Timmy Timmons Novels & Stories

"Hey there, Timmy," Richie said into his phone after giving the signal for his men to plant a substantial amount of coke in Benson's car. "Is it still kicking? That little toy I bought you last summer," he muttered. Timmy threw his eyes to his trophy sniper rifle sitting on a platter hanging on the wall in his office under the coffee shop. He smiled and said, "she's still kicking as good as she looks."

In short, they feed the less-educated leading humble lives. The affordable, fresh meat they offer to customers has become the talk of town and made them into a success story, with Timmy being its face as Gary couldn’t be too exposed to the public. No thanks to death threats he received being the neatly dressed defender of suspects with shady characters right at first glance. One lazy Saturday afternoon, the couple finally had time to be together and be sweet to each other on their big sofa. Timmy came from lunch with Tess. Gary had played golf with Hugh in the morning as they continued reminiscing their days with Mayor Baltazar.

"Don't worry, Reyna. He won't use up much of my strength. I'll be back after a quick rest." He chuckled again. "Today, I'll show him the difference between an amateur and a pro." The moment he finished speaking, some of the businessmen, eager for drama, offered to provide a bike. Noticing the situation, Timothy began introducing himself. "Good morning, everyone. I'm Timothy Spence, the representative from Vastwave Corp. "I've ridden between 2,000 and 3,000 miles and participated in numerous leagues, including the Tour de Faldoria and various cycling festivals. I've consistently achieved strong results, and my current level is at T1."

When the bell ring all the little leave the playground while i stay on the floor until i see a shadow towering over me, i look up and see timy. "What are you doing here little girl" ~timy "The meanie girl pulled my hair and pushed me" i say with a pout "Did you tell your teacher" ~timy I nod and tell him she got corner time "Then why is the little girl crying" he ask and scoop me up "I want daddy" i pout

I respond, tightening my hold on his waist to stop him from grinding on me, "We don't have time for this, he only agreed to give me five minutes." Eros rolls his eyes and laughs at me, but he moves his body away from mine to make sure we won't be tempted. Still, of course I forget all about Timmy at some point and I'm about to stick my dick inside my man... "Dad? Hurry," Timmy demands from outside, pounding on the door, "I wanna run. He wants to run. He's telling me to go on my own if you don't hurry." I growl and move back. That's why I have to drop everything for Timmy now. His fucking wolf is a rebel. Unlike mine, he's active and eager to exert his power, even this young. He'll turn into

“He’s new-comer…please just give him time your Utmost Prosperity.” “I know it was like that with you once, I remember.” Timmy gave a quick smile as she continued. “I would have assigned Senator Bensosa Shoci to that church, or what do you think?” “I’m in no position to challenge or question your Utmost Prosperity’s omniscience…you know I’m just a mere mortal.” She bent down to rub off some dust on her orange shoes with her right hand, before standing erect with a frown. “Keep an eye on Tonye for me, I don’t trust him.” Timmy was about to respond the next moment, but she wouldn’t have heard him as she had long walked through the wall.

Tim asks why Amy rejects him, this is whenever a lady first has dismissed him, since every one of the young ladies he approaches quickly give the number and he doesn't need to say two words. He took a gander at Amy and ventured nearer to Amy, Amy ventured back a little. "For what reason are you dismissing me?" Tim asked her truly. "Aren't you one of the individuals from the Second Chance Band right?" Amy asked him. "Correct, that is me, I'm a bassist!" Tim's pleased. "All things considered, all things considered, you will have a great deal of well-known young ladies; you will simply welcome them out! Alright, bye!" After speaking Amy quickly convoluted and left him.

She always says she is too busy for love, but I think if it slapped her smack dab in the face, she would follow it, damn the consequences. "Sorry you couldn't get your story." "Oh please. You know me better than that. I don't plan on giving up. I'll get my story on all of this if it kills me. What I actually wanted to talk to you about was officer Timmons." "What about him?" Born and raised here, I know damn well who George Timmons is. He is the cop everyone knows because he doesn't necessarily follow all the rules. He had known for years what the MC was doing and knew that if he arrested any of them for drugs, then the real criminals would take over. Once Austin took reigns and let the whol

Then he sent one of his men to communicate what he wanted to say to me. “He also told me to inform you that he’ll be taking you out for dinner tonight. Be ready by 7.” I put down the boring economics book I’d been ‘reading’ before Ricco interrupted me and crossed my arms against my chest. “I’m sorry, Ricco, that I didn’t hear a word you said. You glitched as you said that last statement. Could it be that it’s because you’re not the one supposed to be telling me this?” “Signora–”

Danielle waved her hand. “I’m not guessing anymore. Tell me, who is it?” Timothy responded, “Tsk, you’re so impatient, Sis. Think about it carefully. What’s my name?” He pointed to himself. “Think carefully.” “Are you crazy? You’re Tim.” “Yeah, so think again who the Timmons Group’s CEO could be.” Danielle was surprised. “You?” Timothy clapped his hands speechlessly. “Yeah, it’s me! Sis, you’re so good at studying, but how come you can't figure out something like this? I can’t praise you for being smart anymore.”