Jerome Valeska Novels & Stories

Maeve jabbed me in the side as we walked out of the change rooms. I had been paired with Jake in today’s exercise, who started the session off with an optimistic smile which was swiftly replaced by a permanent wince as he became well acquainted with the floor. I had felt Julius watching as he circled the group, his presence impossible to miss no matter where he was in the room, yet our eyes never met as I remained focused on the task at hand. “Really? I didn’t notice.” I shrugged, trying my best to downplay how much I most certainly did notice.

I screamed so loud to the point that it hurt my throat. But I couldn’t help it. Alpha Jacob was just so fucking good with his tongue and fingers that he could bring me to heaven with just those. Unlike the first night when he drank all my juices, this time he didn’t. Instead, he used his finger to spread out my cum on my pussy wall, then took some of it and brought them to my lips. “Lick it, lick your own cum. Believe me, it tastes good.” He said, his veined hand was right on my face full of my cum.

Gustavo replied, his voice cool despite the flicker of unease coursing through him. Jerome pulled out his phone and swiped through the screen until he found what he sought. He leaned back, eyes glinting with a mixture of ambition and desperation. “Information, of course. You’ve surrounded yourself with people who know things. Valuable things. And I intend to collect on that.” Gustavo’s heart sank. He wasn’t willing to drag anyone else into their mess, not again. “I’m not a puppet in your game, Jerome. You know how dangerous it can get for me,” he said firmly, determined to end this conversation.

“Another Vale. Someone we don’t know about.” Two Hours Later, Underground Archive, Safe House Selene worked fast, decrypting one file after another. The room glowed with green code and red alarms. “This is it,” she whispered. “Evelyn kept logs, scans, documents, AI-linked health reports.” Julian leaned in. “What are we looking at?” Selene tapped twice, and a medical record appeared. Subject: Valeria Vale Status: Female. Age: 21. Location: Classified. Project: CHIMERA.

“She’s not yours to command, Alpha.” Silence fell, then a crackle of laughter from one of them. “You thought we wouldn't know?” Daemon didn’t flinch. He looked at me, then at Jerome, then slowly peeled off his shawl. “Jerome, why?” His voice took a deadly bass, hitting us like a calm storm. Jerome was trembling. His fear and regret was almost visible. He tried to defend his actions, but of course, his betrayal spoke louder than those words.

"Born on March 15th at 2:17 in the morning. He weighs eighteen pounds, he's learning to sit up on his own, and he has your eyes." The silence stretched between them, heavy with shock. Valerie could feel Rick staring at Jeremiah, could practically hear the wheels turning in his mind as he processed this revelation. Finally, she closed the car door and turned to face him directly for the first time since revealing Jeremiah's existence. Rick's face had gone completely white. His eyes were wide with shock and panic. He looked like a man who had just had his entire world shifted off its axis. "If you want to be part of his life," Valerie said in a calm and final voice, "you know where to find me.

His head was bowed, and every so often he tugged the brim of his hat lower to shield his face. But despite his efforts to remain unnoticed, Sandra recognized him immediately…Jerome. The moment her eyes landed on him, she quickly excused herself, pretending she had something to do in the kitchen. Jerome was Jessica’s boyfriend already, the man her friend loved dearly… and that meant she had to keep her distance from now on. Vicky hadn’t recognized the basketball player at first. She was caught off guard when he removed his sunglasses at the counter. He leaned in, whispered something to her, and left her momentarily stunned before she nodded.

Unlike how he was in the past where he had to prove himself, he now carried a subtle authority that made even the experienced Victor think he was in a competition with an equal. Victor cleared his throat. "Let's discuss Titan." "Sounds good." The older man opened a file then stopped when he was interrupted by a knock. Victor’s expression shifted as he looked toward the door. "Come in." The door opened. Two people entered the room other than the secretary who opened the door. The first was familiar to Adam and he recognized him immediately. Jerome. The Lacoste representative. The same man from Havenridge who had also tried to poach Melissa.

She wanted her wolf's sweet voice to take her someplace else, as she would have done in the past. Theia crawls on her knees to Valerie, fighting the urge to hold her, "Valerie, don't leave me, please!" Theia wails, she couldn't hold back the desire to comfort her, but Jaxson holds her back. If he - a Qusayr - felt the burn of a single touch, he doesn't want to imagine what Theia may feel. Valerie doesn't respond, her mind once again falling unconscious. Jaxson stares at Valerie as he speaks to Grayson, "hold her," Jaxson murmurs, gently pushing Theia towards Grayson, and he takes her, confused.