Jimmy Hopkins Novels & Stories

The caller was an old man. "Hello, Grandpa Juan. What can I do for you?" Jimmy Juan was not only an outstanding pianist in the Cathysia music industry, but he was also a very nice person. He was a truly talented and kind person. Furthermore, Jimmy was a friend of Henry's teacher and had even taught Henry piano. Henry considered Jimmy to be his teacher. It was also because of Jimmy that Henry could harmonize the melody of a traditional piano with that of a modern piano and play music at an excellent level.

He chanted: “Ouvrie, Ouvrie, Open for me ALL-EE-AY!” under his breath. The closer he got to the spot, the more self-conscious Jimmy became. He didn’t want to draw attention to himself. He knew he looked ridiculous skipping down the street trying to remember all the moves Vince had thrown. He felt like an embarrassing uncle getting up to dance at a teenage party.

I blurred out some details about the fight club, for Dylan's sake. "This is quite the plot, and I figured my life was a movie, but yours may just be a best seller." Her back flattens against the headboard. I giggle and then play with the idle strands of my hair. "So you and Jimmy are over? I should kick his fucking junk for toying with you like that. The nerve of that bastard!" "Jimmy was a pawn, an important pawn, but he was the messenger. The actual villain of the story is Harper." "And he was in this dorm? I should get the entire place sprayed and rid of his scent."

" Jaehyun heard it loud and clear, but he has to hear it again and confirm it. making sure he wasn't just imagining things. "Oh, yeah, let's sit down first. "I have something to say to you." Jimmy guided Hyun to the nearest bench to sit down, thinking Jaehyun might help him understand his weird dreams. They sit down facing each other, and Jimmy holds Jaehyun's hands, locking them together. "So the thing is," Jimmy breathes in and out before he begins. "It's been a month now since I've been having these weird dreams." Jimmy took a deep breath before continuing. He wasn't sure if Jaehyun would believe him or think of him as crazy.

“Father, we’re in trouble. Moses and I came to Swallowston to take Joanna back. We got into a confrontation with her boyfriend and… The guy killed Moses.” “What?!” Patrick was shocked and asked in a concerned tone, “Are you all right, Jim?” “I’m fine. He was going to kill me too but I managed to overpower him by kicking him before I fled. I couldn’t save Moses in time though.” Jimmy was lying to boost his image in his father’s eyes. Patrick heaved a sigh of relief and replied, “I want you to stay put, Jim. I’ll be there in two hours. Find somewhere to hide until I get there. This time, I’m bringing a professional.”

Only a few people know my real name—Smokey Dalton—and even fewer know that Jimmy isn’t my biological son. I adopted Jimmy not quite legally after I had to get him out of Memphis two years ago. He had seen Doctor Martin Luther King Jr.’s assassin, and knew that the killer wasn’t James Earl Ray. I knew—and still know—that if the killers ever find out where Jimmy is, he won’t make it through the day. Jim was ten then. He would turn twelve a week from Thursday, and the Grimshaws and I had a surprise party planned for the weekend. Until he moved to Chicago, Jimmy had never had a party for his birthday, or much of a birthday at all.

"That concluded our interview thankfully as I needed a cold shower. Mark Langford Senior Staff Editor, Hot Asian Honeys Jimmy puts down the magazine. His heart is racing, along with his mind. "Jesus Christ... she has an 18 year old son named Jimmy that she simply adores. Could this mean that for the day he will be... Jimmy." He lays back in the bed committing to memory everything he read in her bio as his eyes get heavy. Soon he is fast asleep, and very far away from his former dreary and hopeless life.

He was right, I always walk instead of jog because I had a camera which I always used to capture anything fascinating before my eyes, but now I lost that camera. "Can't you be a gentleman for once?" I barked and walked closer to him. "But you aren't a gentle lady… you're more like the serious type and hardly smile to guys like me" he replied. "Snap out of it! Are we going or what?". I asked as he groaned at me. Jimmy didn't reply, but his gestures implied am in. We jogged across the street and I had my headphone on just like Jimmy. This time around, he was dancing across each street we passed, which was wonderful. I was running exhausted because this man didn't seem tired, but I was, and I w

We did our signature greeting before walking to the parking lot. "I introduce you to my newest baby..." He stated the moment we walked over to a range rover."It seems the old lady is keeping you well..." I teased. "I make sure she is satisfied in bed..." He winked and we both got into the car laughing.Jimmy moved to Los Angeles when he was eighteen years old and got married to this lonely desperate rich 50-year old woman who was in need of love.That's how he became , a young millionaire and with time a well known web developer.If that's not luck then what do we call it? Unlike me who is stuck between a crazy woman and a sweet girl who brings peace in my chaotic life, a father who doesn't app

he asked as he spread his arms open for a hug. “Jimmy!” I exclaimed excitedly, then jumped into his arms. “You didn't tell me you're coming out today” “Yeah, I wanted to surprise my baby” he replied as he patted my back gently. Jimmy and I are childhood friends, we've both been through hell together… Oh, we're friends with benefits too, mainly because he understands why I'm addicted to sèx. He was arrested last year, and sent to prison for involving in a fight and murdering someone, but I know he was framed because the Jimmy I know wouldn't even hurt a fly.