Vim Jamaica Avenue Novels & Stories

Either way, my walls are up when it comes to Jax. I spot him right away when I walk into the Goldenleaf bar, though, and he looks so good that it hurts. Why can’t he be some hideous monster that’s easily forgotten? No, instead he has to be this impossibly gorgeous Adonis packed with chiseled muscle. He runs a hand through that perfectly messy wavy hair as he glances in my direction, and as soon as those pale eyes meet mine, I’m a fucking goner. I’ll forgive him anything if he puts his hands on me again. Vienna grabs me by the arm, pulling my attention away from Jax, tugging me toward the bar. I order my usual- two shots of chilled tequila- and recline against the bar as I wait for them to be

She added hearing which Aisha simple gave her mother a tender hug and left, outside their house Aisha saw her mother’s orange colored Hyundai car which was neatly parked on other side of street, she quickly crossed road and got inside on driver seat with help of key that were given by Amrita and started to head indirection of Jenifer’s Villa which was at distance of 3 Km from Aisha House. It took precise 20 minutes for Aisha to reach at ‘The Pearl Residency’ one of rich class residency of New York and very popular among wealthy people, Aisha was so curious with hope to finally know what was hidden in her Father Pen drive that she direct halted her car in front of Jenifer Main door “JENNY…? J

The flight from West Virginia to Jamaica was almost six hours. When they landed in St. Mary, Aiden had already arranged for them to be picked up and taken to the nearest resort, which was fifteen minutes away from the airport. Aiden informed everybody that Violet was staying in a nearby town called Port Maria. They got to the resort and settled in, collecting their bearing and going over their plan a few more times. Even though Aiden encouraged her to get some rest, Katherine stayed up and made some spaghetti and meatballs for everyone to eat.

It should have been ME, ME and only ME! I head straight over to 54th Street, 75th Avenue, Manhattan, New York, YES, that’s my effing house. The taxi driver dropped James’s mystery girl at this address. Momma and Beatrice were in the Hamptons, only Ella was at home or maybe she wasn’t, I shall soon find out.

I just laughed and shrugged it off. "Okay, so where are we", I questioned her. We unhugged after which she eyed me warily and said, "are you serious, tell me you're just joking about you not knowing about the locality of where you're gonna be spending the rest of ya life, OMG, That's horrible" she said so loudly. I had to defend myself by telling her to shut the fuck up, as this is the first time after eight years that I'm coming to JAMAICA. She replied me with an "uhmm, ohhhk, take it easy girl!!, No words right now please, You're in the capital of JAMAICA, and the most developed and biggest city in JAMAICA, which is Kingston" she rasped so quickly.

he asks, his voice small. Jamaica shakes her head. "No, honey. We have to go. But you can come back and play with Camilla again tomorrow, okay?" JM nods reluctantly, but his eyes stay fixed on me. "Go to your dad first, JM," Jamaica says, her voice softening slightly. "I need to talk to Camilla." Talk to me? JM scurries off, his small figure disappearing into the crowd of children. I watch him go, my heart twisting with a mature sense of sadness.

she sighed as she used the hairband on her wrist to tie her still-damp hair. Jared looked at her then, a little frown on his face. “What?” “I’m just trying to figure out why anyone would ever think you’re an Omega,” Jared laughed. “You have just made this semester a lot more interesting, Ava.” “I’m not staying, so don’t get used to it,” she said as they drove to a parking lot.

“He also must have had lots of imagination. But how does this have to do with the Great Sea City of Ajens?” “That’s what I was wondering. Perhaps we have to find a wooden door in some sort of forest.” Ishida suggested. “A big door in a forest? Hey, I know where you can find that!” a cheerful voice suddenly said. Ishida and Rhina turned around to find that Jameck was standing right behind them with a sleepy but excited look on his face. “Jameck? Oh, I’m sorry we must have woken you up,” Rhina apologized. “No, it’s fine! I was already awake when you two began talking,” Jameck told her. “Anyway, there’s an island in this map called ‘Ostrigum Logenis,’ which is Ajenian for ‘The Wooden Door.’”

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

E had made a promise to Jane not to interfere with the situation. “Hello sir, thanks for calling, Miss Jane is drunk as of the moment and we are closed, and trying to reach out to her family so someone can come to pick her up, We can provide you with the club address” Damon waited for over a minute and nothing came from the other end. He wanted to know if he still held some care towards her. “Sir, are you there?” Damon asked again. Dave sighed, he could hear it loud and clear. “She lives on Centre Avenue, 65 Street house 203. She will be able to find her way to her room from there. I will Venmo you the transport fair”