Julius Zimmerman Novels & Stories

Kenny's pov The night was cold, a storm seemed to be coming and there was an ominous feeling hanging in the air. I climbed the steps up to my room in the attic with slow steps, my body hurt from the beating I took today. When I finally reached my room I just fell on my small mattress that lay on the cold floor, not caring if I haven't changed yet. My body felt like led, the aches just to much to even think about moving to undress myself, I didn't care at this point if the blood was getting on my measly blanket or if the dirt was getting everywhere. A bright light suddenly shined into my small window lighting up the room so I couldn't see what was going on and I couldn't open up my eyes. Ther

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

Soon, he got an answer. “Mr. Douglas, I found out who he is! The man’s name is Jack Zimmer,” Gavin said. “Jack Zimmer? The son of the Zimmer family?” Keller frowned. He was from Somerton, and the Douglas family was one of the top three families in the Lannopolis province. The Zimmer family of Rivenesco was small in comparison to the Douglas family. “Is there something special about the Zimmer family?” he asked.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

Russell stands, clenching his jaw and fisting his hands. "I'm not. She's crazy if she thinks I will move in with that scumbag. Ugg, I need to call dad. He needs to know what's going on. If anyone can stop her, it's him." "Oh, Mr. Julian Adam's he's the sweetest man in the whole world," Kim says as she looks heavenward and sighs. I roll my eyes smiling. I nod and can't help but look toward Russell. He's pensive, pacing towards the balcony with his hands crossed over his chest. Brandon and Kim give each other an exchanged look and clear their throat.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Meanwhile at Zimmer Inc “Donovan…” Ross said in a stern, warning tone. “I have it done.” Donovan assured as he slid the documents out of the envelope before handing over to Ross. Ross examined them before passing it over to his mother. “In the event of the death of Douglas Zimmer and his inherent heir, Ace Zimmer, the properties and the whole of the Zimmer empire have been inherited by his younger legitimate son, Ross Zimmer.” Brittany, his mother read out loud. “Hell yeah!” She commented, a huge smile on his face.

Neither of us want to be here, but we have to, we need to find out what the hell is going on with our packs. The door opens slightly and a small scrawny looking man appears, shaggy blonde hair shuffled around while wearing jeans and a colored polo shirt with a white lab coat. He pushes his black-framed glasses up from his face and says in a shaky voice, “Can, can I help you?” “James Lucas?” Zander asks him. “Yes,” he lets out nothing more than a squeak this time. “We were wondering if we could have a moment of your time to discuss some things privately,”

“I don’t want to risk losing you again.” “You won’t,” I promised. “But I won’t hide while others bleed to keep us safe. I can help, Liam. You know I can. I know Darius, how he thinks, how he moves. I spent enough time in his cage to understand what he’s planning. He is not alone in how he is working, one can easily tell, but there are those who are also captive under his reign. We are going to need to put a stop to all of this.”

I thought he would have his fingers brought to in between my legs so I waited and waited and waited… until he smirked and stood up. What the fuck did just happen… “No fucking until you’re well rested.” That was he said before he made himself busy on his royal table. The silence enveloping us inside his cabin was even more painful to hear than the noise of children shouting and screaming in the omega area. Jacob was busy opening up sealed letters, reading them, then throwing them into a trashcan. He would take a gaze at me from minute to minute. And every time he do that, I would look away and keep my eyes busy with the things that are in this cabin.