The oncoming storm, cold, ruthless and merciness Jeremiah Valeska felt the warmth of having a person to take care of like a family in his heart for the first time in his life, maybe ever. He didn't know if he just liked her to be dependent on him but it didn't matter. He crouched down over her and fondled her head, softly said; "Wanna go to sleep?"

*BOOK #1 IN THE LABYRINTH SERIES* Lilith Olsen met Xander Wilde at the esteemed St. Ignatius in Gotham City. They became friends which eventually blossomed into something more. The more she got to know him, the calculated and smart facade he put up began to crumble to reveal the complicated and perhaps mad man underneath from his roots as Jeremiah Valeska. This story is a discovery into the labyrinth of Jeremiah Valeska's mind and what it would be like to fall in love with a person and watch them become another person entirely. *COMPLETED* Highest rankings- #1 in Jeremiah Valeska #1 in Labyrinth #1 in Gotham

Rule #1: Don't fall in love with your master. Rule #2: You are nothing but a servant. Rule number #3: He is always in control. ------------------------------------------------------ "Don't move," he said to (Y/n) when she unwrapped arms from his neck. "Don't touch her," he mumbled. (Y/n) and everyone else jumped when the gun went off. Her cheeks were a soft red, her eyes were widened, her heart was racing, and strands of her hair covered her face, in which Jeremiah brushed to the side with his fingers that weren't pressing against the ground. "Where is (Y/n), Wayne? Hm? You are here because of the offer I asked for," Jeremiah snapped back. ------------------------------------------------------ "I'm in charge now," she whispered when lifting up his chin with a sly smile. -------------------------------------------------------- Story is still on plot yet scenes are mixed up slightly. Under editing as well.

Rule #1: No one will lay a hand on you and live. Rule #2: Never do anything that will sacrifice yourself for me. Rule #3: Only we are in charge here. --------------------------------------------- She didn't know what she needed, only she what she didn't need. "It's not my fault you fell in love with me. The rule was not to, but you broke that one easily," Jeremiah mumbled under his breath. She kissed him deeply on the lips without a thought of hesitation passing through her mind. Jeremiah looked at his hand that was stained and dampened with her blood, and that made him tremble and mutter words uncontrollably. --------------------------------------------- Will be under editing when completed!

So im Obsessed with gotham and in love with these 2 so Ya know this came to be! 🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏Contains 🃏🃏🃏🃏🃏 ~ Smut/Fluff ~ Violence/ Blood ~ Abuse

Just some imagines to fill your fantasies 😈 Warning: Some stories will be very dark. The smut isn't going to be like normal smut because Jerome and Jeremiah are crazy. I do not condone abuse or any form of assault so all acts done by them will be consensual and that will be shown within the stories❗️