Jimmy Hopkins Novels & Stories

Lucy Ten days of keeping my eyes on the streets of New York everyday as I go to work and return from work, but I'm yet to find who I'm looking for. I was able to get his name from the guy at that supermarket he tried to steal from. According to him, Jimmy is a little boy who runs errands for people around here and also pick people's pocket, but nobody knows where he lives. At least none he knows of. I ended up taking a picture of Jimmy which was captured by the supermarket's CCTV.

She speaks very sweetly to me and even suggests we catch up sometime. Everyone at the party so far has greeted me, saying they were dying to meet me. Teammates said I was prettier than Hunter had described. So, he’s talked about me to them then. At the party, there is an exhibition of paintings by a local artist. Hunter leaves to get us something to drink and I stand there admiring the pictures when a man, also in a suit, approaches me. I've seen him on TV before; he is Hunter's colleague. “Hi, my name is Jimmy,” he says, extending his hand. He was British, and I had heard his voice before, I’d say he was an assole!

John Legend all of me blast the speakers while we dance. " you are the most stunning thing I have ever seen "he comments looking me straight in the eyes I mean I am single " Thank you , you look good as well" I am Jacob " I am Amanda " Nice to meet you I definitely want your number seeing you in this dress has had me thinking not so nice things " I smile as I am about to reply Mr Parker slides in "May I have this dance " Ben E king stand by me soothes the crowd as Mr Parker takes my hand he pulls me so close I can smell his cologne he always smelled good.

“I’m so sorry, Pumpkin. You gave me a scare. I didn’t know where or how to start looking because I didn’t want to make things worse.” This, this was what I needed. His chest, his arms, and his warmth. I looked at Nicki; poor girl, it must be hard being single. I can only imagine. ****** It was a beautiful Tuesday morning, and I was already in school. Jimmy has such a thing for fashion; the man dresses like a walking photoshoot. I kept staring at him, whispering in my head: this one is mine. Concentrate, Irish. You wouldn’t want people to start raising eyebrows.

Just then a car up and a finely dressed man steps out of the passenger seat, he has a smirk on his face as he climbs the steps of the gallows and turns to us all, "Welcome, welcome everybody, it's so nice to see you all, now let me introduce myself. my name is Jimmy and well I like it here so I have decided to stay, now I know most of you are rogues and well I'm here to set you all free so if you would like to be a part of my new pack you will be very very welcome or you could be apart of the pack your standing amongst and you will be treated as one of them, it's your choice." A hand from one of the rogues that had been marching with us shoots into the air, Jimmy smiles and says "yes, good m

I closed my eyes, about to jump off a building, when an ill-timed phone ringtone blared. On the other end of the phone came a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with. It was my own voice. "Don't jump, Jack Sterling."

" I'm sorry, but... We believe it's not the Jimmy we're looking for." "Oh no, I'm not really Jimmy. My name is Louis, I work here in freight. But I knew Jimmy. " Did you know? That means..." "Yes, you are late. He passed away three weeks ago." Before I gave up, I insisted on confirming that we were talking about the same person. "Do you know if there's more than one Jimmy or Kimmy that works or lives around here?" " Well... I've lived here since I was born and I only remember him."

he announced. “What?” Susan muttered with jaws dropped, she couldn’t believe it. “Of course, he finally admits it. I have been telling you guys that I am the real Jimmy but you wouldn’t believe me, he is a goddamn fake and I doubt he even lost his memory in the first place. I am sure he is just a gold digger and he had either gotten what he came for or he was tired of playing games and so he came up with new tricks to escape punishment.” Jimmy blurted immediately.

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

I was tearing myself apart inside. Jacob and I were silently watching the destruction of our business, everything we had worked for that I didn’t notice Jimmy. There was no point trying to stop the chumps with crowbars. Jimmy had moved to the back of the bar, rustling around in a black duffel bag. I didn’t even feel the needle slip in until it was too late.