Clueless Josh Novels & Stories

So there I was, stuck in this dark Victorian mansion for a whole freaking century, thinking I'd never get out. Then, out of nowhere, these two gorgeous girls swoop in and rescue me! I couldn't believe it, and we instantly hit it off. They showed me a whole new world I'd only ever imagined, and I was all about living a normal human life.   But just when I thought things were looking up, this vampire named Vivaldi pops up out of thin air, grinning like a possessed Jack-o'-lantern. I mean, a name like Vivaldi is bound to give you the creeps, right? He claimed I had some ancient first blood running through my veins and demanded that I sign some crazy blood contract with him—the kind of deal that comes with some seriously freaky consequences.   Vivaldi was trying to sell me the idea that this blood contract was his only lifeline, the only way to save his skin from something worse than death. But I wasn't some clueless newborn vamp; I knew better than to just dive into something as serious as a blood contract. Those things come with some heavy consequences, and I wasn't about to sign up for that without a second thought.   The problem was, if I didn't go along with his messed-up plan, he promised to make my friends' lives a living hell—the very people I'd started to care about. I was trapped between a rock and a hard place. If I decided to team up with Vivaldi, I'd be keeping him around, which is far from ideal. But if I refused, my friends and the whole town of Shadowvale would be in serious danger.    It felt like I was caught in this impossible situation, like I was trying to choose between two rotten apples.

My woozy brain managed to register my body being laid on a soft bed... I held on tightly to his neck, grinning stupidly, "you're so handsome. I like to kiss handsome men." A soft chuckle, "darling, you..." I raised my head to jam my lips with his, cutting him off. ************************************************** The accident that was meant to end her, put Roxanne in coma for a year. When she woke up, her memory was a blank. Then she finds herself in a contract marriage with Josh Caldwell, her CEO husband, who's betrothed to marry the true heiress of the powerful Gilmore Empire. Five years later, her husband's woman is back. Vanessa Gilmore — the beautiful, manipulative heiress of Gilmore Empire. Roxanne is tossed aside. The boy she'd taken care of since he was a baby was snatched from her. She has lost...and she knows it. Then comes Kylian Caldwell, the half brother of her ex-husband, a well known playboy and black sheep of the Caldwell, to the rescue. With him by her side, she's about to discover that the past isn't dead...and that her memory holds the key to unlocking secrets, including her stolen identity and the child she didn't know she'd given birth to. But when the truth finally comes spilling and two brothers fight for her heart, will she be able to stand against the enemies who will stop at nothing to keep what is rightfully hers, even if it means driving a wedge between her and the man who's ready to rain down hell just to protect her?

Amina Locke was a young woman who was never in control of her life, she is a victim of constant bullying by her mother and sister. She is often belittled, criticized, and made to feel inferior by the people who are supposed to love and support her. Her father David Locke, never partakes in the action but he didn't stops them either. forced to marry a man she knew nothing about, betrayed by her boyfriend josh and worse she was already pregnant. Damien Dhark is a mysterious and enigmatic figure. He is incredibly wealthy, with an empire that spans multiple industries and continents. Despite his immense success, he keeps his personal life completely private and never shows his face to the public. He is known for his cutthroat business tactics, often crushing his competition and taking no prisoners. He is willing to do whatever it takes to get ahead, even if it means bending the rules or crossing ethical boundaries. Despite his ruthless reputation, he is incredibly intelligent and strategic, a master of manipulation and knows how to get people to do what he wants. He is always one step ahead of his rivals, and his empire continues to grow with each day. He is a force to be reckoned with, his influence is felt throughout the business world. With time, will their forced relationship turned into one of understanding and affection, Will they survive as a storm brews up and their secrets begin to surface. As they struggle to keep their love alive, they are tested in ways they never imagined. The journey is wild, emotional, and most of all, a love story of two people's darkest secrets becoming their biggest strength.

Aurora ‘Okay, so I'm definitely the hottest single in the vicinity, but where's the cool guy? Why do all the good-looking ones flock elsewhere? 'They're clearly clueless about what's top-tier. Missing out on a kind, pure, and single girl like me for 24 years. Maybe I should send a quick wish to the universe, get them to wake up, stop being blind, and see they're missing out on someone awesome like me.’ Alpha Ethan, with a heavy sigh, offered a startling proposal. "Aurora, if it's hard for you to choose between us, can you choose both of us? Alpha Nathan is my older brother; I have no problem sharing you with him." 'If the world tries to harm you, I'll stand against the world itself to keep you safe,' Alpha Lucas swore to Aurora. 'I will make you my everything!' "Aurora, my dearest, will you marry me? From the moment I first laid eyes on you, my heart knew no other. You've captivated me entirely; to live without you would be an existence devoid of light. In your presence, I find my purpose, my joy. You are the missing piece of my soul, and I believe we were destined for each other.” Gently, Xander took Aurora’s hand and pressed a reverent kiss upon it. “I vow before the heavens that my life will be dedicated to your happiness, cherishing each moment until the end of our days.” "I love you more than I love myself, so even though you are my destined Luna, I will give you the freedom to choose who will be your Alpha," added Alpha king, Alex, the Dark King. "You are free, through my love."

