Jimmy Darling Ahs Novels & Stories

"I totally understand, Devon. And trust me when I say we don’t want it any other way. But... you owe them one last obligation." I nodded. I wasn't a man who ran from his debts. "Yes, I know. I will grant a public interview and the speech. I’ll see to the Vahsava Summit. But that’s all there is to it." I looked down at the clearing again. Jimmie was currently dusting snow off Mico’s gold hair, his touch so tender it made my throat ache. Suddenly, Jimmie paused. He turned his head toward the cliff as if he could feel my stare across the distance. Our eyes met, and even from this height, the warmth in his smile was enough to ground me. He gave a small nod before a pup tugged at his sleeve, draw

Jimmy just smiled and said, “No need to think about weird things. I'm Jimmy Madon and I'm eight. Well, almost eight.” For the first time since they met, Asher smiled and Jimmy looked at the dimples in his cheeks enviously. He held his cheeks and subconsciously thought, 'It's not fair. He has cute holes in his cheeks and I have none.' Meanwhile, Asher smiled cause Jimmy said almost eight. It is quite refreshing to know someone similar or a little bit similar to him. “Well, I'm six. Almost six,” Asher said and now it was Jimmy's turn to smile. “Even though you are younger than me and I'm your senior, can we be friends?” Jimmy asked stretching out his hands for a handshake.

Jenny spoke, "Where is my mom?" Jerry replied coldly, "She is there where she should be. She is safe." Jenny clenched her fist and shouted, "Are you not going to tell me?" Jerry roared, "Is this the way to talk to dad? Sit down!" Jerry wasn't a normal person. He was once the gang leader as well as the most wanted criminal of his time. His one roar was enough to shake the whole mansion.

I hated how he felt it was easy to jump on me and assert his dominance, something I never let anyone have over me. And then he vanished, like he hadn’t just kissed me without my permission except for flimsy words of warning. “Attention players, the next game is Jack or Jill, the bus will be dropping off everyone at the arena— the system’s being considerate after yesterday’s frenzy.” I could puke at this point. The bile was up in my chest. Much to my awe Kim clasped her palm around the crook of my elbow. “Hey.” I flashed her a small smile as we moved.

Vivian’s POV When I stepped out of the smoking room, I stumbled slightly, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably. I could endure Dominic's insults, but hearing him demean my Jimmy filled me with a tidal wave of anger and humiliation. For now, all I could do was endure. Once the divorce was finalized, I would take Jimmy far away from this jerk. I wiped my tears and returned to the private room, but Jimmy immediately sensed something was off. Someone must have bullied Mommy! Once, he had been powerless to protect his mom from bullies, but now, right under his nose, it was simply too brazen. If he didn’t teach this person a lesson, he might as well be squatting to pee for the rest of his l

It wasn't like before when we could be as uninhibited as we pleased. Yet my husband enjoyed the way I moaned, so his request was more about moderating the volume than stopping entirely. "Darling, I still want more…" I murmured after catching my breath, feeling unsatisfied. But when I turned my head, I saw Gordon had already put on his pants, preparing to leave for work again. Gordon had been incredibly busy lately—he practically lived at the office. This time he only came home because it was my ovulation period, and we were only trying to conceive.

James reassured her. With Summer now safe, James knew there were still matters to attend to. He gently positioned Summer against the wall of the corridor in the movie theater before striding over to Hank with a stern and composed demeanor. "Are you Hank?" James inquired. Moments ago, James's punch had knocked Hank to the ground, making the latter's chest throb with pain. Raising his head, Hank found himself staring directly into James' menacing figure. A profound fear seized him, surrounding him like a shroud of darkness, devoid of any hint of life.

Third Person's POV Asher wasn't sure why Jimmy was acting the way he was. Why did he think they were going to hurt his mate? But if the horrible words that flew from those little boys, that call themselves men, from Jimmy's pack told Asher anything, there's no way Charlie's going back to that pack with him. 'That poor omega's already been through enough hell to last him a lifetime.' Asher thought. As they approach the pack house, Jimmy freezes, his arms wrap around his little mate tighter, pulling his body as flushed to his own, as he possibly could. And even that was still not enough for Jimmy.