All Chapters of Falling for the Shrew: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Jeremy-“Come on son! Get up! Duck! Jab!” my father called out commands from the sideline.  I was too concentrated on the fight to hear his words.  I was growing tired and weak.  We had been at it for hours it seemed.  My opponent lunged forward, striking my jaw by surprise and I fell back onto the mat. “Ahh” my father threw is hands up in frustration, “It’s like you’re not even listening to me.”  My opponent stepped forward and held out his hand.  I took it and he hoisted me up.  A big smile forming on his face, “Sorry Jer,” my best friend patted me hard on the back.

Jeremy-“Can I please pass?” I hear a woman’s voice from the front of the room.  It was the red-head from Blood Moon, she seemed irritated as she was talking to the snob from Crescent Moon.  I see him trying to reach for her hair and she backs away with her face scrunched, seemed like she really didn’t like this asshole.  “James just wants to get to know you a little better, baby,” I hear him tell her, talk about cheesy.  She tries pushing pass him, but he wasn’t moving.  It’s one thing to flirt when it’s well reciprocated, but this guy was borderline disrespectful.  He grabs her arm right before she almost gets passed him, pulling her into

Jeremy-The house was about the same size as mine, but a bit on the dark side if you ask me.  The outside landscape had a sort of dark and medieval look to it.  There were gargoyles on the roof and statues by the entrance.  Their choice of landscape consisted of purple colored plants that just gave off a gothic type vibe.  On the big stone front doors, there was door knocker shaped into what I would guess was a dragon with fangs so it looked like you had to put your hand in it’s mouth to knock.  I looked back toward the car that was already pulling out of the driveway.  Well, the only choice I have is to move forward.  I knock three times a

Jeremy-When I arrived home, my father barraged me with questions, while my mother sensed my irritation.  “She wasn’t for me Dad,” I replied simply.  Frustration struck his face as he waved his hand in dismissal, pinching the brim of his nose.  He and my mother retired to the drawing room, where I could faintly hear their conversation.  “Calm down darling, he still has two other maidens to meet,” she says as my father sighs heavily.  I roll my eyes and throw myself onto my bed which I missed so much.  My brother does his two-tap knock and peeks through the door, “Come in,” I say, knowing it was him.  &ldq

Rose-After James left, it was Dean Ashbrooke who was next to stay the week.  He was the Beta from Grim Stone Pack and was as equally as insufferable as James.  During James’s visit, I had stopped shaving my legs and armpits, determined to be as detestable as possible.  I let my eye brows grow wild and stopped brushing my hair all together.  I wore the baggiest of clothes and even my parents had questioned my appearance from time to time.  At dinner, I made sure to eat like a pig and asked Griselda to serve me extra onions, no matter what the meal was.  I continued this charade during Dean’s visit and gained quite the reaction from him.