Jess Sims Quotes Novels & Stories

“Do you want more chaos? Or is this just a competitive thing with wolves now?” I snorted. “It’s not a competition.” “Well, you’re winning.” “Well, you’re winning,” Simone said. I laughed. “It’s not a contest.” “Right, right. But if it were, you’d be on track for a dynasty.” I rolled my eyes. “It’s just one more.” “For now,” she sang-songs. “Don’t you dare jinx me.” She grinned. “Too late. You said it out loud. Now the universe is listening. Probably taking notes.”

“You don’t need their approval to live your life.” He leans into her for a second before straightening again. “I know but it just stings sometimes.” More people walk in. I help at the front table for a while, handing out cookies, smiling, making small talk, pretending my heart isn’t still cracked in places. Jess leans over at one point and whispers, “You look good here.” I blink at her. “What?” She shrugs. “You fit like you belong.” Something warm settles in my chest that I didn’t even know I needed.

"Jessica , I would like to say a few words. Jess , thank you for being my partner in stupidity . Thank you for stepping into the role of my mother from helping me choose clothes to cleaning her room and sharing thoughts .Whenever I need someone you never deny listening to my things even my silly thoughts. With the help of your presence I learnt how to stay away from home and do all things independently. I remember when you left your essential lecture to take care of me when I was sick. You took care of me like my mother would have and also gave me medication and food . You took care of me throughout the night . I'm going to miss you bestie but I guess we got to grow up The people who we wan

Sorry but it ain't happening, sweetie! Allow me to introduce myself: Jessica Raye Kardashian, though I must clarify, I bear no relation to those Kardashian sisters hogging the limelight on reality television. Oh, but I've shared a mocktail or two with them on a yacht in the Bahamas—casual encounters, really. And trust me, they wish they were as rich and powerful as I am. Who wouldn't want to be in my glamorous shoes? They're like, "Oh, Jessica, can we borrow your yacht?" And I say to them, "Sure, just don't scratch it." It's tough being this amazing, but somebody's gotta do it.