Kimmy Kim Novels & Stories

A man shows up, a very handsome creature who almost drops Alex’s panties in a stare. The man was 5’11 tall and his eyes were royal blue, His red lips are soft the way you look at them and he has a pointed nose, His body is moonlit so you can see his Adonis-liked body with six-pack abs. This man has a perfect face and has an attractive body. Alex was stunned by the handsome creature in front of her, She didn’t know If she was scared or nervous because the handsome creature in front of her was none other than Kimberly Joy Dragneel. She is better known by the name Kim. A.K.A Kim THE fuckboy.

she replied with a warm smile, extending her hand for a handshake. Kimberly’s eyes shone in admiration at the beauty, boldness and strength that was being displayed before her. “Uh, I'm Kimberly, Kimberly Silversmith,” Kimberly chuckled. “I know,” Sheila smiled, “And you Kimberly, is going to be my new best friend!” “Huh?” Kimberly was starstruck! She barely had friends not to talk of a badass best friend like her. It had an air to unreality.

Kim is a 24-year-old beautician. She lives with Sam who is one of her best friends from elementary school. Her other best friend is Raine who is married to the President of the Hell's Veterans MC club. Kim, Sam, and Raine grew up together. After Kim finished beauty school, she moved in with Sam and Raine. Sam is a nurse at the local hospital. The girls moved away from their hometown after college. They lived together until Raine moved in with Jax. Kim met Ice who is the Vice President of the club when they were invited to the bar.

kamur replied with a grin on his face. "Hope you haven't done anything stupid because you have been really scarce" Amir said "Well I saw you sneaking into a room, seems you should be asking yourself that question" kamur said Amir wasn't shocked that kamur was aware of his movement kamur was a very vigilant man. He always knew she happened around him even with his eyes closed . "Well I .... " Amir was cut short when Keon badged in on them. Kamur was indeed shocked act the how he'd come in unannounced and his first instinct was to defend Amir. So he prevented Keon from moving any further.

“Kim, how may I help you?” Alpha Damoeb asked her with a smile on his face. Kimberly was startled because he called her Kim instead of ‘Kimberly’. “Uhm…i-i came to seek your help for something.” Kimberly hesitated to say to him because she was still in shock. “What is it that you need help for?” Kimberly was finding the whole thing a little weird. First, it's his uncontrollable smile and then it's the way he kept staring at her.

Cameron takes a step, her eyes never parting with him. "I swear to you that I would never hurt you so you can relax" Kim wanted her to be calm. She was nervous and that made him feel bad. Has anyone hurt her in the past? There was something about Kim that was different from Liam. While Liam was conceited in his own little world and pain, Kim was good with humans. He was like a psychic or something. He could see right through Cameron, she was happy but there was something that was not just right with the way she acted.

Arching an eyebrow, I tried to read the words that sprouted out of her mouth. “Mind repeating once again?” I said, taking off the earphones. “I said, did your friends fucking ditch you for being the hungry slut you are?” She almost yelled, grabbing the attention of the crowd surrounding us. Massaging my right ear, I looked at her in confusion. “Kassie, once more, I cant seem to hear you.” “Its Kate.” She gritted out. “Look Kimberley, I’m not interested in your blabbering, leave.” I said, nonchalantly.

The contrast of her—soft, warm, and expressive—against the darkness of the underground fighting world made her look like something otherworldly. And for some goddamn reason, Kane liked hearing her talk. Which was new. He pulled off his hoodie, leaving him in his fitted white t-shirt. He heard her inhale sharply, her green eyes flickering to his exposed arms, where ink covered his skin. The dim lighting in the car made her red hair shine. He smirked as he started the car. "So, uhmm..." she cleared her throat, shifting in her seat. "How old are you?" Kane kept his eyes on the road. "Twenty-nine. You?"

My personal assistant. She sealed the door. She sauntered to where I sat, taking off her coat. What remained on her were just her black net long socks. Her almost too revealing see-through mini gown. “What’re you doing Kim? You’ve forgotten where we are? This is a hospital,” I balled my eyes. “I know, Jay. But it's been such a long time. I’ve missed you.” “Don't you miss me?” She purred sexily. Let's say, Kimberly and I have always been fuck buddies.

I sign, then realize the futility and pull out my phone to type instead. Before Raymond can answer, a voice cuts through the morning air—high-pitched, saccharine, and instantly recognizable. "Good morning, everyone!" No. Please, no. I turn slowly, already knowing what I'll see. Kimberly sashays toward us, her blonde hair perfectly curled despite the early hour, wearing skin-tight leggings and a crop top that shows more skin than is practical for a tracking mission. Her lips curve into that practiced smile, the one that never reaches her eyes.