Scary Godmother: Jimmy Novels & Stories

He titters, laughing. "You and Ryder deserved each other! Two pathetic matching souls who can't do anything right." H shakes his head with disgust. Picking up a barstool he raises it over his head. I lean back on one arm, raising the other to shield my head, waiting for the brutal impact, closing my eyes. Moments later, I hear a deathly thud, I peer up to see Jimmy's eyes roll back as he falls to the ground with the stool in his hands. "Oh SHIT!!!" My eyes shift to see my saviour who's now standing there panicking as blood pools around Jimmy's head.

This is getting out of hand. At that, Scott looks at the three of us and starts running towards the stairs. -Grab the broom, Monique! - Jim yells as he starts chasing after him. It takes me a little while to process everything, but I move and follow Jim up the stairs. In the hallway, we see Scott enter my room. -Perverted! You will not escape! - Jim yells when we both walk into my room. Scott looks at us in horror, then at the window. Oh no.

Its sting resonated through my heart and cheek. I turned to her furiously. “Did you just hit me mom?” I questioned intently. “Get it together Audrey!!” My mom screamed angrily. “Report it to the police and what next?” “Do you really think Jimmy's killer is a mere personnel? He clearly wants to use our family to bring down the Royales family and we can't obviously do that. Not after they agreed to help us.” “Help?” “This is so crazy!” “Like mom!! For the love of humanity, this is so unfair, to Jimmie especially.”

A second later, he started shouting. "What the hell are you talking about? My dad bought this for me! Get out of here, you broke loser. Nobody wants to hear your crazy talk!" "Broke loser?" I repeated the words slowly, the corner of my mouth curling up. Uncle Keith and Mom came rushing over when they heard the commotion. The moment Mom saw me, her expression turned ugly. "Sawyer Reeves! Have you lost your mind? What are you doing here making a scene? Get out of here, now!"

***** Meanwhile, at The Madon's mansion, Jimmy stared at the dinner on the table and almost cried. The food looks so strange that even Maverick that cooked it couldn't taste it. “Go on! Have a taste of your dinner. Next time you'll call me Whitney and not fatty,” Whitney urged them while smiling. Jimmy reluctantly tasted it and spat it out immediately. He put his hands together showing an apology sign and cried out, “Fatt... Aunt Whitney!!! I'm sorry. I won't say it again. Please, don't let daddy prepare dinner again!!”

On turning on the door knob, standing Infront of me, draped in a black tuxedo and his brown hair neatly cut in a bob style was none other than my crush, Jimmy Flicher. I’d always adored him from afar even though I knew he and I could never be as he was Alpha Chase son and was always surrounded by prettier girls than me but--- “MATE!” Marion screamed excitedly. “Oh my gosh, Jimmy is our mate!” I was excited; happy even that this was the grande present the moon goddess had in store for me. This out- of- a- fairytale concept that was about to turn my life around for good but---

he questioned, irritation clearly showing in his voice. "Because I don’t want to come with you! Why is that so hard for you to understand!!!" I retorted, not letting his height intimidate me. But he possessed more strength than I could wrestle with. He was in the process of pulling me away when I felt another strong grip on my other arm. I turned around to see that it was Jimmie. Oh, was I happy to see him. "Let go of my wife, you disgusting pest." One punch from Jimmie was all it took to knock the guy out. If he hadn’t been drunk, that punch might not have dropped him so easily.

Scarlett POV “I’ve got it.” I already had the app open. Jimmy appeared at my shoulder like he’d been waiting for the opening. “I can drive you.” Every muscle in my body locked. The cedar and smoke of his scent pressed too close. I took one deliberate step back. “No need. My friend’s already on the way.” Susan didn’t miss a beat. She hooked her arm through Jimmy’s and steered him toward the exit, her voice low but carrying. “Leave her alone. She’s been through enough. And if Regina finds out you’re still pushing after she already shut you down, you’ll have bigger problems than a few rejected flowers.”

My mother was bleeding… I remembered the broken shelves and the words she just told me recently. Before I knew it, I started fighting Cassandra in the air. “Enough!” Damon yelled and struck her on the arm. Cassandra dropped to the floor, coughing. Damon rushed to Scarlett first and looked straight at her wound. “It’s not silver. She will heal.” Then he turned to me. He tapped my shoulders gently, bringing me back from that edge. “Annie, breathe. I’ve got you.” The anger left my body for a while. I hurried to my mother to hold her and make sure she was safe and doing well. Then, she smiled slightly at me. “I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this.

I wanted nothing more than to throw myself on her. The last bit of sense left in me told me I could not do that. Rose was right outside, and Emma was still my goddaughter. I could not be that much of an animal. I reached out my hand and scratched where Emma was itchy. "That feels good. Kyle, but scratch the side too." Following Emma's instructions, I scratched hard a few more times. Emma's face turned as red as an apple, and her body trembled even harder. "Kyle, I think it itches even more inside."