Clueless Josh Novels & Stories

Josh asked him. "His wife has travelled out of country and his only son's whereabout is something I can't tell outsiders" he said. "We understand sir, thank you for your time" Josh said as he led me to his car, opened the door for me and I entered before making a U-turn to the other side of the car, so he could enter. He reversed the car and started the car back on the road. "So, what next?" He asked me. "I don't know Josh. That was the only clue I had left" I said.

she had prepared in hand, she mustered up the courage to push open the door to the study. At that moment, Josh was sitting in front of the computer, smiling sinisterly. Upon hearing the door open, he instantly became alert. He glared at Clarissa angrily and shouted, "Who gave you permission to enter? Get out!" Unexpectedly, Clarissa summoned her courage and approached him. "Josh." Her voice was soft and seductive. In his memory, this timid woman would always tremble in his presence, lacking any charm. Her sudden change in demeanor aroused Josh's curiosity.

"The doctor is just trying to be careful. My chest... it hurts so much." Richard turned, a snarl dying on his lips as he locked eyes with the newcomer. He froze. The Alpha’s nostrils flared, scenting the air with a desperate, frantic intensity. A flicker of something raw and confused crossed his face—a ghost of a memory hitting him square in the chest. Joshua didn't blink. He didn't stutter. He walked forward, his heels clicking a sharp, rhythmic tempo on the marble. "I don't appreciate being kept waiting," Joshua said. His voice was a flat, surgical instrument. No warmth. No recognition. "I have a clinic to run in the city."

Laughter echoed between bites of food. Josh sat alone at the adjacent table, earphones in, lazily poking at his food. His hair was its usual unkempt mess, and his uniform, unsurprisingly, was unironed. I caught him flicking his lips with his fingers in that weird way he sometimes did—like a half-asleep toddler. What was he even doing? Suddenly, I remembered something. “Hey, guys, I almost forgot! You know Finlay, right?” I whispered. “Yes, why? Did he pull off something big again?” Ritchelle exaggerated the word big, dramatically pouting her lips.

He prayed to all the gods in heaven to help them today. There was no denying that as soon as Clara steps in front of the doors that led to the patio, she would know what he had planned for her because waiting at the door was her father, Nathan Jacobs. Ready to give her away. The minute Clara got off the elevator, her heart started beating faster. Something was up, and she was not sure if she would like it. She stared at her sister, who stopped looking her in the eye in the elevator when she asked one last time if there was something she was hiding from her. Celine’s answer had been, ‘I’m scared of you.’ Which made her laugh out loud and almost peed her pants because it was the most absurd th

His hand reached out to Chloe, who was trembling in fear. "Why?" Chloe asked. "Quickly, dear." Josh's words sounded absolute. Chloe didn't object after that. She quickly took out her phone and handed it to Josh. She let him do whatever he wanted. "Follow me, and you'll be fine, dear." "Who... who are you?" Chloe asked tremblingly. "I don't recognize this, Josh." "Who would I be then?" "Josh," Chloe pleaded. "Where are we going?" "Um... Where, huh?" Josh rubbed his chin. "What do you think?"

Claire pov I wake confused but warm which is weird I'm always cold. Opening my eyes I'm shocked to see I'm in bed with Josh and he is cradling me to him. "what the fuck?",I mumble looking around. "you pulled out the intravenous tubes and collapsed ",Josh opened his eyes to look at me. "why are we in bed together?",he smirks. "you wouldn't let go and I was tired",such an asshole I sigh

He'd finally get some ID. He reached for the wallet and opened it. In the dim flickering lights of the TV he studied a driver's license with a picture of Josh on it. But the name was unknown to him. He burned the name in his memory. The same name appeared on a credit cardnothing with the name of Josh Hawkins. Other than a few dollars and some coupons, the wallet was empty. Suddenly, a rustling noise came from the bed. Josh turned from side to side, as if in a dream. Time to get out of here. ****

again, I never planned this, not on my first day. "Hello bitch, I'm Keisha (kee-sha), the leader of the cheerleading group" She twirls one loose strand of her hair as she tries to push out her chest full of fake silicone boobs while trying to look domineering. I could easily guess that she's the queen bee of the school, she looked so beautiful with her slim figure and straight hair which brought out the nice shape of her face but her face was caked with too much make up unlike my fat, disfigured looks. I instantly felt envious of her because of her confidence but felt grossed out.

Josh’s eyes narrowed as he watched Claire awkwardly smooth her hair, which was still perfectly in place. “As far as I know, Arsen has never once given a ride to a stranger. Not even his ex-girlfriends were ever allowed inside his luxury car,” Josh replied, watching the change in Claire’s expression. “Huh? Really? Umm… maybe Arsen is just in a good mood today. Not everyone who looks bad is actually bad, right?” Claire said, then smiled. Josh didn’t let his suspicious gaze waver, making Claire feel awkward. “Umm… Josh, I have to get to class right away. Mr. Markley won’t be happy if one of his students is late. See you later,” Claire said, bidding him farewell and hurrying away from him in fro