Tim Daly Novels & Stories

He kept looking at his watch, annoyed until he us. I took that as my cue to leave the car and walk to him. He eyes me up and down and licked his lips before offereing his hand. I put my hand in his and he brought it to his mouth, kissing the back of it. He then smiled at me, showcasing his yellowing teeth. “When they said my date was beautiful, I didn’t imagine she was this pretty. You are very gorgeous.” “Thank you, sir.” “Call me Alonzo. The girls also call me daddy.” He remarked with an ugly laugh that turned into a heavy cough. I looked away in fear that some of his saliva would fall on my face.

Rinaldi's impromptu departure though, had ensured that was not to be. The thrill of having Alejandro in his custody was almost non-existent, as he thought of how much he would miss his dear friend. Rinaldi was quirky, funny, and was filled with wit and mirth. He was the one ray of sunshine that had pulled him out of gloom in his dark days, he could pull a smile out of him with one word. His jovial nature was unrivaled in the compound, and Caleb was certain the entire pack would feel his absence. Even more than the pack though…

"I'm short on time. I need to redo a batch of cookies that must be finished by this evening. I want to be done before Keia drops off the kids." I sit down and unwrap the sandwich Dale got me. I take a bite and moan, not realizing how hungry I am. The tomato is juicy, the lettuce is crunchy, and the chicken is seasoned perfectly. "Well, let's hope he doesn't cause any problems for you. I enjoy having you right across from me. "You've been a great friend," I say with my mouth full. Dale is a good-looking guy. He's tall and slim, with chestnut-colored hair, fair skin, and the most vibrant blue eyes I've ever seen. I'd be interested in him if I had yet to experience the best the world has to off

A holiday romance is one thing, but I don't even know him, not really, I'm still not sure if I like him or if it's just that he's so similar to Coal that it feels like I've known and loved him my entire life. "Good morning everyone, it's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Gale comes skipping down the stairs with a massive smile on her face, Darius following behind her pulling his jacket on and it's obvious what they've spent the morning doing. "Darius has to go to work, but he had a message this morning to say they've traced the murderer a few towns over so we're free to go out as long as we stay towards the north coast." "Great, let's go then." Damien jumps up from his seat, shoving his feet in hi

Also, he could read anyone's thoughts if he wanted, but he believed it was a privacy invasion, and he only did it when necessary. Right now, he had tried his best not to, but he couldn't help himself as several women in the club had his name in their thoughts. "Hello, beauties," Trevor mumbled. He nodded toward the bartender, who had a huge grin and was about to take his order. "Dirty martini." He husked, and the bartender, whose name on his badge reads Timmy nodded. "I'll take sex on the beach." The redhead in the two women winked, then turned to Trevor.

I declined. "Oh come on," he pushed on, "he told me you do this amazing thing with your ton-" "Connor." he yelled and he immediately stopped talking. I chuckled, knowing exactly what the fuck was going on, "I can't believe this." "Jade I-" "No," I sighed, "it's fine." I picked up my tray and walked out of the cafeteria.

Dad asks from the door. “Yes, just finished the last few touches,” grandma smiles. “Sirena said it’s time, let’s head on to the garden and start,” dad looks to me, struck by his little girl. “Remi Esmeray Dawson, my gorgeous daughter, you will do great things in your life, I always knew you were going to be special,” My dad wiped a hand down his face to stop before he cried in front of everyone. “Is Wyatt down there already?” I asked dad.

I sighed wearily guiding him toward my office. It was barely eleven on a Tuesday morning, but I wanted it to be Sunday so badly. "I guess you have news,” I said once in my office. Alex nodded as he sat down across from me. “Josh Daley lives outside of Brooklyn, he's forty years old, and the longest he has lasted in a job has been five months.” “Wife? Children?” "Nope, but he lives with his mother,” he replied with a shrug, "What do you intend to do with this information?"

Damian said he wanted us to go on this trip now, that we were young and healthy, after listening to my former CEO talk about how he would love to go on a world tour after his wife recovers. His wife died a few weeks after the party. God bless her soul. Tomorrow is not certain, what we have is now. We should do all we can, in making it count. We bid our farewells to our friends and family before we took off. My mum and his mum would be taking care of Alex before we get back. "So Mrs. Anderson, now that we are alone, what do you need from me, name anything you need, and you will have it," Damian said seductively.

Nic looked at me and I hated that I was thinking about the cabin, which meant my face was not as serious as it should have been. I nodded to avoid them staring too long. "You need to tell us everything." "Ok. Fatty is my boss." he held onto the wound on his thigh that was gushing blood and at that rate, He would die from the wound infection than from any bullet I was going to shoot him with. "Does fatty have a real name?" He blinked once, twice and I stepped closer, catching a whiff of something unpleasant from him. "Finn Connolly. But we all call him fatty, everyone calls him fatty."