Timmy Winx Novels & Stories

Nancy trailed after Timothy, practically pleading, "Timmy, please, don't touch that. That's Ms. Wilson's favorite tea set." She was too late. He smashed the tea set into pieces. Timothy stuck out his tongue and huffed like a tiny tyrant. "Blehhh! I wanna play with it! Uncle Caleb said this is my home now. You're just a servant. Who are you to boss me around?" Then he looked up and locked eyes with Sydney, who stood watching him in silence. His shoulders sank. That scary woman had frightened him so badly the day before that he'd had nightmares of Santa Claus and monsters chasing him.

Timmy strode in front of Jinshen and spoke with a tone that said he was here to denounce Jinshen. Ji Yingfei was annoyed and ran over to pull Timmy's arm. She was dissatisfied and said, "Are you crazy? Do you know who he is? You don't know the Xia family in N City?" Timmy was stunned for a moment. He looked at Jinshen and asked, "Is he from the Xia family?" Jinshen snorted. "What do you want?" Ji Yingfei stared at Timmy and shouted, "Yes, he is Jinshen!"

"Wanna get a quick coffee at the Starbooks around the corner?" "Oh." Timmy smiled widely as if this was the first time a female had asked him to go get a coffee. In all likelihood—it probably was. "Sure. Great." She made idle conversation on the short walk to the cafe, asking about how his face was healing and how he'd gotten on Riley's bad side. It turned out the kid wasn't from around here. He'd been a big deal in his old school, mostly on the weight of his brother's reputations. He and his boys had attacked one of Riley's 'teams'—apparently he had many of these teams—and what Alice had seen was the consequences.

"You're still a neat freak old lady. Nothing really changed even after so many years." "H-Hey! What did you just call me?! Old lady?!" Timothy is my childhood best friend and the twin brother of Themis. They look really identical, aside from the fact that Tim is a mischievous and overconfident man who loves to lurk around and tease me. He really is like a younger brother to me. "Why? You're already twenty-seven. You're old enough to get married already." "I'm just twenty-seven years old. Don't say it like I'm a one-hundred-year-old woman."

The sky was clear, blue like the sea, the sound of leaves rustling at the edge of the forest was only a few meters away from where she sat. "Miss Lily, Miss Lily, are you awake?" Venn's frantic call was outside the door. Lily put on her shoes and went to the main door. "What are you doing in such a hurry?" Venn was still panting. The boy was also a werewolf, but not old enough or strong enough to control the pace of his steps as quickly as other adult werewolves. Venn's movement speed is probably only slightly higher than Lily's. “Master… master called you.”

I would be eighteen soon, but fuck it was hard not to want to throw a tantrum like I was five all over again. Timmy wasn't an adult though, and he didn't hide his temper. Maybe since he was young, he felt he didn't have to. "That's not a' f-fair! Sir Morax, I came here on my ownza! I wanted to help a' Missy Robin!" His little foot stomped with his claim. I wasn't sure what I had done to gain him as an ally, but I appreciated him immensely. Which is why I did reluctantly agree with Morax. I had been reckless.

To tell the truth, I didn't completely zone out, I just didn't want to listen to her anymore. "Leave the damsel alone jules, I'm sure she's had enough of your stories" Timmy sent a wink past me obviously proud of himself for saving a damsel in distress. He's been like that ever since I joined the team, all flirty and sweet, it was so easy to fall for him and let him into your pants but I have been over this before and believe me when I say history aint repeating itself, if you know what I mean . But all in all, he's a great guy.

“Lower your voice. This matter really has nothing to do with me. It was your mom who came looking for me and asked me to help hide it.” “Come on, my mom is not as cruel as you, vicious woman. You hurt Jade and Jackson, you’re an evil person. It must be you who instigated my mom to do it!” Timmy refused to listen. “Now my wife has become this way and the child is dead. You better f*cking compensate for it! Otherwise, I’ll cause an uproar and let everyone know what evil creature you are!” Looking at Timmy, Roxanne knew he wanted to extort her. She thought to herself how did that b*tch Sarah raise such a b*stard like him.

Mary said, playfully touching Tiffany on the arm, "We're friends aren't we? Friends tell each other things. So tell me, are you really seeing Shawn Gold?" Tiffany looked around. Almost all eyes in the hallway were on them, and people were slowing down their steps, hoping to catch some of the conversation. Tiffany wondered how best to tackle the situation, but before she could make up her mind, her saviour arrived in the form of a six foot, three-inches tall dark-skinned boy named Timothy. "What's good?" he said, flashing everyone a bright, straight-teethed smile as he swung a friendly arm over Tiffany's shoulders. He towered over all four girls effortlessly.

This time the sheet was inside out and the eye holes were in the wrong place. “Trick or treat!” I opened the door, hands on hips. “Alright, Casper, this is the third time. I’m starting to think you just like me.” Tiny muffled voice: “You give the best candy…” I crouched down, pulled the sheet off, and there was eight-year-old Timmy from two ranches over, cheeks stuffed with chocolate, looking guilty as sin. “Timothy James, does your mama know you’re working the same house like it’s a full-time job?”