Jim X Dwight Novels & Stories

His black tactical jacket made his shoulders look even broader, and his Alpha presence was impossible to ignore, even in the freezing wind. "So, you're working at Hilltop now?" he asked, casual-like. "Yeah," Melanie said without looking up. Thinking back to how stone-cold she was around Archer and Camille at the test track, Dwight's eyes darkened. "Since when?" "A while now." Dwight wanted to dig deeper, but he could feel the "don't go there" vibe coming off her in waves. He played it smart and backed off. "That's one," he said instead.

"Then you must be extremely happy with Tara's performance. The place is amazing." Dwight grunts, nodding his head in my direction. "Just make sure you're here in the morning ready to take over." I resist the urge to salute him as a commanding officer and make a sarcastic comment. "See you then." I wait a second and watch his retreating back as he walks up the steps of the bed-and-breakfast. "He's a fun fellow, huh?" Graham asks when the two of us pick up our pace again. "He's something." What, I haven't quite figured out yet.

“I’ve been working behind the scenes, making sure everything’s falling into place. You could say I deserve a little applause.” Mandy raised an eyebrow, a slight smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. “You’re serious?” “I’m always serious,” Dwight replied, leaning back in his chair. “I’ve made sure Cain’s in the clear, and you won’t have anything to worry about either. Everything’s been handled.” Mandy let out a smile, extending her hand toward him. Dwight met it with a firm grip, and they gave each other a victorious high-five. ****

Dwight was getting hard just thinking about Xavier suffering. He would have to kill Sierra so he woudl kill her quickly so that she wouldn't suffer. She would be first to add to Xavier's torment. Dwight planned as a devilsh grin spread across his face. His smiel faded as he thought about having to clean up Brent's mess. Had he known how this would have played out, he would never have helped him. Of course Brent didn't know that he was the mysterious helper that has been helping keep him ahead of the cops. He couldn't believe that everything was finally coming to completion...after all these years! Dwight was finally, FINALLY, getting his revenge. The old saying is true...good things

Jenson bowed respectfully to Phantom. "Hello, Phantom. It's good to see you. This is the son-in-law I mentioned before, Dwight." Dwight looked calmly at Phantom, his expression unreadable as he greeted, "Hello, Phantom." Phantom's gaze was cold, his eyes sizing up Dwight from head to toe. "So you're Jenson's son-in-law?" Dwight nodded. "Yes, I am." Phantom continued to study Dwight for a moment, then suddenly said, "I swear I've seen you somewhere before. Have we met?"

Helen hasn't woken up so I sneak out to see what is happening. "Dwight and his little bitches attacked the western border",Jonathan mumbles annoyed. "he looks like his bitch brother Mark I'm glad he is gone",I rub my neck. Helen does not need this stress especially just delivering my pups. At the border Dwight stands a smug smile on his lips as we walk up. "so your her second chance mate?" "yes and your stupid brother lost a dime piece, I stated back smugly, she is the best thing ever",he laughed. The fucker actually laughed.

Ready, she stepped out of the dorm and found two men in black waiting for her. ‘Let’s go, Miss Conway,’ one of them said. ‘The jeep’s waiting.’ *** Dylan and Dwight crossed paths at the canteen. They sat at separate tables, giving the impression they had no connection. As Dylan stood to leave, he halted beside Dwight. ‘The operation has begun,’ he whispered, the words soft and quick. If Dwight hadn’t been paying attention, he might have missed them. ‘Got it’ After that brief exchange, they went their separate ways.

David ordered and Blake nodded and walked out with his men. "David wipe that worry on your face because Maya is very good at reading people especially you. " Oscar said and David nodded and they both moved downstairs and joined the party as nothing happened. To be continued

His eyes sparkle but they’re not as shiny as diamonds, but as delicate as tears under the moonlight. Dwight has been with Samuel since he was young. He is his son so that's given. Therefore, Dwight is the only one who can count how many times he saw such a sad expression on Samuel’s face. He had two guesses behind that grimace; whether Samuel was thinking about his dead mom, or he was reminiscing about those days he had with a dead friend. Dwight doesn't know anything about Maxine's mom, Beverly. Yet he heard that Samuel had a good friend who went missing and was probably dead.

Jared was younger than us, though it would be safe to say Jared had gone through far worst than Dwight ever has. “Nope, that’s Dwight, the popular Alpha of the North. We should stay clear of him.” “You scared?” “I’M NOT…. scared of him. He’s bad news, always looking for a fight. Plus he’s not bad himself.” “So what we gotta do? Just stand here and pretend like he’s not staring at us?” “No… our presence here has already riled up all these hotheads… we are bad news ourselves.” I said, Dwights eyes still burning into my face. “There’s something to him Jared!!! I know I’ve seen him before.”