. They hadn’t seen each other since, but the news kept them linked.

“I did. Nothing backfired. And it went well. I can even consider it a successful meeting.” “You’re insane,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You think you can just walk into her life, into his world, and expect no one to notice? You think Xavier won’t figure it out? Do you really believe that he is going to fall for this?” “I went as Lorenzo D’Amaris. I’m an investor, nothing more. Xavier doesn’t even know I exist.” I said calmly. “He doesn’t know that I am back in the city just yet. And you’ve made it your mission to stay around him long enough, you know him more than anyone around here. You know that if he was aware of who I was, the men that he had stationed outside her office would have com