Jeremy Whitman Novels & Stories

Whitman and Meredith’s eardrums like icicles. On the basis of being Jeremy’s mother, Mrs. Whitman spoke up in displeasure after a few moments. “What are you saying, Jeremy? What are you trying to imply? I am your mother—” “You will have the people you called bring everything you threw back if you still want to continue being the mother of Jeremy Whitman. Or you can give up the possibility of me calling you my mom ever again.” “...” Mrs. Whitman was stunned and her eyes were filled with disbelief. It was only then that she realized Jeremy's gaze was piercing and frost was oozing out in rays. His eyes were dark and all-consuming as if he was one moment away from

“I guess we just found the second person.” Grayson looked at me. “Do they give a name?” I scrolled to the bottom. Then I froze. Grayson noticed immediately. “What is it?” I read the name out loud. And even after everything we had been through, this one still shocked me. “Daniel Whitman.” Grayson blinked. “Whitman?” I nodded slowly. “Yes.” Julian Whitman’s older brother. The one no one had seen in nearly thirty years. Grayson leaned back in his chair.

There was a guard before her father's study, and the guard began to say something to her, but she ignored him and walked inside to her father sitting on his desk, scratching with his pen, leaving inked words on a document. "You mustn't go," Anna said and felt the hand of the guard behind her. Her father looked up at her, and curtly nodded, the guard released his hold of her and withdrew out of the room. Lord White, they called him. He was the only man Anna knew who did things rationally, acting on patience, and true justice. His leadership on Crest Hill after all had kept the people from the notorious Baron's men. But now, the Baron's men seemed more persistent, and were beginning to ask so

Emily Warner The loud knocking and my cat meowing in my face woke me up. What the damn hell? “Emily Anne Warner, if you don’t open this damned door in a minute, I swear to god I will knock it down with a bulldozer. I am not kidding you. You haven’t replied to any texts or calls in a week. At least before that you answered my texts. I am not going to leave you alone now.” I sat up straight in my bed as I could hear Danika yelling.