On the first day back after the New Year break, I returned to find my workstation gone—replaced by two large trash bins sitting side by side. "Josh, even though you've been with the company for ten years, you still have to comply with company arrangements. "You were supposed to be reassigned before the holiday. We held off so you could enjoy your New Year. You should be grateful." As he spoke, my boss pointed toward a corner beside the restroom. There sat a set of low, worn desk and chair—something that looked like it had been discarded by an elementary school. I set my bag on it. The desk wobbled twice, then collapsed outright. Amid the muffled snickers around me, I didn't argue or make a scene. I simply looked at the boss, calm and steady. "You don't have to go through all this trouble to force me out. I'll resign now. I'll forfeit the compensation—just process it as quickly as possible." His eyes lit up, though his face feigned regret. "Since you've made up your mind, there's not much I can say. But the Vespere chip you've spent ten years developing belongs to the company—you have no right to take it with you. "Oh, and when you handle the paperwork, don't forget to pay for that cup of coffee in your hand. It's an employee benefit. As an outsider now, you'll have to cover the cost." I nodded and signed the termination agreement without resistance. But the moment I stepped out of the company, I activated the self-destruct program embedded deep within the chip's core.

Kira is an adopted daughter of a well-known heartless billionaire (Gerald Cranwell) who was sold by him into a contractually agreed marriage to the wealthiest family in the entire country to escape bankruptcy. Clueless Kira calm and collected could only just watch her life being handed over to a new home and her new world, tackling people from the highest society and struggling to look presentable before a husband she had never set her eyes on before. He never showed up at their wedding and she didn't know what he looked like in person. Trapped in a supposed marriage meant for two yet leaving alone, she grew tired of waiting and accepted her fate, living like a nobody and sleeping in her lonely world, not until a certain stranger crawled into her bed under the moonlight. Excerpts #1 She was dressed in her night attire, looking like a carved doll. Her eyes were shut and her brown hair which was as soft as a Pima cotton was spread wide on the soft pillows, her skin glowed underneath the light of the moon, which was the only light visible in the room, and her long lashes accompanied her pointy nose that laid beautifully above her rose pink lips. She enticed him. She made the beast in him growl out in desire. He craved her, he wanted her. Kira was in deep sleep when her nose caught a whiff of an unfamiliar scent. She didn't know what it was but her body craved it. She felt a certain presence but she was far too gone to wake up from her slumber. Unconsciously, her nipples hardened and her insides were on fire. She rotated on the bed as if she was been controlled and moaned and groaned as if she was being drugged.

(C/W: 18+ only; mafia romance, explicit, stepfather/stepson, age gap, power imbalance, and violence) “I'm warning you, put yourself together” my stepfather and trainer growls with his forearm against my throat, but I am not afraid. “And if I don't?“ I challenge, omega blue eyes flashing, teasing him to take what he already owns. “Asher, I pull you apart in ways you have never imagined” he say, deep voice sending ripples down my spine. “Do it” I whisper and his lips come crashing down on mine, hot and punishing. ********* Asher Adams was born into privilege and problems; the first problem is that he's one of the 10% of exotic male omegas that shouldn't exist, his second problem is that his father died. Gerald Adam sudden death left behind a debt, a crumbling mafia clan and a clueless omega son who is thrust into the dark world of the mafias overnight. Asher was never supposed to know about the dark side but as first son, he has to save his mother and siblings. He has to step up and fill his father's shoes. Has to marry a wealthy alpha to keep his family legacy and he has to continue his father's sins. While he is willing to save his family, he doesn't want to be married off to an alpha that he doesn't want. He wants to be with the stranger that ruined him after a one night stand, the man that fucked him so good that he saw heaven... He shouldn’t still want him after finding out that the stranger is his father’s right-hand man, his trainer, and his new stepfather. But he does. It's twisted, it's wrong but he doesn't want to silence the thirst. One wrong choice could destroy everything. But resisting him might destroy Asher first.

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

The night before high school graduation, Ethan Luciano pulled me into his bedroom. His hands were rough, his touch demanding, yet my heart overflowed with a decade's worth of unspoken longing. I'd loved Ethan for ten years, and finally, it seemed my silent wishes had come true. Afterwards, as we lay tangled in his sheets, he whispered that he'd marry me after graduation. Once he took over the Luciano family's empire from his father, he'd make me the most cherished woman in the family. I believed him. The next morning, I sat curled up against his bare chest as he casually told my foster brother, Lucas, about us. My cheeks were flushed, and my heart raced, still clinging to the sweetness of the night before. However, then their conversation shifted into Italian. Lucas smirked, leaning back against the doorframe. "Not bad, Young Boss. Your first time, and the school's 'it girl' just threw herself at you. So, how's my little sister taste?" Ethan gave a lazy chuckle. "Looks like an angel, but a freak in the sheets. Who would’ve thought?" The room erupted in low, conspiratorial laughter. Lucas raised a brow. "So, should I call her my little sister or my future sister-in-law?" Ethan’s tone darkened, his arm tightening around my waist for a moment. Then he let out a sigh. "She’s nothing. Just practice," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I’m trying to hook up with the cheer captain, Sylvia Dawson, but I don’t want her thinking I’m clueless in bed. Cynthia Saville’s just a warm-up." He paused. "But don’t tell Sylvia. I don’t need her getting all emotional." They didn't know that I’d spent months secretly learning Italian, preparing for the life I thought I’d share with Ethan. I didn't say a word. Later that day, I quietly withdrew my early decision application to Caltech and applied to MIT instead.