Tremble Jupiter Novels & Stories

Breeger thanked Miros and walked him to the door. It was then that the first tremor struck. It started as a tremble in the ground. Breeger stopped as did Miros. They both felt unstable on their feet and were not sure what was happening. Then they heard the rumble as the tremor increased in strength. The cups began to shake and tinkle as they shook on their saucers. The tea in the cups rippled from the vibrations and a film of dust powder began to descend from the ceiling.

I would never in my life want someone to be hurt because of me, much less lose their life because of me. My hands begin to tremble and I see Trev walk up to us with nothing but shorts on. His side is gaped wide opened and he is barely breathing. "Help," He whispers before collapsing onto the ground. I jump to my feet and rush to his side. I place my hands on his opened rib cage, trying to keep his lung pressed inside. He is pale and I can see how scared he is. Tears well in my eyes not knowing what to do. "Jaxon!" I shout frantically as his eyes snap away from Grey and to me as I sit here holding his second in command together with my hands.

Zack said to Mario who was holding jasper in his arms. Time slowly turned into weeks, Jasper was enjoying himself, spending time with his father but each time Zack asked him about Nora, the little boy's expression would change. Jasper didn't know if he should tell his father everything. Remembering Nora's words, Jasper would tremble in fear. "you little brat if you dare tell your father that I beat you, I swear I will kill you, with a knife, I will cut of your little head then you will never see your Daddy or grandparents again so you better keep your mouth shut" Nora threatened the little boy.

He was resplendent in his ceremonial attire, his eyes fixed on the horizon where the golden disc of the sun was being slowly, inexorably devoured by the encroaching moon. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd as the world plunged into an eerie, midday darkness. It was a premature night; stars blinked into existence, shivering in the sudden, biting cold. To the superstitious, it was a terrifying omen of divine displeasure, a harbinger of doom. But for Elena, it was simply the elegant mechanics of the universe—a celestial reminder that even in the deepest, most suffocating shadow, the light remained, waiting patiently to return.

He looked perplexed and that got Rielle and Hermes wondering what was going on. "Is there something wrong?" Hermes asked. "Trouble is about to start. Jupiter and Venus are both here." He announced, taking Hermes aback while Rielle stared in wonder. Jupiter? He is the main protagonist of her story. The man who she made perfect. Her lips lifted into a smile as she thought of how perfect her plan was. Jupiter would be the perfect person to help in her plan. Hermes rubbed the back of his neck and clicked his tongue. His two siblings in Mercury territory is really disastrous. "This is trouble. Where is Mercury now?" he asked.

My body trembles with the effort to hold back. I hover there. Shaking. Leaking onto his chin. Craving that explosive release more than anything.

In moments of sharp stress, or in the cold grip of the nightmare, a fine, uncontrollable tremor started in his fingers. It was trembling now. He gazed at it, hypnotized by the betrayal of his own body. This was the truth the slick corporate executives like Anton Rogers never saw. This was the cost of failure. It was not a mark in a file or a promotion denied. It was a tremor in the dark. It was the resonance of a little girl's scream that would never fully fade. He tightened his fist, tendons standing out, trying to throttle the weakness, to steady himself by will alone. The trembling persisted, a fine, frantic shaking.

Speak of the Devil. I slowly shifted back as Jasper approached. I didn't bother to hide my body, there was no use, I had learned that well at this point if the bruise on my wrist had any indication. "Alpha Jasper- Uh- My mate. What may I do for you?" I watched his eyes narrow at the correction, but he said nothing of it, "Your Luna ceremony is tomorrow as you know. I want you to smell freshly like me. Understood?" I nodded solemnly. He wanted me to have sex with him right before the ceremony so he could ward off any others.

(Emilie's POV) Storm's words were still hanging in the air when it happened. "They're coming," she'd whispered, and I'd felt the weight of it settle over me like a funeral shroud. But I didn't understand. Not really, not until the ground itself started to shake. The tremor began small, barely noticeable. But then it grew. Harder, deeper. Like something massive was waking up far beneath the earth and pushing upward. The moonflowers in the garden began to wither, their light dimming. The fountains stuttered and went still.

But as soon as I removed one device from his chest, Jupiter's body reacted with a violent spasm. Oh no, did I do something wrong? No, no. I don't wanna lose Jupiter!