Aimee Nicole Walker Novels & Stories

I pointed at her and screamed "You! You shut up! I am sooo not ready to have a conversation with you right now." Looking ashamed, Aimee did something I never would have imagined her doing even for the little bit of time I got to know her. She didn't say another word, she just backed up and sat back down at the table with her head in her hands. Theo walked to stand behind her and rubbed her back as he looked over at me, hurt. "Brenna, Aimee was only following orders. She had no choice. It was either do as they say or be rejected and banned from her realm. She was only doing what she had to do and she never wanted to hurt you."

“Naomi was at the office a day after you left.“ My jaw clenched as soon as Aimee said her name. That betraying bitch. She had better be grateful that I was too miserable to act on my feelings towards her and I didn't want the scandal to worsen then, or else someone would have lost their ability to walk and it wouldn't be me. I'd have broken those fucking legs she used to walk into my life. “Did you break her legs for me?“ I asked. “Something close to that,” Aimee replied. I chuckled. Trust Aimee to pass the vibe check. “I guess I can always trust you,” “Call me whenever you need me. And if you ever decide to start again there, I'm willing to leave here for you,” I laughed. “I'm honored,” “Ok

There was still some time before the twelve o’clock meeting time. He stood up, dropping his phone on the couch before walking over to open the door. And just as he feared, Aimee was standing in front of the trailer with a grin and a white plastic bag. She was dressed in blue jeans, a pink top, and pink sneakers. Her red hair was in a half ponytail, with a few wavy strands framing each side of her face. Jayden was stunned as he stared at her, and against his wishes, his eyes trailed down to her glossy pink lips, making his heartbeat quicken.

Before I died, my 40-year-old wife was standing at my bedside with some guy barely past 20 hanging off her arm. She looked down at me. "Gage, there are three things I never told you. First, every iced coffee you drank was laced with poison. Honestly, the fact that you lasted this long is impressive. "Second, your father's stroke wasn't an accident. I swapped out his blood pressure medication myself. "Third, I have controlling interest in the company now. Once you're dead, everything will go to me and Chase." My vision narrowed. She looked at my face and smiled. "I could've stayed with my first love. You were the one who forced me into this marriage. You destroyed what I had, so taking

"Last weekend was fun. We should definitely link up some time..." Aimee and Ren are friends with benefits, FWBs. Of all the flings he has had, Aimee seems to be the constant, consistent one. They have hooked up more than once and if they continue playing this game, one of them will end getting deeply attached. And it won't be Ren. And if that happens, it will definitely be HAPPILY NEVER AFTER for Ren. Nobody messes with Aimee... She comes from a very powerful and rich family. Her dad is a prominent tycoon and her mom Debby, is a famous actress. One wrong move with her and poof! You're completely washed away from the face of the earth...

With the help of a few old friends, Aimee gathered anything that reminded her of Connor from her apartment, clothes, cards, past gifts, CDs, aftershave, her Stepford wife clothes, even photos they had taken together. The loyal few followed behind her bike like a funeral procession, in their beat-up cars filled with his belongings as Aimee made her way to their special place, and once there, overlooking the ocean and making sure her friends bore witness, Aimee Carter lit her past on fire. As the flames burned higher, engulfing her memories, her hopes, and her heartbreak, her inner flames consumed her, and rising from the ashes, the Aces and Eights princess was reborn. The sun beat down on her

There was no way his Best friend was already back from the States. "Yes, absolutely. Cancel all calls and appointments that might come in until he is gone." He said as Rose nodded her head with his orders and left the room. He had barely managed to tidy up the dirty table and make it look more presentable when the door opened and Nicole walked in with a grin on his face. Nicole Walkers, the fourth most sought man in the city, rich as hell, and best friends with Luther Reigns, the third most sought man. They had been friends for a long time already and had gone through thick and thin together.

She wore very little makeup, but then again, Karla Harper didn't really need any. As soon as Aimee walked through the door, Karla grabbed her and steered her to the closet. "I'm in charge of your outfit tonight," she said, as she shoved Aimee onto the bed. As she pulled out different things for Aimee to try on, she filled her sister in on her encounter with Bonnie at the pool. "That crazy woman doesn't know who she's dealing with. She will get a lesson, however. Here, try this skirt on." She tossed Aimee a blue jean skirt that she didn't even remember owning.

Having a separate changing room was a small luxury she could afford. “Hello sugar,” Aimee replied her greeting with her usual buoyancy visible in her smile, as her curls bounced back from her face when she turned to look at her with an austere look – or what she tried to pass as a severe look. Instead, she looked like she was trying too hard which resulted in a forced expression. “You are late. As usual.” Aimee McKenzie was a wonderful friend simply because she was a magnificent human being. Period. Ultimately, everything in life came down to that – if someone could end up being a superb person, he could achieve anything in life.

I look over at Cole and nod again. I know what he saying, but I can’t get it out of my head that there’s more to it. Like she wants this strength for when she leaves and we’re not around to protect her. We get to the gym and Walker and Amy are standing in the middle of the floor, starting their stretches. “So, where’d you and Mia run off to this afternoon?” Walker asks Amy, while they both stretch for their toes. Amy gets a sly smile on her lips and looks over at him. “ Confidential information there, Walker. Only the privileged get to know.” She chuckles softly and looks away. Walker gets an equally sly smile on his face, “Alright well, only the privileged get extra push-ups, I’m thinking..