Young Jeremy Sumpter Novels & Stories

That Jeremy is an adopted child from Hope Orphanage. Only Ms. Fei, Chris, Ken and Yenny, know that Jeremy is not Tony and Leona's real son. But even though Jeremy told them that he is adopted, there is one thing he has kept for so many years now. A secret he can't reveal to his close friends. That he actually had a name when he was brought to Hope. Heron Arth, his real name. Strangely, Jeremy feels inexplicable pain and gloom whenever he gets reminded that his real name is Heron Arth. He can't explain why that name itself always gives him deep torment. And because of that, he wants to bury that name to forgetfulness.

Jeremy. Jeremy was holding his daughter in his arms as he found a seat to sit. The little girl looked absolutely adorable, looking around the place with big excited eyes as she hugged her father's neck. Jeremy was talking to another guy who was sitting next to him, while a man a seat farther was glaring at him and then smacked the head of the first guy. The two strangers looked, surprisingly, a lot like Aiden. The man must be Aiden's father and the young man... he must be Aiden's brother. As Ryder observed the three of them with curious eyes, her gaze landed on Jeremy who suddenly frowned then out of nowhere started laughing again, patting the young man's shoulder. "What are you looking at?"

, one of them called breaking the silence. "Fuck", one of them muttered under his breath I walked into the room with my heels greeting the marble floor, then I dropped my bag. "Why are you all staring at me like you're seeing my father's ghost behind me", I asked. The first person to jump to hug me was Jeremy, he was the youngest and cutest, he was a year older than me, he has very charming deep green eyes, he was the only brown headed in the family, he got that one from his mother.

“It started with me. But now it’s about us. Your company is the easiest way to hurt me.” “I thought we were dealing with Gabriella.” “We were. But she’s just noisy. This... this is war.” “So what do we do?” He walked over to her. “We fight back. But carefully. He’s powerful, Kate. And dangerous.” She nodded. “I already took the first step.” He frowned. “What step?” “I met Jeremy today.” His brows lifted. “Who’s Jeremy?” “A friend from highschool." “What does he do?" “He's a hacker."

Jeremy decided to play along with my game and pulled me in for a hug, he buried his head in my neck and then whispered in my ear, “I know that you're not happy to be here Freya. I want you to know that whatever you decide to do, I will always have your back. Whatever you need, you can count on me.” I smiled and hugged him tighter, I still didn't know if I could trust the guy, but he had always been so nice to me. Of course, that could have been because he was playing me, like Sam did, but apart from Finn, Jeremy was the only ally I had right now. With Finn, I didn't even know if I'd be allowed to see him, so having Jeremy around could really help me out. I know I'll still have to keep an eye

If we were in close vicinity of the other, we would be at each other's throats. Jeremy glared at me and picked Eugene off of my lap, carrying him bridal style and disappearing out of sight. I shook my head, Jeremy was a weird guy. He wasn't born of Ian's pack, having joined as a solider as soon as he turned seventeen. No one really knew of his previous life. He himself hadn't known much of his previous life. With a tired sigh, I went to the kitchen and got myself a bowl of ice cream before making my way to my bedroom.

Jacques Heard the young guy giving a snarky reply although he seemed to be surprised to see Jeremy here. "Aren't you Jason's son?" Jeremy asked. "Your father's bragging that you're going to become a neurosurgeon and you're here at this time? Isn't it time for the finals? You..." he pointed at the girl getting out of a car that was parked to their right, "You're Lydia's granddaughter, aren't you? What are you..!" And then she saw Jeremy opening the door of every vehicle there and he started shouting at the kids there like a grumpy old man.

I didn’t want Damien hearing too much of my voice. “I like it, Mum. Thank you for letting me come here.” I smiled. “Now, we have to go okay?” Jeremy frowned. “I don’t want to go.” Damien looked at us, “I see you are the parents of this brilliant kid.” he flashed Jeremy a smile. I gritted my teeth, staring at him with a scorn. Brilliant kid, huh? Wasn’t that the same kid that he wanted me to get rid of a few years ago? “Yes, we are his parents.” Simeon replied, then he faced Jeremy. “Champ, let us go.”

“The hottest guy. Pick. Now.” My eyes darted wildly, hoping I would see Liam atleast. Liam was the guy I was considering to date. Not out of love but he was kind to me. Liam attended parties so I expected to see him around but didn’t. Instead, they landed on ‘him’ Jeremy Carter. He was leaning against the kitchen counter, dressed in dark jeans and a gray shirt that hugged his worked-out body. A beer in one hand, cigarette in the other. He wasn’t even part of the game. But he was watching. Bored. Smoldering. God-tier hot.

At this point, he knew nothing he would say will be convincing enough. "My name is Jeremy and I am an orphan from the small town of Covington. I don't know anything else." He muttered his eyes twitching lazily at her face. "Still adamant." She remarked. Dissatisfaction evident in her voice. "Call the Alpha." She ordered to one of her hefty men who simply bowed courteously before exiting sharply.