Ron Jeremy Abandoned Mansion Novels & Stories

“What the fuck? Why are you yelling?” “It’s Milo. He has been kidnapped. They’ve been trying to reach us. We need to go,” “What?” All the colour drained from Jeremy’s face. “What are you saying?” “I’ll explain on the way,” Malone said, and began pulling Jeremy towards the parking lot. “We need to go to the estate.” By the time they arrived at Elle’s mansion, the living room had become a command centre. The place was buzzing with people as they talked and screamed over each other, asking for updates.

JEREMY'S POV I stalk into the north wing of the mansion and note how empty it is given the amount of soldiers has doubled in the last hour. and I need a way out of here. I need more gun power. And I need to get out of this fucking onesie. I curse as I rip the stupid thing from my body and leave the empty gun on the floor as I peruse the rooms on each side of the hallway. You made a stupid decision Kila, my head taunts. Coming back to this death trap without asking for a proper identification. What if the maid's dead? Or the guards took her? You didn't even ask for the room number or the girl's description?

While their lives hadn't been in grave danger back then, an undeniable repulsion towards the place still lingered within her. "Couldn't you have picked another hideout for your kidnapped victims?" Jeremy couldn't resist taunting. Kent let out a dismissive snort, brushing off Jeremy's remark, and marched forward with unwavering determination. Jeremy and Celeste trailed behind, reluctant to let their guard down. The warehouse doors swung open, revealing an eerie interior to Celeste's eyes. Kent led them to a room in the warehouse. Celeste stared at the weathered, rusty iron door, pondering just how long this forsaken place had been abandoned. The atmosphere within raised goosebumps on her skin

this brings Terry to listen to him attentively as he moves his head to face Blackwood who carries on with, “the maid named Nora…she is being abducted from the mansion last night.” “What?” the only person to react is Terry Nashville. The expressions on his face seems to change and converts into a concerning one as he resumes to ask, “When did this happen? Do you know who it was?” moving his head towards his father, he carries on with questioning him, “How can someone enter the mansion without any of the guards knowing and took one of the maids?” Miranda senses the tension that is developing on Terry’s face, he seems distressed and David Nashville puckers his eyebrows in confusion, not being a

The night before, Gerard had stayed up late in favor of chatting with Olivia, so he had already ordered his subordinates not to disturb him early in the morning. Furious, he went to get the door, only to see two elderly figures standing at the doorway. They… were my parents. My elderly parents couldn't help shivering from the cold wind while struggling to get their bearings due to the thin air as they stood in the base camp of the snow mountain, which was 17,060 feet above sea level. "Gerard, has Elly descended the mountain yet? How is she doing?" "Elly hasn't contacted us for such a long time. I keep having this odd feeling that something's happened to her, so we decided to visit her."

Carson beamed. Then Jessica emerged with my mother, walking right past me. She gave me a withering glare. "What are you looking at? You don't actually think your dad would buy one for you, do you? Stop dreaming. You've never been one of us. You'll never replace Carson." They climbed into their cars and drove off, leaving me behind at the curb. The wind had turned bitter. I tightened my coat and hailed a cab home. When I arrived, all my belongings had been thrown outside the gate, scattered like trash.

Jeremy pushed the little door opened,bent and slipped inside the dark hole. He took a log of wood and stretched it out to the burning fire there. After taking the fire he needed,he proceeded further into the underground. After walking for what seemed like eternity,he finally got to the tanker. Jeremy smiled and pulled out the little red bottle.... * * 😱😱 Is he gonna succeed?? Unlock the next episode with your likes and comments Love you all💋💋 🎩 IMMORTAL ACADEMY 👑 {Melting His Icy Heart}

The night stretched endlessly over the Moretti mansion, draped in the kind of silence that carried questions no one dared to ask. Jeremi sat at the bar in his house, a half-finished glass of scotch resting beside a pile of untouched documents. Abrams stood by the door, his face half-hidden in the dim golden light from the chandelier. “Sir,” Abrams began, his voice heavy with uncertainty. “Jeremiah’s suite was found empty. I think he left with his men already”

He left me alone, and harshly answered my texts for the past 8 hours, 27 minutes, and 7 seconds. I’m obsessed with him, I know. “Is there something wrong with him? He looks weird,” whispered that fucked up Clinton to Jeremy, clearly amused. “Rejection,” Jeremy said casually, leaning back in his seat. Both of them sat opposite me, as I was currently in the Elite mansion, and I was totally bored to death. “His boyfriend abandoned him on their first date,” replied Jeremy dryly. I snarled, “For the record, he didn’t abandon me. Something important came up, so he had to leave.”

Dust covered the walls around it. Mom Jess slowly placed the heavy bag onto the floor. Then she reached into her pocket and took out a key. My eyes widened. She unlocked the door carefully. Creak..... The sound echoed loudly through the ruined hallway. Then the door slowly opened....and light spilled out from inside. I froze instantly. Light? There should not even be electricity in this section of the mansion. The west wing was abandoned. Then Mom Jess picked up the bag again and disappeared inside the room. The door closed behind her.