Jamil X Kalim Novels & Stories

“Malakai already credited your account, so we are going shopping, right?” “And guess what.” Jamila leaned closer to them and brought out a card from her pocket. “He gave me his Amex!” The girls’ eyes widened. “Holy. Fucking. Shit!” ~~~~~ [MALAKAI'S LIBRARY] The door opened, causing Jamila to glance up to see Malakai. “I knew I would find you here.” “Hi.” She smiled. “Are you a nerd?” He teased, strolling over to take a seat opposite hers.

The call ended. I stared at the phone long after, my reflection staring back at me...tired, furious, unsure. I hated that another man even had a place in this story. Hated that Cierra’s past was now standing between us, breathing. *** Jamal arrived like he belonged nowhere and everywhere at once. Leather jacket. Sharp eyes. That careless confidence men wore when they’d never been held accountable for anything. He scanned the corridor, spotted me, and smirked. “So you’re him,” he said. “The guy playing savior.”

The best safety was taking them away from everyone. “Uncle Julian!” Jamal shouted, racing to the canopy. Sweat dripped down his forehead, his curls bouncing. “Kamal cheated! He said I was out, but I tagged him first!” Kamal sprinted up behind him, out of breath, shaking his head furiously. “Lies! He’s the one who cheats!” Julian chuckled, ruffling both their hair. “Alright, alright. No fighting. You both win.” “Not fair!” Jamal protested, but his pout vanished the moment Julian pulled out a tray of fresh fruit skewers.

This time the number rang for a while, unlike the other times when it beeped and hung up so she nervously picked up the call. "Hello Amelia" she heard a strange male voice call her name and her heart skipped a beat. "Hello, Amelia? Are you there?" the voice asked again "Hello, who is this?" she asked with a trembling voice. "It's me, Amelia, it's Jamilo, Jamilo Montez 'the blackguard' from high school," he said and Amelia's eyes widened. "What the hell…" she muttered under her breath but quickly adjusted "Oh hi Jamilo, how are you? It's been a while. How did you get my number" she asked, trying to stay calm.

Calix's voice was beginning to get louder than expected so his friends' eyes widened. "Will you keep your voice down, Calix?" It was Jamal whispering to him but Calix looked too angry to care. He opened his mouth to speak again but the rustling of leaves around them made his words die up in his mouth. The friends froze, the hair on their skins standing as they listened to the movement around them, hoping to catch a scent.

I said, forcing a smile as I shook his hand. "Thanks, I’m very pleased to meet you, sir. Tamara has told me a lot about you," he said, his tone dripping with false sincerity. Despite his innocent facade, I could sense a hidden agenda lurking beneath the surface. "Yeah, sure she did," "And I’m also a big fan of yours." He grinned Before I could even respond, Jamil approached us, glancing at Charlie and then back at me. "Can we talk?" "Sure," I replied, but before we could step away, he turned to Tamara and wished her a happy birthday. Once we were a bit farther from them, he stated, "I sent you her address."

" Cali thought, giving Jemma different signals. "What's their relationship? Calvin furthermore. "A Dare. " She bit her bottom lips with her eyes on the ground. "A dare? Calvin 's eyes became wide open immediately and he turned to look at Cali but she was fast enough to turn her gaze away. "Tell me this is not true. " He asked Cali but he got no response from her. "Cali. " Jemma called gently. "Calvin, please don't do anything. Landon might-- (Calvin interrupted Cali's words) "Are you nuts? " He yelled and she shook in fear.

By the time Kal was finished with Camille, she had been exhausted and her limbs had felt like jelly. They had spent that Saturday talking and when they weren’t talking, Kal was finding different ways to pleasure Camille until she was trembling like a newborn fawn. It had been amazing and Camille had spent Sunday smiling like an idiot even when she got another headache and collapsed into bed early, exhausted and feeling rotten. She was looking forward to her date with Kal as well. He was smart, funny, sweet, sexy and if what he could do with his hands and mouth was any indication, he was amazing in bed too.

“How about you calm down?” “Calm down?” Akmal’s chest shook violently. “Huh~” Not even Malikul could calm her down now. With a sharp gaze drilled into Akmal, she opened her mouth. “Calm down. Sit down.” As if his body was pulled by the string, Akmal sat on his seat and regulated his breath calmly. If anyone was impressed, they didn’t say anything. “It seems that you’re not complete…” She trailed her fingers on her palm. “...Doesn’t matter. I’ll tell you what our goal is.” Shadow beckoned Jamal to come closer.

“No. I wouldn’t.” “Liar,” he murmured, laughing. But he didn’t move, didn’t back off. Nuri’s heart pounded. She could feel the tension sparking between them, electric and charged, as if one wrong word would ignite it all. “So,” she said quickly, desperate to redirect her thoughts, “who’s Cameron, and why are we visiting him?” Kalmin smirked and stepped back at last. “Nice pivot.” He grabbed their plates. “One of my betas. Best fighter I’ve got.”