Jericho Wednesday Novels & Stories

The action took more effort than it usually would and more time but I was happy I could just do it myself without assistance. "Where are we going?" Jericho shrugged and leaned his weight against the doorframe. I ignored the way his muscles stretched the material of his tee when he crossed his arms over his broad chest. He had changed so much from that lanky kid I had grown up with, "Just to the park. I figured you and Slash could use a day out of this stuffy apartment just to relax and be in the sun. It will be good for you." "Yeah, I guess it would. I could carry my book and you could pack a picnic basket. I am kind of feeling for strawberries," the more I thought about it the more I was lo

Not consciously, and it mostly happened in those moments just before he fell asleep. I don’t want to think about that now though. I’ve wasted too many nights worrying about it already. “You did extremely well today,” Jericho says. “I’m very proud of you.” “Uhm. Thank you, I guess?” Jericho lets out a breathy little laugh. “No more talk about Harriet or Landon or any of the other shit until tomorrow, okay? I just want to have a decent meal and a proper night’s rest. Is that okay?”

Trixie's point of view It was just Wednesday and I was already exhausted. I Just finished fourth block and was heading to the parking lot with Jerica in tow behind me. She was telling me about something sweet Jake had done but how she wasn't impressed because it was nice for now but she was sure her mate would do things even sweeter. She kept trying to detach herself from him. Jerica's birthday was in about two months. It was obviously she had feel for Jake pretty hard and if Jake found a mate she would be devastated even though she would sooner die than admit that.

I immediately chastised myself for using such a puzzling adult phrase on a child. “I meant to convey that we might find your mama accidentally while we are delighting in the festival,” I quickly simplified the thought. This time, the Alpha released a deep, resonant chuckle. “What the lady is suggesting, Jericho, is that she wishes to play with you before we must resume the duty of finding your mother.” “Really?” Jericho asked, his eyes lighting up with a smile. He nodded eagerly and pointed toward a group of performers gathered near a brightly lit stage. “I want to watch them perform!”

Joseph took a deep breath and followed Felicity. He saw her turn down a side street, and he hurried to catch up. He turned the corner, and he saw her standing in front of a large, ornate building. He slowed his pace, not wanting to startle her again. He watched as she unlocked the front door and went inside. He hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do next. Pride never let their love for each other burn. They were enemies from the first day and all he wanted was revenge for his pride.

“Unfortunately not. During your unconscious trip, a lot had been happening. Your mines in Eclipse need reconstruction, our business with Trivia need signature validation and yes - we still have that huge sum to pay to a Mad grand Alpha or else it's certain doom for all of us,” He spoke swiftly without breaking eye contact. “Got it,” I quickly dropped a kiss on Triscade's lips before standing up. “I will see you later tonight. Don't die on me,” “I won't,” he responded but he got a scornful stare from Jericho who held on to his dagger in a threatening pose. “Let's go!” I pushed him alongside. ********* “This is weird,” Jericho commented as we drove to the company. “What's weird?” “Always hangi

Days went by and the speculations on me and Jericho getting back together are just getting fired up each second. Well, how couldn’t it be when Jericho is always waiting for me outside our classroom every day? I, myself, am not believing any of this. “What are you doing here again?” I asked Jericho as he grinned at me at lunch. He blinked at me. “What? I just want to eat with you.” He replied acting all so innocent and it’s making me irritated at most.

I wave at them as I continue to do the accounting. “All good in the kitchen,” Jericho said as he walk out of the kitchen. He walked straight to the fridge and got two bottles of beer. He sat on the stool in front of me as he offered me the other bottle. “So what’s your plan for the tournament?” Jericho asks me as I finished my accounting and set the book aside. “I haven’t thought about it yet,” I admitted as I drank the bottle of beer that he gave me. I don’t know if it was because of my unsettled mind or if it was because I am just thirsty that I almost finish the whole bottle in one go.

Adrian went to the workers’ building to check on Jericho. Henry wasn’t there. When Adrian entered, Jericho got up from the bed. He was shirtless. “I’m sorry, Young Master,” Jericho said. “I can’t work for at least three days. My father said he arranged a temporary driver for you.” Adrian walked to the other side of the bed and looked at the bloody marks left on Jericho’s back. “This is the second time she did it,” Adrian said.

Jericho still eyed her angrily, but his voice was calm, "As for me, I don't seize randomly in the middle of the day, as you delicately put it." "That incident with the meteor that nearly crushed you yesterday begs to differ," Rose commented. Jericho blinked and opened his mouth to retort, but the church bell rang loudly outside, making the both of them wince. "As much as I would like to continue this invigorating argument with you, Ms. Cristian. I believe we have an engagement party to attend. Aren't you supposed to be getting dressed up by now?" Jericho said. He looked her up and down, taking in her physique slowly as his expression morphed from fury to amusement. Rose noticed his eyes ling