Timothy Kenny Novels & Stories

Suddenly Kenny exclaimed in surprise: "You…Are you Mr. Galbraith? One of the top ten billionaires with the most wealth in the world." Everyone's faces showed confusion, not knowing how many of Kenny's words were correct. "Kenny, did you mistake him for someone else?" Lucy asked suspiciously. Because she looked on social media, there were only articles about someone with the same name as Declan but no pictures. Kenny noticed everyone's suspicious looks; he turned his gaze to Declan and asked again to be more certain : "It's you. I can't see wrong because I got to see him come to the place where I used to live to do charity. I cannot forget it."

"Duh! Of course, I'm his cousin! I just want to make sure if you really know Kenny! After all, there are far too many scammers out there these days! I don't want to get scammed out of 100 dollars!" Upon noticing the way Claude got irritated, the mailman chuckled right away. "I see. Alright, I'll describe Kenny for you. He has a round face, extremely short hair, and a mole that's the size of a thumb on his chin. Isn't that right?" "What else can you describe about him?" "Well, Kenny's complexion is paler compared to others. I did ask him what was up with his complexion in the past, and he told me that he was very ill when he was young. Once he recovered from the illness, his complexion remain

"Why didn't you let us know that you were still alive and well? Also, why are you suddenly the hero who took down that criminal organization? Did you work with William? Wasn't it Irvin who was working with him?" Timothy met Magnus' probing gaze. Then, he averted his eyes and delivered the speech he had prepared long ago. "I didn't come back because I had amnesia. When I saved Irvin, I got badly injured and fell into the sea. After that, I lost my memory and forgot who I was. That's why I never told you all I was still alive." Magnus felt something about Timothy's story didn't add up. However, he had spoken with such conviction, so Magnus just believed him. There was no need to question it, a

Gutemberg said, but his tone wasn’t convincing. “You’re a terrible liar,” I shot back, staring at them both. “Just say it. What else do you know?” Timmy huffed, kicking the floor hard before turning to face me. “You’re not going to like it, Davina.” “I already don’t!” I yelled, throwing my arms in the air. “Now talk.” He clenched his fists like he was fighting with himself, then muttered a curse under his breath. “It’s KJ,” he finally said, spitting out the name like poison.

Denny reasoned. "I know, but-- nevermind," He just shook the curiosity of him and just try to figure out without any further interview. "By the way, where's Timothy?" "He went to buy some cocktails" said Denny. "So, Richard, I've met this cool discreet gay guy who just broke up with his boyfriend an----" "No, no. I take back what I said." Richard turned to face Denny, with a serious expression hung on his face, he tried speaking but his eyes says otherwise and Denny knows that. As a matter

"Keiran focuses within there." Timothy finally lifted his tawny gaze, conviction burning there. "Oh I know I was following you. Of course. I was amazed by your dedication and how it has great impact on the younger ones. We talk of little else beyond your heroic stand against the Rogues." His face lit with fervent purpose. "You're an inspiration to them all."

His hand is on the back of her nape, rubbing it. “Wait! Is that your boyfriend?” Kara asked very loudly. Kimmy nodded nervously, taking a tighter grip to the guy’s hand. Good news is all over the place and I’m wishing someday it’s my good news too. A good news about my man waking up for me. “Mom, Ciana, Kara, he is Timothy,” Kimmy introduced his man. They actually look good together and they look happy together. “Timothy, she’s my mom,” she looked at our mom while Timothy was following where her eyes lay. “Then my sisters, Ciana and Kara.”

Timothy's silence was answer enough. "There's something else," Timothy said, his voice barely audible. "Something I should have told you years ago." Victoria looked up, mascara streaking down her cheeks. "What?" "I have a son." Victoria went completely still. "What did you say?" "Sebastian. He's four years old." Timothy's voice was steady now, as if confessing this secret was somehow liberating. "He's the most important thing in my life."

So, she must just cut her losses. " I'm Brooke Myers and you are?" She says, holding out her hand as if expecting him to kiss the back of it. Her face falls in disappointment when he only shakes her hand, for a short handshake before letting go of her hand. " Reece Cullen." He nods. " Cullen, hmm...That sounds familiar. Are you by any chance related to Sean Cullen?" She asks curiously. " That would be my dad and how do you know him?" " My dad knows him, oh wow, what a small world." She says, faking a giggle behind her hand.

"So many?" Feeling proud, Timothy said, "That's right. I've been in Dunhill for a whole month to complete all of this. What do you think, Milady? Do you think I'm amazing? Am I much better than Benjamin?" Grace silently gave him a thumbs-up. "Timothy, you're indeed my key player." Timothy grinned. "Since that's the case, will you consider me? Not only am I good at business, but I'm also definitely good at being a boyfriend."