Upright Jerker Novels & Stories

He raised an eyebrow, walked over to his desk, and leaned against it, watching me like I was the most amusing thing he’d seen all day. “First of all its Mr Salvatore and are you saying you find the terms unreasonable?” “I’m saying I find them insane!” I said, breathing hard. “You want an assistant or a barista-slash-emotional support dog?!” Julian took another calm sip of his drink. “You forgot ‘efficient.’” I blinked at him. Once. Twice. “Are you being serious right now” He smiled, slow and maddening. “Just making sure you’re as ‘competent’ as your file claims.”

He goes to throw the ball, then BOOM! Jeremy has a hypnic jerk and wakes up scared, grabbing his elbow and knee, sweating profusely, and deep breathing. Jeremy starts waking up while realizing that he just had a nightmare about the hit that ended his career, and that has never happened before to him. He gets in the shower to rinse off the sweat; while he's in the shower, Jeremy tries to figure out why he had the nightmare of the hit. It's been over three years since it happened, and now the nightmare that seemed like it just happened. Jeremy cooks a classic English breakfast without the blood pudding, along with an Irish coffee. He sat down and ate his breakfast, checking emails and reviewin

he asked conversationally, as if they were discussing the weather. Jerica said nothing. She kept her chin up even though she was trembling. Her heart pounded a defiant rhythm in her chest. He twirled the mallet, watched her for a long moment, then brought it down on her hand. CRACK. Two of her fingers shattered. Jerica swallowed her scream, the sound raw and guttural. But still, she didn’t speak and she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.

Jake was the last to leave, promising to stay nearby, embracing me tightly, and pledging to intervene if Jerick lost control again. Jerick ran his hand through his hair and gazed at the sky, his eyes closed. He muttered a few curses before turning to me. "Just the thought of what might happen once you enter that room sickens me and makes me lose control," Jerick confessed, his voice filled with despair. "Let's face it, Jerick. We're not in a position to make demands or oppose them," I replied, attempting to rationalize our situation.

with her shaking legs, keeping her head down, and when she uplifts her head, his jerky angry face makes her forget her name. “G-g-good morning, sir,” she somehow manages to say, but he just keeps looking at her. Her palm is sweating just by seeing his face. “Huh, what a lucky day, Judy!” She keeps cursing herself under her teeth. “I-I-I’m sorry, sir, I thought it was someone—” “Shut up!” He shouts at her, making her flinch. “What did you say? Harvard Jerk!” “I think I have to lie; enough of my good girl attitude; life always sucks if it’s about me.” “I’m sorry, sir, it was just a slip of the tongue; I wanted to say Harvard Jer- sorry, Harvard sir, but it became jerk; it was not intentional.

he warned, his voice laced with lethal determination. "Alright, young man. You want a fight," one of the men said, his fists clenching in preparation for a confrontation as he approached Jeremy but Lucas stepped in poised to confront the assailant. But Jeremy signaled Lucas to stand down. He intended to handle the situation himself. The man lunged forward, aiming to strike Jeremy, but to his astonishment, Jeremy didn't flinch. Instead, Jeremy effortlessly caught the man's fist before it could reach its target. With controlled precision, he redirected the force, dislocating the man's arm with a calculated twist. The assailant collapsed to his knees, writhing in excruciating pain. Jeremy swift

He pulls my hand from my pussy and grabs each of my thighs in a strong palm as he dives in. My back arches off the bed when he licks all the way from my opening to my clit. The intensity of the act beats and ripples inside me, and I attempt to escape, even temporarily. I’m not ready for what he does next. Jeremy physically jerks me upward so that my back is bent and I’m half hanging in the air as he eats me out. The position is awkward at best, and I slam my palms on the headboard and the wall to get some semblance of balance.

Apparently the jerk was handsome enough to make it to the top list of New York's super handsome men and even though I wasn't his biggest fun as of yet, I still had a heart to admit that he was indeed good-looking. His eyes were a striking blue, like an ocean or one of those polished blue rubbies you find decorated on Christmas trees. His perfectly sculpted jawline had a hint of an upcoming beard, well more like a stubble actually which made him look even more handsome. His hair that he'd allowed to grow to shoulder length level, was dark brown and curly and it fell all over the place in a messy kind of way. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt which was a bit tight at the arms, a pair of rip

“They’re eating out of your hand, amico.” Jeremy nodded, adjusting his tie. His limp was barely noticeable now, thanks to months of grueling rehab, but the ache in his bones lingered—a quiet reminder of how close he’d come to losing it all. He climbed the stage steps, each one a small triumph, and raised his fists to the crowd. “Italia!” he bellowed, voice booming through the speakers. “We are the heartbeat of this nation! Together, we will rise—” His words cut off mid-sentence. His knees buckled, and he pitched forward, collapsing onto the wooden platform with a sickening thud. The crowd’s cheers turned to gasps, then screams.

I would never sacrifice my stars for that. " they got failed because they didn't know how to properly use it." Jerk said. " wait, I'm still confused, care to enlighten me, why do you keep on telling me about that? Are you asking me to choose an ADC Champion against our next opponent?" I asked him which he nodded in response. " are you crazy? I haven't even tried it on a practice match!" " just like what you have noted on their ADC, He tends to focus on building crits and you should all be more careful of him, he's manipulative and the best way to counter that was to do exactly what he did," Jerk said.