Jimmy Johnson Novels & Stories

He kept looking at his watch, annoyed until he us. I took that as my cue to leave the car and walk to him. He eyes me up and down and licked his lips before offereing his hand. I put my hand in his and he brought it to his mouth, kissing the back of it. He then smiled at me, showcasing his yellowing teeth. “When they said my date was beautiful, I didn’t imagine she was this pretty. You are very gorgeous.” “Thank you, sir.” “Call me Alonzo. The girls also call me daddy.” He remarked with an ugly laugh that turned into a heavy cough. I looked away in fear that some of his saliva would fall on my face.

Johnson's life was filled with happiness once again. A few weeks later, A man named John, who was working as a mechanic. He was always reliable and responsible, and his customers loved him. But one day, one of his regular customer got into a car accident on their way to work. They weren’t seriously injured, but their car was totaled. But he didn't know who the person his,so he tried to find out.

She asked. “The young man you were speaking to earlier, he is the manager to a model, who happens to be the brand ambassador of Browns Inc, in Korea.” Vince replied. “Oh, I had no idea. I was only asking for direction, I initially wanted to have a conversation with Michael. Hence, my presence at his grand opening. But I backed out at the last minute, I guess I am not yet ready to see him.” Mrs Johnson explained, letting out a deep breath. “How about Imani and myself come around for sometime, before we return to America.” Vince suggested.

In the cold night with crickets buzzing around, Alexander Johnson was driving home from his company’s third years anniversary party. It was said that, Alexander although beautiful than most women in the country and beyond, he was considered the most ruthless and heartless business man in the business world. At the young age of nineteen, he succeed the John and John Company. The company was said to be bankrupt but he built it up to be one of the best companies in the country and beyond in less than a year.

He replied focusing on the TV screen and choosing his football club. OK, sorry for keeping you in the dark. My name is Rotimi Williams, also known as Zeus. I am sure you would have known most details about me from Action god stories, but that was 5 years ago. Now I am 22 years old. I have been living in the city of New York for the past five years. Jackson is the son of my neighbor. He is a 7 year old boy who loves playing with me. He comes every weekend to play games on my PS10 game console. He is quite Intelligent for his age and he is a real gamer.

“Oh, John… You will like Lance Hamilton a lot, trust me on this! He’s a brilliant businessman, with such an interesting vision about sport… And all his employees love him. He has a fantastic health insurance plan. All his products are made in the States, he’s not shipping jobs or production overseas. What else can I tell you about him…? Oh, yes… He is a regular contributor to a half dozen charities and…” “Okay, okay… He is perfect! The guy is a real saint… I get it…” John exclaimed and held up his hands in surrender. “How do other men ever measure up?” “Oh, cut the sarcasm, will you?” John smiled looking at her expression, then checked his wristwatch and let out a sigh. “Sorry to break this

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"You can even sit next to me. I promise not to abuse you again." He winks and I roll my eyes, pushing back the grin I think he already saw. I'm immediately pissed at myself because there's something about him I like. And the last thing I want is some random dude thinking I need help. "Nope, I'm good. I'm pretty sure I can at least find a seat." "I'm Brad Davis, by the way." He reaches out his hand and I take it because what else am I supposed to do? "Um, Candice-Candice Crawford."

When I got to the door I smoothed out my gown and put on a remorseful expression. "Oh my God I'm so sorry I'm this late, the traffic was bad," I apologized, feigning remorse. "That's fine Miss Quinton we didn't wait for too long," a middle-aged man with blue eyes and dirty blonde hair whom I assumed was the lawyer said. "I'm John Morton, Mr. Forbes' Lawyer," he stretched out his hand for a handshake and I politely took it. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Morton, I'm Giordana Quinton, although I'm sure you must be aware of that by now," I replied smoothly.

JAX I want to tear this dude’s fucking face off right now. It’s taking everything I have to hold my wolf at bay while I keep him pinned against the wall by the throat, trying to piece together in my mind what the fuck just happened. This guy is a reserve squad recruit- I think his name is Tommy or Tony or something? And I could’ve sworn he was dating Quinn’s friend from Stillwater, so why the hell would he be putting the moves on Quinn?