Kickin It Kim Novels & Stories

And as for me, I experienced my worst headache in a very long time. Kim abruptly cried, leaping to her feet, "Enough, all of you." Unsurprisingly, everyone listened to what she had to say. Without without moving, Kim exuded threatening presence because to her short, coarse dark hair that framed her angular facial features. Even on her face, the scars that adorned her tall, lean body were numerous. She was covered by a black leather jacket and tight black pants, but I'm quite sure I saw her take two separate blades out of her pockets at one point to trim her nails.

Kim took a step closer, her hand resting lightly on Jess’s shoulder, the gesture so casually invasive that Jess’s skin crawled beneath the contact. “Aww, little Jess is being so serious,” Kim cooed mockingly, her voice soft but laced with malice. “Now, let’s discuss the deal we made, shall we?” A cold wave of horror swept through Jess, freezing her in place as the memories came flooding back, vivid and suffocating. Kim’s touch sent a sickening reminder of the past—one Jess had tried to bury, but which haunted her still. It wasn’t just the weight of the deal, but the visceral knowledge of what Kim was capable of. “It seems like you’ve forgotten the pact we made all those years ago,” Kim’s voi

They play on pain. My fingertips brushed against the bullet. Latching on to it I swiftly yanked it out and dropped it on the ground. The relief was instant and the wound closed in seconds. Jumping to my feet I prepared myself for their next move. "We'll aren't you Ms. G.I Jane" Kim sniped looking me up and down. "Got your little black shorts, tank top, boots and even the ponytail to complete it" she ended with jealously burning in her eyes.

She straightened. “I’m sorry. That hot musta’ knock you out.” He laughed and she found herself laughing too. He stretched his hand. “Brian…I’m with Kane.” He pointed towards the stage. Kim nodded and received his hand. They shook. “Kimberly Spice. Secretary at CULID.” Brian looked pleased. “Pleasure to meet you. Can I call you Kim?” “Sure.” Brian examined her now. “You look good…I mean…gorgeous.” Kim smiled. “It was a pleasure meeting you.” She started to walk past him but stopped. When she turned to face him, she caught him staring at her.

I blew out a laugh in disbelief. “She really doesn’t get it.” Flint sounded as dumbfounded as I felt. I shook my head, turning away from her. Her footsteps followed me again. I stopped outside the locker room, turning to her. Her eyes widened slightly as I leaned into her. “Do you have a dick, Kimberly?” I whispered, and her brow furrowed in confusion. “No.” “Then stay the fuck out of the guy's locker room.” My voice was cold as I pushed the door open, leaving her standing there like the idiot she was.

Kim Jae seemed to get his energy back. *Chibi = small child Kim Jae ran back towards the five annoying bandits. He jumped into the air, throwing a circular kick right into the tall man's face. The tall bandit lost his balance because of Kim Jae's kick earlier. It just so happened that Kim Jae was wearing those high-soled sneakers. So, just one kick was enough to knock the bandit to the ground. Remember, even though Kim Jae is more than 40 years old, the way he dresses is like a young man in his 20s.

The truth had settled in like a lump in her throat—there was no escape. As Kim walked toward the door, she shot a glance at Karina. “Move,” she ordered, and Karina reluctantly followed her, limping slightly but keeping her head high. Kim was a stone wall in front of her, unforgiving and cold. They walked down the long corridor, and Karina’s mind spun with everything that had happened. As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, Karina turned, crossing her arms over her chest. “What is this? What kind of sick game are you playing, Kim? I’m not your toy.”

Kim nodded. Kim is a handsome young man in his early thirties; he is vibrant, intelligent and a computer addict. He won lots of computer creation awards and trophies for being the fastest finger computer tech in San Francisco. His fangs teeth were his charm and his ocean blue eyes grabs the heart of any lady with just one stare. Kelvin joined them downstairs as he and Kim left for the company.

Playing on the Bluetooth. “I am here” I text Rebecca. “Coming” she replies. In about five minutes, I hear the gate open and I see her walking toward me. I quickly get down from the car and waltz to the other side. Then I see her clearly. A red dress clings to her curves like it was made for her. A slit runs up one leg, exposing skin as she walked. Her hair is pinned with a small clutch. She has on red lipstick clutching a small gold bag with heels that suits her perfectly.

IVY Me and Ana walked into the hall, both dressed to kill. I had to look my absolute best if I wanted to be seen—if I wanted them to take me seriously. I overheard some people whispering about Damien and his wife. They were expecting them. Of course, she wasn’t here. And the last thing I needed was anything to ruin this business conference. This was a huge opportunity for Damien’s company, for me… I needed to keep my guard up. No mistakes. As I walked in, head high, heels clicking on the marble floor, the room buzzed with murmurs. All eyes weren’t on me yet—they were busy talking about Damien, his mysterious wife, speculating, gossiping.