Jess Sims Quotes Novels & Stories

“Yeah, I guess. Do you think it’s the way I dress or what?” “Jess, you spend most of your days in sweats and flip-flops. It’s not the way you dress, you just look sexy. Your body. Your face. The way you carry yourself. Don’t be ashamed of it. Women pay plastic surgeons a lot of money to attain your natural assets.”

“Nah, I think he’s just like that to everybody” “Huh”, Jess mumbled in thought. Then, she smiled at her, dismissing the topic. “So, do we prepare matching costumes or what?” “Don’t go overboard”

Jess has never raised her voice at me, not even once. "I feel like I am dead anyway. What is the point of living?" I say out loud and Jess gasp. "Don't say such, you hear me? Life is a journey with a lot of potholes on the road, but you must be strong enough to get yourself and the car to the other side rather than feeling sorry for yourself. It won't get you anyway, and you know it. You are one of the strongest people I have ever known. You never give up no matter what. Every problem has a solution, remember?" she turns my words against me. I don't know what to do or feel right now.

Tension filled the air, like a coming storm. I remained unfazed, my posture loose but unshakable. I met Jessy’s gaze with an easy, knowing smile. “There’s no need to learn from me,” I said smoothly. “Everyone has their strengths. Yours, for instance, is music. Your accomplishments in piano are truly unparalleled.” I paused. “You’ve won many international awards, haven’t you?” I added, tilting my head in faux innocence. Jessy’s smile faltered. A flicker of panic crossed her face before she quickly masked it.

I love, love your mansion. It's beautiful. I am so proud of you, Jackie. You deserve the best. " Jess said through the phone as she face-timed her twin. "Thank you, Jess. You've been my number one fan. Thanks for all the words of encouragement. How's work at the salon coming up by the way? " She inquired "It's going on well; the customers love our services and I'm getting good daily grades for my finals. Each day my assessors come around, I get good grades that are going to accumulate to my final grade. I'm hoping for a better grade, though. " She said

he said chuckling. “She’s really persistent,”Jess said for lack of a better word. “Well, I think your rebuttals are making her fall in love with you,” William said. Jess looked at her laptop only to see that Eve had sent a new message. ‘I like your sense of humor.’ “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Jess said. “Maybe you should take over this one.” “No way. That’s what I’m paying you for.” he said. “Well, a girl has got to earn. Have a nice afternoon sir.” she said with a sigh.

Josh threatened. “She has nothing to do with the struggle between you and I.” “True, I should just kill her then. Since she’s so useless.” “Don’t you dare touch her, you bastard!” Simon raised his voice. “Calm down, I was just joking. Damn, you have no sense of humor at all.” Josh sighed, “As long as you do what I want. You can have her, all of her.” Josh cooed and Simon sighed “Okay, send me the address,” Simon said calmly.

"It's not about Jess being lucky; she's simply wonderful. Love is about giving everything you've got, pure and unadulterated. Letting go should be clean and decisive. "Being with her, I'm the lucky one." With those final words, he strode out of the club. Linda sat there, mechanically eating, her voice barely above a whisper, "To have a full belly is such a blessing, such a blessing." Her words broke off as tears cascaded down her cheeks. Jessica emerged from the fitting room in a stunning mermaid gown and caught sight of Simon lounging on the couch. "I told the secretary you didn't have to come if you were swamped. I can handle this," she said, meaning every word.

I muttered, the words sinking in. Jess crossed her arms. “Yeah, well, we’ll see who’s still standing when we open our second location.” I looked at her, and despite the irritation boiling inside me, I smiled. Jess always had my back. “Thanks, Jess.” She flipped her hair. “Please, you don’t need to thank me. I’m just pissed that I can’t punch her in the face. God! I wish I could punch that old hag in the face and just ughh.” She threw her hands in the air, punching God knows what.

Talking online was a lifeline but in person was a gift I wouldn't pass up. "Aside from the fact that the spotlight suits me?" Jess paused, as though planning her answer. "I was born to this. I've never known a different life. Does that mean I don't want to kick a male wolf in their man parts on a regular basis? Of course I do! I'd be a crazy woman if I didn't. The thing that keeps me sane is that I know that all their over-bearing, dictatorial, often stupid actions come from a good place."