Jim Hopper Novels & Stories

I didn't even have friends I could crash with until things got better for me. I went to Jenny's cafe to have a treat. The cook there always put something aside for me to eat. He believed that showing a little kindness made the world go round. I was glad I met him. James was chubby and sweet. If it weren't for him, I would have starved to death. He had a dream of owning a fine dining restaurant one day, and I hoped for everyone's sake he realises that dream because he was a kind soul.

Nothing else matters except the food, which tells you how hungry they must have been. It was clear from their appearance how much they had starved, especially Hutton, who looked like a shadow of his former self. Those Spartan muscles that made him one of the strongest Alpha princes were all gone, like they had never been there. He looked skinny with the hairs on his head and his beard scraggly like that of a mad man. I was standing at the corner, my head leaning against the wall, staring at him, allowing memories of the past to flood my mind.From that moment when I was brought to his pack by his mother, to that day he killed my best friend, Linda,

We crossed a courtyard dusted with fresh snow, the ground packed down by the heavy boots of warriors drilling in formation. And there— Near the center— I saw him. Alexandro. He was dressed in simple black armor, moving through the ranks of soldiers like a dark storm. He barked orders, demonstrating techniques with swift, brutal efficiency. I watched, transfixed, as he sparred with three wolves at once, his movements a blur of deadly grace. He moved like a creature of pure instinct, every step calculated, every strike purposeful. His soldiers fought hard to match him, but none could best him.

Although he wasn't born in the village, it was for his ancestors and part of his inheritance. Sandwestmorr was a village in the heart of Sechester. The people mainly dealt with farming as a profession until Scavengers began to invade them due to the natural resources the town boasted of, then they took hunting as a profession. George was part of the hunters because of his powerful physique- 6 feet tall, toned muscles, long dark hair reaching his shoulder, prominent cheekbones and strong jaws. Also, he had inborn agility and strength that never faded, even when exhausted.

This commercial space was just recently built and I’m hoping that it’ll be the perfect spot. I get outside of the Packhouse, and James is waiting by the door holding it open. “Well, I sure hope you open the door for your mate James, or I’ll be sure to tell her that you do it for me so she can kick your behind!” I laughed as his eyes got so big. “I forget sometimes, I’ll make sure to do the gesture more often,” he chuckled. “Good, it’s always nice to be a gentleman to your woman,” I smiled and got into the back of the car.

Her daughter Lily had always been jealous of me, hence we never talked much…. My friends have been my support system since the start. I can’t share my thoughts and feelings with anyone except Nanny and Emerald and Selena…. I sat their for sometime as I spent time with my mother. I know she can’t reply me but I know she is near to me. She can hear me….. I feel peace here… I sighed as I got up and wiped the dust off my trousers. I was still in my sleeping pyjamas…. My eyes wandered around the graveyard and stoped at a man who was standing near a grave a little far. He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life.

Soon after, he fallen as sleep. Then his memories started to flashback. Young Jim had an older brother. His name was Leo III. His brother Leo was two years older than him. They grew up in a strict military family. From Jim’s grandfather, General Colonel Leo I, up to his father General Colonel Leo II. Both were five-star outstanding U.S military force.

EIGHT MONTHS AGO Kimberly shivered slightly as the harsh cold wind blew relentlessly, but she continued following in the footsteps of the Afghanistan local who acted as their guide through the mountains to their rendezvous point. Behind her was sergeant Oscar, her closest friend in her unit who was also a sniper. “Are you getting tired?” She teased him. “Hell no.” The Texan replied with his southern drawl. Kimberly was not finding it easy herself. Hiking at a fast pace while carrying full military gear on a steep terrain for over four hours was not a small feat.

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

I told him mom and dad were on vacation. Jim was and still is a damn fine looking guy, whenever my dad and mom have parties, he would always show up with a different stunning looking woman, they were so exotic. He is about 6-3 200 pounds of pure muscle; he looks a little like Tom Selleck, only better looking.