Jim X Dwight Novels & Stories

"Elmer... he's got a temper, but he looks out for his people. I'm guessing he's taking care of you." "Mhm." "Your degree was in AI vision, right?" "Yeah." "How'd you and Elmer even meet?" This time, Melanie didn't answer. Dwight felt the air go still. He knew she was on guard—he was Archer's best friend, after all. He'd seen her at her lowest, stuck in the mud of that marriage. He took the hint and dropped the subject. As the night went on, Dwight stepped away to take a few business calls. When he came back, the dry grass in Melanie's hands had been transformed into a few lifelike butterflies.

"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.

Dwight’s POV The hum of the jet is steady, a low vibration that fills the silence. But Dwight isn’t listening to it. He’s gripping his phone so tightly that his knuckles turn white. Two workshops. Gone. The first call had been bad enough—a fire, a total loss. But the second? That was no accident. He knows it deep in his gut. He leans back in his seat, staring at the glass of whiskey untouched on the table before him. His mind is racing, threading through every possibility, every enemy he’s made over the years.

“Have her meet me at the mansion then.” There was a pause before Jimmy spoke again. “Sir, she’s in a wheelchair. You’ll need to come to her.” Dwight closed his eyes briefly, his mind running over everything he had to handle. But he knew he couldn’t deny the request. “Send me her address,” he said at last. After hanging up, he turned to Mandy, leaning over and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Get some sleep, alright? I’ll be back soon.” She nodded, her eyes already closing as she sank into the bed, her breathing slowing into a peaceful rhythm.

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?"

Before Brett pulled the gear from Neutral to Drive, he glanced at Dwight and asked him a question. “We aren’t close so I am curious. Do you know how to fight?” “Fight?” Dwight repeated. “I hate seeing blood the most. And I did not bring anything with me like knife or gun.” Brett glared at the only man in Earth who can annoy him so so much. “Then, what’s the purpose of coming here with me?” Dwight took a deep breath as he crossed his arms. “I came with you just to watch.” “Watch?” Brett asked.

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.”

"If you want a girlfriend that bad, then I could be your girlfriend. You must pay me, though." Joaquin raised an eyebrow. "Are you on crack? You're not even a girl." Dwight shrugged. "If there's a whole, there's a way." "The fuck is that? I don't want to do you." I-I don't know where their conversation is going from this. Dwight laughed again. "I'm the one going to do you, stupid."

Reagan replied making David angry. "What the hell are talking about?..... You lead a possible murderer to my fiancee and her sister...... How stupid are you........ I start if anything happens to my woman and sister including my daughter, I will wipe out your whole family from the surface of the earth. " David bellow making everyone flinch and Maya held his hand and pulled him back on his chair. "Calm down David..... Reagan is a professional and I know he won't make any mistakes...... If he trust this Adriano Sanchez guy then we also must and wait for him. " Oscar defended Reagan who nodded.