Jerome Valeska Gotham Novels & Stories

Built like they were carved from the same stone. Each one stood tall. Straight. Silent. Lucas introduced them. “This is Jerome, twenty-six. Former recon, five years under my command. Never failed a mission.” Jerome had sharp eyes and a scar down his jaw like he’d argued with death and won. “Jacob. Twenty-eight. Grew up in the underground rings. Surveillance and infiltration specialist.” Jacob’s gaze was ice. No emotion. Just calculation. “And this one—Rex. Twenty-five. Fast. Precise. Cleaner. Nobody sees him coming.”

Just a file drop with a single encrypted note attached. Crest Vantage has a ghost. Inside man, that moves money so clean it looks like magic. Goes by R. Vale in the books. Real name’s probably Elias Vale. Watch your back...he’s deep in Black family shit. Elias Vale. I stared at the name until it burned into my brain. Not some outsider, someone inside the Black organization. Quiet money guy. The kind who probably knew where all the bodies were buried because he handled the payments for the shovels.

the other woman said, scoffing. “Ignore them,” Ivy said as Valerie slid into her chair. “They’ve been like this since the semester started.” She then went around the room, introducing everyone. The bickering duo were Mark Jensen and Mary Robertson, the younger female student was Katrina Jacobs, and the other two men were Scott Younger, who was the one in his forties, and Tom Bates. “This is our latest Hampton victim, Valerie Tanner.” Everyone said their hellos as the server arrived to take Valerie’s drink order, choosing a glass of Merlot for now.

Gertrude stopped to catch her breath and watched how Velmont and Deltas lured the golems away from her. They continued running while Velmont tried to scan every room using the coin. “Thank god these golems are slow.” He said playfully as he pointed the coin to every corner while the Deltas made sure of his safety. Delta Dimitry chuckles, making light of their situation while Delta Sevy is looking at Velmont with scrutiny. He wants to ask him about Vesper. “Vesper is a vampire, and she works with the detectives. "Now there are vampires around the manor fighting alongside us against the Black Order,” he said to himself.

He felt disgusted, and not betrayed, but disgusted by the fact that he never thought someone was forcing Stacy to divorce him all that while and that person was Debbie and Liam and the baby doesn't even belong to Liam at all. His heart was heavy, reminiscing everything that happened in a flash. His phone rang and it was a call from the state station. He angrily slammed his hands on the car and entered, driving state to the State station as his attention was needed urgently. * On arriving there, Jerome was directed to the Inspector's office and he welcomed him in. Mr Moses, the hacker, and some officers were inside. "Good day, officer." Jerome greeted as he stared at them. "Welcome, Mr. Jerom

Why would he leave me behind with strangers while refusing to let Vera go home with anyone else? "Hey! The future Luna Queen doesn't look very happy," a sweet voice said, and I raised my eyes to see Jessica Jerome standing there. Her open hair was perfectly curled, reaching her shoulders, and her green eyes looked charming with extra eyeliner. The white bedazzled dress she wore made her look stunning. Jessica was the daughter of the Royal Gamma, Liam Jerome, and also Axel's girlfriend. Of all the titles, she used the girlfriend title the most. I knew she and Vera were childhood friends with the brothers, so it surprised me that she didn't leave with Vera.

Mel's voice is tinged with warning, and I still don't get why. "Let me spill it out for you, shall I? Jerome Cavalsgh works as a special operator in a very popular yet undercover Crime organization. Popular for their very successful and discreet operations. Their organization's operation is solely about getting crime off the streets, and we have just landed one of the most wanted mob gangsters in their hands," Mel rounds the table till she's standing in front of me, making sure my eyes are fixed on hers. "This could all come back to us."

She'd been helping take down a criminal organization in Chicago when Renata had come looking to recruit for Shane. "How did you become a were, if you don't mind my asking?" Yosyp asked from the back seat. "I was in Brazil and was spending some hard earned money on . . . extra-curricular activities." "Sex? You can't possibly be telling me that YOU --" Shamira was shocked at the notion. Valeska, like everyone else in the house, was the kind of person you paid to be WITH. "Well, I kind of had . . . have certain things I like which I wouldn't trust to just anyone," Valeska said with an unrepentant smirk. "Besides being submissive, I'm into erotic asphyxiation."

Erica and I swiped our key cards and retrieved visitor passes from the reception desk for my brother and the other wolf. "My name is Alec," he introduced, "I am the one meant to be watching Jason today." Alec was tall with a broad, muscular build. His t-shirt clung to his biceps but was loose around the torso and his jeans were snug around the thighs. You didn't have to look twice to figure out that this guy worked out—going to the gym seemed like it should be his entire personality. He was fairly handsome, too, he was missing a head of hair but that gave him a rugged edge.

Gavrael said and I stared at him in horror. He wouldn’t go that far, would he? Even with all the maltreatment that the Grenshaw and Brookstone packs were enduring, I haven’t heard of any of them being molested sexually. Would he really start that level of cruelty now just to spite me? Tamika was sobbing loudly as she hovered over the ground and above the table. I could smell how potent her fear was and seeing how delighted Gavrael’s beast was made me realise that he was actually capable of doing as he said while he was like this. If his eyes were brown and his human side had been in control, I might have been able to convince him not to hurt her, even the wolf would have been more considerat