Timmy Vicky Novels & Stories

Vicky, my seven-year-old son, trailed behind, his eyes alight with curiosity. As we made our way to the departure gate, my headache intensified. I desperately needed a moment of respite from the constant clamor surrounding me. However, my hope for a peaceful moment evaporated when I noticed Vicky engrossed in a flirtatious exchange with a little girl around Jay's age. Vicky had always been precocious, his charm radiating effortlessly. It wasn't uncommon for him to capture the attention of those around him. But this time, his innocent attempts at flirting seemed to irk the girl's father, who stood nearby, his brows furrowed in mild irritation.

The doctor went inside and got to Vicky who was fuming with anger. “Hey. You asked me to tell this Aiden guy to take care of you. I have told him exactly that. But you never mentioned that he was a hunk, girl. You are lucky!” the doctor seemed starstruck, “Is he Aiden Lockwood?” “Can you please stop speaking?” Vicky spat with rage, “Gosh! You are a chatterbox! Let me think. What should I come up with to trap him further?” She thought aloud. “Oh, I have told him that you have miscarried and …” Slap!

Vicky sighs and quickly changes tactic, pasting a smile on her face “Oh I seem to have started on the wrong foot. I believe I don’t need any introduction, since I am a famous pastry chef and have a famous cooking show.” Emily stared at Vicky, unimpressed. “I didn’t mean to brag there.” Vicky gave a small derisive laugh. “I find that hard to believe, seeing that you literally use your status as a celebrity to skip the line, ” Emily scoffed. “I am so sorry. I am not always like that. I was in a hurry.” Emily narrowed her eyes, not believing a thing she said. “Let’s start over.” Vicky pleaded, “I am Vicky and a friend of Noah's. That is why I was curious about your relationship with him.”

When I got back to the room, Vicky and Layla has already worn their swimsuits. “So who was the guy you took upstairs,” I ask Vicky. “Can’t remember his name, something along the line of Sebastian or was it, David.” She asks making me laugh. She always fucking does that, always forgetting their names, her goal was just to get fucked and then she abandons the guy and moves to the next, it’s going to be a lot hard for her to find someone to settle down with, Vicky is not even thinking about having a serious boyfriend.

But while Daniel looked away and continued scanting on his food with the spoon, Vicky's gaze lingered on Mike, her hazel eyes gleaming. The next day, Mike joined Daniel and Vicky on their adventures in the city, going with them to see the monuments, check through museums, and wander down the streets. Although Vicky was just as shy as Mike was, their proximity to each other helped open each other up more. Vick opened up to Mike about what life had been like to her since graduation. "Not a fan. I want really to be a music teacher, but the available jobs in my area have a lot of qualifications that make it a huge pain. So right now, I'm tutoring kids in music on the side."

she smiled while touching my hand. "Thank you" I said. She smiled and got a call on her phone "sorry, it's my wife. I'll talk to you later. Call me if you need anything okay?" I nodded and she picked up the phone "hey honey. Yes, I put tommy to bed last night..." She mumbled as she walked out of the room. Vicky was an amazing woman. With a pixie cut and her 6 foot tall frame, she'd be hard to miss. Her platinum blonde hair matched perfectly with her icy blue eyes and bright white smile.

Jackson couldn't let Jessika stay here and get deeper into the pit of iniquity. Tonight was unlike any other night. Jackson could see the comfort women moving from the lower class to the VIP class. Jackson couldn't deny that the women in front of him were beautiful and seductive, but unfortunately, none of them could replace Jessika. For Jackson, only Jessika was beautiful, and no one else. It was time for the introduction of the VIP class women, where a woman by the name of Anya was introduced. A beautiful and quite seductive woman, Jackson didn't even blink when she appeared.

Ryan Sikandar POV I got up in the morning by a call from my friend "Vicky". Vicky " get up bro its already 1pm. We have a party tonight have you forgot about that?" Ryan "Yeah! Just now! Slept late last night" Vicky "Slept late in the night or in the morning?" He was laughing Ryan "You know me. " Vicky "So finally you succeeded bringing her there!" Ryan "No it wasn't her. Its a girl from the party. Remember? The one in blue dress?"

In fact he's been avoiding me since the party. "Since you're friends of Vicky, hour food is on me. Order whatever you want." Vicky's friends are just as annoying as some of the guys in the dorms. I let them go order, as I try to talk to him. He doesn't raise his head up to look me in the eye. "Coward." He doesn't say anything. I finish my food as his friends come back to the table. They're smiling and giggling and I wonder what could be funny. Timothy has been staring at me for a while now, but I'd rather be eaten by a horse than tell people I know him.

“But I hope you know I also have good news.” “ Ahhh this is a good day, you have news too ?” “ Yes baby …Juicy , Juicy news “ Williams dropped into the seat beside her and pointed. “Should I go first?” “Go ahead. Impress me.” He clapped his hands like he’d been waiting to perform. “So, your beloved sister—Queen Vicky—had her glorious welcome party today.” Valerie already knew that part. “And?”