Julius Zimmerman Novels & Stories

I saw Gina leave, her black high ponytail swinging slightly as she left, the sound of her beige heels clicking against the floor fading. Since we were the dominant packs, I took the seat at the other end of the table with Marcus on my right and James on my left. James constantly peeked a glance at Marcus. Even though the man looked older than Marcus, he exuded more nervous energy than us. I glanced at alpha Caius who was currently scrolling through his phone. Sudden;y he looked up and our gazes met. I immediately averted my gaze. That was embarrassing. The other two packs trickled in. We exchanged formal greetings before everyone was seated in their place. I saw Harmony walk in and take a se

amusement shone in her hazel orbs, "a diamond-encrusted nail clipper." "That was lame," Jaxon deadpanned, shaking his head as he rolled the sleeves of his white button-down up to his elbows. They were always folded because he always had a sketch pad in hand with a pencil. Today was no different, "Q, what do you think of this?" He asked, showing me what he had been working on.

“Don’t mention it.” Upon saying that, Kayson hung up the call and looked toward Skyler. Meanwhile, Skyler was already feeling admiration for Kayson. He said cautiously, “Kayson, what’s with your conversation with my father earlier?” Kayson smiled and pointed at the impudent young man while he asked, “Who is he?” Skyler hastily said, “He’s Glen Zimmer, and we went to the same university together.” Kayson said, “That’s the person planning on manipulating you.”

She rifled through her mind for any scrap of info on this man. He carried himself with an air that screamed 'not here for the money,' and then there was that last name—Zimmer… In a heartbeat, her resistance melted away. No more fight left in her. "I've heard rumors about a special assistant named Zimmer working for Walter, the big boss of Gordon Group. What are the odds... you're him?"

Mr. Zenith's Office After the call, I was relieved to know that he was not angry with me. Having settled that, I joined the Zoom meeting. My contribution during the meeting was apt and it marveled many people. Previously, I would be quiet and listen to other speakers. Sometimes, I would be lost in thought. That day was no different. I was alert throughout. They were happy with my ideas, which would help the young miners to grow, while I was happy with the healing that Julius had brought my way.

He confesses that he doesn't feel up to going to school, and Travis understands, assuring him that he'll notify the school of his absence. Julius musters a small smile, appreciating Travis's understanding. With his bowl left in the sink, Julius retreats back upstairs to get dressed, his energy depleted and his spirits low. He settles for comfortable attire, not planning to leave the confines of his home on this particular day. Returning to the living room, he absentmindedly flips through TV channels until he stumbles upon an episode of "The Walking Dead." The thought of fictional zombies brings a fleeting sense of relief, a temporary escape from his own turmoil.

I married someone who shared my values and dreams. Ten more years passed. One day, after finishing an academic conference, I drove to my son’s kindergarten to pick him up. On the way, I saw an old man collecting recyclables by the roadside. He called out to me. I studied him for a long moment before I realized who he was. Ken Zimmer. His eyes were full of exhaustion, as if life had worn him down to nothing. Only when he saw the little boy holding my hand did a faint light appear in them.

Jeremy turned around and held out his hand. "Rose, don't let go! Don't ever let go!" He screamed out. I held out my hand and dramatically fanned myself. "I'll never let go Jack!" Helena hit me with the broom and I chuckled. "Good night, Helena. Good night my baby boy!" Jeremy cracked a smile and threw his arm over Lillian's shoulder. But Lillian threw it off and dragged him by his arm. "We should get Jeremy drunk my often. He's very entertaining." Helena shook her head and I bent down and helped her clean up the glass pieces.

Lucia also ignored my phone, she just took care of me all day and gave me love, while the time passed slowly. The next day I could walk and lie down in bed like a normal person, I no longer depended on Lucia to get up and change my clothes, I remembered how difficult it had been to live a few hours ago. However, when I left the room to join Matheus, my girlfriend's father was in the living room. He looked at me somewhat indignantly. "So you're Jared Ackerman?" "Uh... Yeah..." "The wolves in the woods are pretty weird, especially the ones in your family. Did you know your dad was a mobster and did time?"

His eyes remained wide open for a while as he rolled them from time to time. They lived far abit, but a walking distance from Ban, a city that he is said to have abandoned due to an overturn and was overthrown by an Omega. He was strong, but never stronger than his Omega. Ozouf then decided to leave to the upper side of the hill as he lived with Viv, Phelan their daughter and Ziff as well.