My Boyfriend My Jeremiah Artinya Novels & Stories

I looked around frightened as tears continuously flew down my eyes. "Please.. let me go" I begged "How can we without having some fun?" The other guy said "You don't even know me," I said sternly "You don't know me but I know every inch of you," he said licking his lips "Who are you and why are you are you doing this?" I questioned scared Jeremy was just standing on the other side looking at them with a cold expression. "I am James. I am doing this cause that stupid boyfriend of yours ripped apart my girl" He said

“You don’t have to be so happy.” —I like the idea that you remember what we did with every move you make—. —I'll do it.— I sigh. —Damn. You don't have to sound so sad about it. —I'm not sad. More like… confused. -Because?- I threw my head back to give him an exasperated look. “Do you know me, Jeremiah?” He chuckles. “Oh, you mean all your love is a disgusting facade?” "Facade?" I exclaimed. "Facade," he repeats. "Or whatever you want to call it, that prevents you from believing there's a heart beating in there."

Jericho explains to her as he put his hands on her shoulder. "Ah, Mimo. I forgot to say to you that he is my boyfriend." My eyes widen as I look at Jazmine and then look back to Jericho. "Really?" Jazmine just nods while looking at him with a smile on her face. Then suddenly, it comes to my mind what I witnessed yesterday. I chuckle as I cover my mouth. "Do you know that your boyfriend is good at dancing?" I tease Jericho a bit, and he looks surprised after saying that. His eyes widen, and he looks around awkwardly.

Corinne graciously held Jeremy's hand in hers. "Mister Cedric, this is my boyfriend. I'm pretty sure you know him already so I won't go into a long introduction." Cedric looked at the two of them in disbelief. "What? This old chap is your boyfriend? Didn't you call him Mister just now? I thought he's just a relative of yours." Jeremy was initially happy with Corinne's performance but his face turned cold again when Cedric referred to him as an "old chap".

“It’s barely 10 a.m.” “Exactly why I need it,” Liam muttered, popping the cap. “Just what I needed first thing in the morning. What the hell does that prick want this time?” Prick? I blinked. “Wait—who’s Mr. Xavier?” Julian didn’t answer. But Liam did. “Julian’s asshole cousin.” Julian let out a short laugh, quiet and unguarded, and I froze. He laughed. It was short-lived, but real and it hit me right in the chest. He had a nice laugh. Rich. Deep. It made my heart ache for reasons I didn’t want to unpack.

It was very clear Jeremy didn’t like him, Faith wondered if Jeremy was simply jealous or if there is something else that makes him dislike Mateo. Faith gulped. She didn’t know how to respond to that. She smashed her lips and was trying to come up with something to say when Kami came to her rescue, “Oh, Brother Jeremy! You are here!!” Kami excitedly spoke and rushed to hug Jeremy, who with a big grin on his face returned the hug.

We all wait with anticipation if Jericho would introduce Calvin to Elder Katarin or not. “Oh, stop it, Jericho,” Elder Katarin said. “Everything that I have said is true,” Jericho said smiling making Elder Katarin chuckle. “By the way,” Jericho said as we hang on to every word he was saying, “this is Calvin, you can call him Cal, my boyfriend. He belongs to the same pack that Lana used to belong to.” Marko and I almost screamed but stopped ourselves.

Jackson continued, making the pit in my stomach grow even more. "Enough about me, what about Knox. He seems like a nice guy...quiet but nice." I pushed the dread in my stomach aside. "He is nice." "Very brooding." Jackson wiggled his eyebrows at me. "And very attractive." "Don't hit on my boyfriend." I smacked his arm. "We can always share." "Gross. Never say that again." I made a face. Jackson just laughed. "But seriously." Jackson sobered up. "I'm glad you are happy Aubrey. You deserve to be." At his words I felt tears prick the corner of my eyes. My guilt growing with each passing second.

Ezekiel, maintaining his composure, reached out and shook it firmly. "So, you’re Kathrine’s boyfriend?" Dad said with a hint of curiosity, though his tone carried an undertone of something sharper. I arched my brows, surprised and uneasy at Dad’s choice of words. He shouldn’t have phrased it like that. Ezekiel, unbothered, replied calmly, "I’m Ezekiel. That’s my identity—not just being Kathrine’s boyfriend." The two men exchanged calm looks, but the tension between them was unmistakable, like the air had grown thicker with unspoken challenges.

I let out a harsh sigh and looked at him in disbelief. “Damn, you introduced yourself as my boyfriend for fuck’s sake! Why can’t you see anything wrong in that?” I said in a low, yet high-pitched voice. Jeremy’s eyebrows furrowed. “What’s wrong? I’m your boy friend. Boy slash friend,” he replied which made me blink. What?