Jericho Wednesday Novels & Stories

Jeremy hesitated, each keystroke heavy with the weight of their complicated history. *' Hi Alexandra, I'm not sure you want to hear from me. I understand if you don't want to continue our sessions as well. But please, show up at the Coliseum, 7 PM Wednesday to Friday. I had set this up prior to the season starting and us being romantically involved. You will truly benefit from this. This is about your career, not us. You won't see me there. I hope you chase your dreams. –Jeremy '* The message sent, Jeremy rose from the tangled bedsheets, the physical act of standing up feeling like a metaphor for his attempt to rise above the personal and professional mire he found himself in.

Jericho muttered with a chuckle and offered me a glass of water which I gulped down. “Your Mother is making her nervous, Son. Honey, we should focus on the food.” His wife pouted. “But I miss talking to Sunshine.” “You two will catch up after, okay?” —------- “Sorry about, Mom. She got excited seeing you,” Jericho said with apologies. He took off his jacket and left his T-shirt on top. “It’s not to pressure you, but you’re the only woman she wanted. I don’t know what kind of potion you give to her.”

“It was moved up.” “When?” Jace’s eyes flicked to me, then back to Asher. “Wednesday.” The word landed heavy. “That’s soon,” I said. “Yeah,” Asher said,“slowly”. “And,” added Jace, “it isn’t just any team.” Asher straightened. “Who?” he said. “Silver Ridge.” They have Five” Silence filled the room. Asher’s hand brushed mine, grounding. “Okay,”

My hatred for Kerry Showers didn't start in the hallways of Jeremy Enterprises. It started seven years ago on a freezing Tuesday morning at the university student market. I was standing behind my rusted fish stall desperately trying to earn enough cash to keep the heat on in our tiny apartment. My fingers were completely numb from handling ice and raw mackerel. Jericho was just a young teenager back then. He relied entirely on me for his next meal. I was utterly exhausted and I smelled strongly of the sea.

Jericho said as soon as I landed, I smile and turn to him he was leaning on a container. " long time bro " I said and we both shook hands " yeah pretty long I guess " he mumbled lowly and I nodded while squeezing his shoulders lightly "so where did you wonder off to this time " I ask and his expression crumbled and I sigh knowing full well it was always the same news . Jericho has been searching aimlessly for Cammy and hell it hasn't been fruitful at all . I won't blame him some times love makes us do things " I .. I still.." he stammered

“And I’m dressed now, just so you know. Not that you can see anything in here.” “Do you know who’s out there?” Jericho paused as if he was listening. Maybe he was scenting the air as well. I don’t know. After an agonizing 30 seconds he says “Both sides. They will have to deal with each other before anyone attempts to get to us in here.”

He asked with a light smile. "I know you might still be mad at me for what has happened in the past....how I treated you." Jericho said, looking at him. "You were only trying to revenge your father's death and I suffered for my sins. My daughter is happy with you. I would never come in the way of her happiness." Jericho smiled. "For real?" Williams laughed. "For real." "I want to get married to her as soon as possible so I've started making the wedding preparations already. Delay they say is dangerous." Jericho said and Williams nodded.

Indeed, she makes him to shot to her shoulder. On the other hand, Jericho is going to the old house; to see his son who is inside the cage. Unfortunately, his son has gone already inside the cage. To this, he is getting up an arm to his wife. Moving forward, he has sighted in the mirror, yet he couldn’t see the person who has saved to his son. In a flash, he has sent his message via twitter. It says, Hello my son, Where are you now? You know, I do really miss on you.

Jericho stuttered, quickly returning his attention back to something else. “So what are we doing now? I have places to been than stuck on a seat waiting for a man to finish blowing off his steam.” Tyler was unimpressed, it all appears unserious to him and if it wasn’t for his wife he would care less than he did or not even care at all. “I’m working on a plan to save my sister.” Jericho replied, going mute as he adjusted his sitting position. He sat with one of his leg curled and into the standing other. “How about-“

Renee' looked at him uncertainly, then asked softly, "You don't even know me, so why ...?" Jericho looked over our heads, toward 'Three Sisters Catering'. "I know your sister, and let's just say, when things ended, they didn't end well. But, that had nothig to do with you, and I'm sorry for acting like an ass all this time. I'm happy to have you and John and would love to take care of your dinner tonight."