Jericho Novels & Stories

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ •*+.』 JOSHUA PERCHED ON A ROCKY CLIFF OVER PALISADE HILL.

It took almost 2 months for me to recover from that shock and pain. I check the time, it is almost 9 and if I don't make it to Amber's place on time, she will get worried. It is only 30 minutes drive to Merced. So, I turn on the music and turn around the driveway.

Jericho uses his whole body to narrate the story, his arms outstretched in front of him like a bear ready to attack. “Did you catch it?” Gavin excitedly asked. Jericho Suddenly sat back down, slumping on his seat. “No,” he said dejectedly. Gavin made a confused sound from his throat, and Ainar wants to melt at how adorable he sounded. “Why?” he asked, the tone of his voice higher in confusion. “I fell on a cliff beside it. The deer was standing right in front of it, and when I charged at it, it saw me and ran. So, I fell. Turns out, they were right. Deers are not easy to catch.”

As they drove in, Bella stared around in awe, they had not exaggerated when they had said the Del Gato compound was majestically built, because it was indeed, tall, very tall palm trees filled the area and a waterfall in it's midst. Bella stared around in amazement, her lips ajar. The car halted and she inhaled for a while ready to meet her Mr Man, her mother gave her a small kiss on the cheeks afterwards. "Dante Cassato himself" a thick masculine voice exclaimed. Bella turned to see the almighty Lorenzo walking majestically down the stairs, clapping.

The first thing I notice is all the red. It's everywhere. Red jerseys, red face paint, red stadium. The stadium where the Mutiny play is impressive. Just outside downtown, it's almost shaped like the bottom half of a soccer ball. "I can't believe this is your first soccer game," Geni says as we walk with the crowd toward the front gates. "They are so fun. Like nothing you have ever experienced before." Like the majority of people around us, Geni is showing her team spirit dressed in a tight fitting Mutiny jersey and matching baseball cap, long red hair pulled through the back in a low ponytail.

he stammered, bowing once more as unease washed over him. As Jaguar prepared to exit the room, a surge of frustration and determination pulsed through his veins, evident in his tightly clenched fist. He longed to escape the awkwardness of the situation. But just as his hand reached for the door, Jericho's voice cut through the air, freezing him in place. Jericho stepped closer, his hand gripping Jaguar's shoulder with an intimidating strength. His piercing gaze bore into Jaguar's eyes, sending a shiver down his spine. "I appreciate your loyalty to my brother, the king," Jericho's words sent a shiv

“Hey guys, I need to know when we are going to head over to that warehouse that Amy said was about ten miles from Juxney’s. I’m not sure I remember where that is.” “I know where that is.” Gael said. “We used to use that field over there to play baseball and soccer.” “Well, we need to get over there and get those she-wolves. Every day that passes is another day they could be in misery, and I can’t have that.” Phoenix said with authority in her voice. Sonya asked, “How do we know that it isn’t a trap? I mean Amy may have been lying.” “Oh no, we know it isn’t a trap.” Tina said as she got up to grab some more food. That girl could put it away.

Jordan gleefully expressed. “Not the time” I laughed. And we hailed a cab down 6th Eastern Boulevard down to the Financial District of the city – otherwise known as “Capital City”. Jordan and I work at the same financial firm – he’s interning at the finance, administration and accounting division of the company while I am on the junior marketing team – speacliasing in social media management and business analysis.

First, we needed to get her home and safe. “Since when has that Asshat ever been helpful or given us any information?” I asked exasperated. The Alpha of the Margam territory, Jeremy Lewis was enough of a Bell end that he actually introduced himself the people as Alpha Jezz. Jezz? What the hell kind of grown man wants to be called the nickname he was clearly given by his high school rugby team?

I have often wondered if they think someone would pick a name like Melessa in order to be invisible. Once, having the name stopped being a curse. Once. I was traveling back from Europe headed to California. It was winter. We landed at JFK in New York and the connecting flight, non-stop to Los Angeles, left me waiting at JFK for six hours. The storm that was arriving at JFK at the same time I did threatened to close JFK in a few hours. I changed flights and got a flight to Denver. The ticketing person assured me Denver was now behind the storm and everything would be great. I would connect in Denver for a flight to LAX. She booked my tickets and I was off.