Its Jimmy Novels & Stories

"Heritage Day weekend. We'll drive up. Is that okay with you, Levi?" "You're welcome anytime, and my folks would love to meet you, hopefully before the wedding." "It's settled then." Amber bobbed her head. Jamie stirred to life in his seat, his eyes as huge as saucers. "Did you guys see the video of that guy in prison, the one on that metal table? At first, I thought they were performing an autopsy, but it turned out someone shanked him in his stomach, and his insides actually trickled out. Did you guys know your stomach is the size of your fist? But I don't believe that anymore after watching that video because that guy had a huge ass stomach. No way it was the size of his fist—"

If he knew where they all were, that would be helpful. “We wait for Harold,” Jimmy said. “He will come and collect us. But you must stay with me.” “I see,” I said. “And are you Jimmy or are you someone else?” He looked at me like I was crazy. “Of course I’m Jimmy. Who else would I be?” “I don’t know,” I admitted. “But Jimmy lives here with his mom and dad. See this picture right here on the nightstand?” I lifted a family portrait and showed it to him.

“Father, we’re in trouble. Moses and I came to Swallowston to take Joanna back. We got into a confrontation with her boyfriend and… The guy killed Moses.” “What?!” Patrick was shocked and asked in a concerned tone, “Are you all right, Jim?” “I’m fine. He was going to kill me too but I managed to overpower him by kicking him before I fled. I couldn’t save Moses in time though.” Jimmy was lying to boost his image in his father’s eyes. Patrick heaved a sigh of relief and replied, “I want you to stay put, Jim. I’ll be there in two hours. Find somewhere to hide until I get there. This time, I’m bringing a professional.”

He sat there for a moment, just watching me, considering my words. "I’ve been where you are, Mike," Jimmy said quietly. "Once, long ago, I looked a man in the eye and asked him to take care of her. And I trusted him. But people change. Life changes." He paused, his eyes glazing over for a second as if he were recalling a distant memory. "I’ve seen good men lose everything because they didn’t think it would happen to them."

" I'm sorry, but... We believe it's not the Jimmy we're looking for." "Oh no, I'm not really Jimmy. My name is Louis, I work here in freight. But I knew Jimmy. " Did you know? That means..." "Yes, you are late. He passed away three weeks ago." Before I gave up, I insisted on confirming that we were talking about the same person. "Do you know if there's more than one Jimmy or Kimmy that works or lives around here?" " Well... I've lived here since I was born and I only remember him."

Jimmy looked up as soon as he heard Jasper's words. Dad doesn't like that fatty. He sighed becoming very relieved. Then he jumped down from the bed happily. “Dad, let's go and eat now,” Jimmy said happily. He even went to Maverick's wheelchair and tried to push it. But couldn't since he doesn't have enough strength to do so. Maverick chuckled in relief and curiosity. He could not fathom why Jimmy looked upset at the fact that he might actually like fatty. Shaking his lead, he led the way to the dining room only to see that Whitney was nowhere to be found.

Jimmy confessed. “But you love her,” Austin pointed out. “I still do. I want to give her time to heal from all the trauma. She deserves someone better, someone more advanced,” Jimmy explained. “Jimmy,” Taylor interrupted, her voice cutting through the conversation. “Can we talk?” she asked. “What do you want, Taylor?” Jimmy replied, his tone cautious. “Let’s talk privately, please,” she insisted. Jimmy hesitated, but his friends nodded in encouragement for him to go with her.

I wanted to stay in the shadows and see who was so special that Vivian had saved them under that nickname. The video revealed a small face that looked strikingly similar to my own. Jimmy had just taken a shower, his hair was damp, and two little tufts stuck up on top of his head, giving him an adorable look. When Jimmy saw that his view was completely dark, he pouted and said, "Mommy, are you playing hide and seek with me? Come out already, I miss you so much!"

he questioned, irritation clearly showing in his voice. "Because I don’t want to come with you! Why is that so hard for you to understand!!!" I retorted, not letting his height intimidate me. But he possessed more strength than I could wrestle with. He was in the process of pulling me away when I felt another strong grip on my other arm. I turned around to see that it was Jimmie. Oh, was I happy to see him. "Let go of my wife, you disgusting pest." One punch from Jimmie was all it took to knock the guy out. If he hadn’t been drunk, that punch might not have dropped him so easily.

"They're not just some random group of rogues seeking revenge. They're organized, well-funded, and they've been planning this for years." Lucas and Nicole had joined us now, forming a united front. Lucas spoke up, his Beta instincts on full alert. "And how would you know that?" Jimmy's smile returned, but this time it was tinged with something darker regret, perhaps, or guilt. "Because I used to be one of them." The confession hung in the air like a bomb waiting to detonate. I felt my world tilt slightly, pieces of a puzzle I didn't know existed suddenly snapping into place.