Jamil X Kalim Novels & Stories

Her eyes caught Jamal’s, searching for the right words to soften the impact of her next statement. Jamal’s face lit up with a wide grin. “Yay! I know you’re going out with Uncle Damian. I like Uncle Damian, Mummy. He treats you well. I want him to be my daddy.” The innocent declaration took Rachael by surprise, leaving her momentarily speechless. Her heart ached at the simplicity of Jamal’s wish, his desire for stability and love reflected in his words. She knelt in front of him, her hands gently resting on his small shoulders.

she added, picking her purse and keys from the counter and then heading out. “ Surprise date?” Gia asked, nibbling on her toast. “ Yeah, please don't tell her when she comes over.” " My lips are sealed,” she winked, carrying her breakfast tray upstairs to her room. Sisters. Jax muttered under his breath enjoying his breakfast. ~~~ “ I thought we were meeting tomorrow instead.” Kim said as she joined Jamal in his car. “ We were but something came up and I had to quickly notify you. I'm sorry for any inconvenience caused,” he apologised. Ever since she began talking to Jamal she didn't seem to worry about Calvin anymore.

My lips formed an ‘o’ shape, looking impressed. “Wow! It’s nice of you to give us your best catch. I appreciate you, Justin,” I said, my voice laced with sweetness. He seemed young. Justin’s prolly a few years younger than me. He’s going to be a good younger brother. Kalel, who has been quietly sipping his coffee, glanced over and saw our friendly interaction. He set his cup down with a bit more force than necessary and leaned in, his voice casual but firm. "Camilla is quite the expert on swordfish," Kalel said, his eyes locking onto Justin's. "She and I are actually engaged."

Jamaal and mystery man. ******

I tried explaining as j reached out to her once again, she carrot behind Jamal and held him on an even tighter grip again. “please save me, he isn't good he's a beat, he will kill me, he almost killed me, I ran off, I wasn't fast enough, he scratched me, please you have to believe me, he will kill me, he isn't like us, he'd worse, he's bigger, has more fur, he's ugly, a best, please get me away from him jamal, he is a killer.” Caliana wept as she spoke and gripped onto jamals arm, I watched as she spoke and dreaded every last minute in my life. “it's okay, I was there I know he won't kill you, there might have been a mixup, what happened to you?.'' Jamal asked as she stared at him wide eyed.

“Don’t worry,Xander is good,he will win” “But i don’t want to kiss Xander too” Jamal walked away to some girls,i really don’t want to kiss anyone. T.B.C

His obvious attempt to cover things up only made the onlookers, who had no idea what was going on, even more curious about our story. Roy looked at me with a guilty expression. "I'm sorry, Syl…" Seeing how tense and guilty he looked, I had to fight hard to keep from laughing. I pulled out another phone and waved it casually, making sure he noticed. "Mr. Henderson, that was careless of you. Luckily for me, I have plenty of backups." I turned to Wilson. "Mr. Lopez, your people really can't seem to get things done properly." Wilson immediately understood. He stepped forward at once and had the contents of the phone in my hand displayed for everyone to see.

Zayn asked, "I walked. It’s good exercise." "That’s quite the walk. Well, you must be starving then. Let’s eat. Zayn made dinner with Jamilah, and he’s an excellent cook." Gamma Talia said. Jamilah smiled at me. She looked like she was fourteen. Goddess, if Ren was here, I’m sure he’d be all over her. She was just his type. Shy, with large eyes and long black hair. "Do you cook?" Jamilah asked in a soft voice.

“I know. But I’m here now, okay? I’m here.” He pulls back just enough to grip Jamel’s shoulders, looking him straight in the eye. “She’s going to be okay,” Jeremy says with a conviction I’m not sure he feels. “We’re going to get through this together. All of us. You hear me?” Jamel nods, swiping at his eyes with the back of his hand. Jeremy pulls him back in and kisses his forehead, firm and quick, the gesture so tender it makes my chest ache. When they finally separate Jamel seems to notice me for the first time.

Lean and also with adequate muscles in the right places. "Hello," He stands on his feet, taking my hand and bringing it to his lips. His eyes are trained on me but from my peripheral vision, I notice Kal's fists immediately clench. Achilles puts a hand on his shoulder to calm him down and I wonder what sort of game they're playing. "It's nice to meet you, Miss Jemma St James." I give him a stiff smile while I retract my hand from his. "Nice to meet you, too. Tarantino from the Bame agency if I am not mistaken?"