James Kidd Novels & Stories

James sighed softly, “I know, the inauguration as deputy war general is curious. But ... you should know one thing, Mr. Hellfric.” Michael raised his right eyebrow, looking wary as James walked closer to him and then hunched his shoulders. The young man continued, “King Keannu knew from the beginning that I was the son of Jody Gardner, a war general who was labeled a traitor in this country.” “However, he still gave me the opportunity to prove my worth and this is the result ... I was chosen as deputy war general,” James said as he touched the label on his military uniform. Michael was silent, as if confused by James' words.

Jamie was already there and had joined them in the activity. Luke and some other boys had rolled up their pants and were in the lake cleaning it up. A stern eyed Judith stood on the deck, her critical eyes watching them. Snow's whistle was heard from somewhere inside the manor. The place was already beginning to look very neat. Though there was still a huge amount of weed around but Justin and some other people including Charles were tackling that. Charles was just making silly jokes as they worked. Edward and three other boys were piling some woods on each other. Moving them out of harms way.

~~~ '5998--' '5999--' '6000!' Ethan delivered the last blow on the practicing marionette. Every single one of them had been broken and destroyed. His dad applauded from where he sat. 'Bravo! Nice going son!' Ethan smiled. 'It will take weeks to have all these fixed up,' one of his dad's workers grumbled. Kevin scoffed from the door way. 'That's hardly anything! When I was your age, I had taken down 7000 marionette blindfolded--'

she smiled. “But I’ll come with. Go, put on something nice while I do too, and then we can go see Kim.” “Alright,” Tye said, running off, while she smiled after him. *** “James, sir. Have you seen the news?” Jon asked, stepping into James’ gym. “Of course not,” James grunted, mid bench press. “They’re looking for Mr. Richards,” Jon said. James put the barbell back into place, and sat up, accepting the towel, and bottle of water from Jon.

Many wolves moved here so their children could attend the school and not have to hide who they are. James took out the photographs Andrew had given him and looked through them. He tried to become familiarized with the faces as the kids started to arrive at the school. The first one he saw was the Addams kid, Jake. James called to the boy who looked at him with confusion on his face. "Who are you?" he asked with a suspicious tone. "I am James Lacrosse," he started. The teen's eyes bugged as he gawked at James for a moment. The suspicious look returned as the boy narrowed his eyes at him. "You're James Lacrosse? Yeah right, whatever!"

Nick “You chicken?” James shoots me a daring smile as we’re both stood at the edge of the quarry way out in Jersey. We ditched out on school, swiped a car and took a joyride out to this private little lake. James even let me drive – my first time behind the wheel. He goes cliff jumping all the time apparently – out here in the wilds, away from the big city, where no one can spot us, and no one could step in and save us should we drown…

However, what he did not know was that James the man with Stanley and Dennis had intended to keep him alive so that his boss Kyle would take his own sweet time to settle scores with him making the man who calls himself The Kill regret that he was ever born. Otherwise, The Kill would not have survived James's full wrath. The Kill as he calls himself was a foreigner. He was a very known assassin on the dark web. He was only eight years old when he was abducted and trained to be an assassin. Out of one hundred and fifty nine kids, he was the only one who made it out. Many feared his name The Kill as every time he is seen, he brings death. His victims are mostly big men and people in power. But

Jordan's casino incident has shaken the Mafia world. However, thanks to this, Richard learns that James is still alive. James is a good senior. Richard recalls that when he first joined the Mafia, James was the one who helped him a lot. And Richard got the property he is today, thanks to James.

I said to him and James looked at me. “Kiran, we have a good plan and nothing’s going to go wrong, but you know I’ll always do what you need me to do, but Kai has a father, you, and you will teach him and guide him. I refuse to accept anything other than victory,” James said and I smiled at him. “Thank you, James. I don’t tell you that enough,” I said to him and he laughed. “True, but you don’t need to thank me for something that comes naturally, you’d do the same for me,” he said and we laughed.

I cursed under my breath and checked the rear-view mirror. Only one kid left. James. New transfer. Quiet. Always the last one on, always the last one off. His house sat farthest out, past the old mill road where the county never bothered fixing potholes. He climbed the steps and shook rain from his hoodie. Water dripped from the drawstrings and puddled on the rubber mat. He gave me the usual small nod and dropped into the seat behind the yellow line like he had done every afternoon for the last three weeks. I pulled away from the curb and started the long loop back toward town.