Cruz And Josie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He was big, he looked like a character who had escaped from a writer's mind, with fine blue sultry eyes, muscular framed, but not too bulky “Whatever, fantasy guy is better.“ Jessamine mumbled. Charvie felt a little awkward being pressed into Cruz, so she gently pulled his large arms which could crush her with just a little force away “Cruz, meet Jessamine Reid, my... “Her crazy-ass friend and you should be Cruz Hayes, nice to meet you.“ Charvie looked back at Cruz who still held that crazy frown on his face and pulled a 'hmm.' making Jessamine frown. He could have greeted her properly if she hadn't jumped into his wife like the really crazy-ass woman she had said she was. “Nice to meet you

It's like a knife piercing her heart into a million pieces. Josie holds her niece's hands and murmured in her ears saying: Go get the water in the kitchen and refill their glasses. Rosie is on the verge of crying but she controlled it. She needed to find a way to get to his bed as soon as possible! She knows that the two are in love with each other because every time they are around there is always tension between the two and she will never allow it! Not until she is around! He is mine from the start! And not for that bitch! She will sneak into his room if she had the chance.

She stopped in front of me and crossed her arms, studying me with full seriousness. “Luca is going to lose his mind.” “You cannot destroy someone by wearing a dress.” “You absolutely can,” she said. “And you are going to.” I laughed, shook my head, and went to change before I accidentally damaged something important. --- We spent the rest of the afternoon in my room. Josie sat on the floor with her laptop open, occasionally typing, occasionally scrolling, occasionally stopping to tell me something she had found or thought of. I sat on the bed with a few documents I needed to review, moving through them steadily.

The restaurant is hanging on a loose thread and I can't afford to let it go since I know I can do something about it" Josie and Jake were about to leave when someone appeared before them and Josie froze .

“Hold on to me, princesa.” She nodded weakly, still crying. The forest seemed to shrink around us. Ryder growled, losing composure. “Enough! If you hit that button, we kill you before your little fireworks go off.” “That’s fine,” Cruz said. “I don’t need to survive it. I just need you not to win.” Ryder’s mask tilted. “You’d die for her?” “No,” Cruz said softly. Then his eyes met mine. “I’d die for both of them.”

"You don't even know Marcus Diaz's last name." "I know it fine." "I know you, Josie. This isn't you." "Maybe you don't know me the way you think you do." Each lie dragged me further from anything I could take back later. "He notices things about me you never bothered to." "That's a lie and you know it." His voice cracked right on the last word. "You're twisting yourself in circles so you don't have to say the real reason. Fine. I'm done trying to figure you out."

Their laughter filled the living room, but Josie felt like an outsider amid the joy. She had always been aware of everyone's fondness for Candice, but now she understood why. Candice's natural charm and youthful innocence were simply irresistible. Josie felt completely disconnected from everyone there. She returned to her room and texted Fenna, "Aunt Fenna, there's no hope left between Elio and me. I'm giving up." Almost instantly, Josie received a text message from Fenna. "Don't give up just yet. The outcome remains uncertain until the very end."

Between the pain in my neck, the heavy head…and everything that had transpired between Callie and I, I was a fucking mess. I couldn’t even think about Cleo, I was too wracked with guilt. “You love her.” Josie sighs out as she takes a seat next to me on the cold ground, her demeanour changing from anger to empathy. Her words weren’t exactly a question, more a statement. “Well…she is my mate.” “Not Callie you idiot, Cleo.” “What you saw…” I start before Josie cuts me off. “What I saw was two people who have known each other all their lives finally admit, that perhaps there is a love greater than a mate bond. Are you sure…are you certain Callie is your mate and not Cleo?”

Chelsey got up and slowly walked toward Josie. "Mom, how is Lucas doing now? What did the doctor say?" As she spoke, Chelsey reached out to hold Josie's hand. But Josie shook her hand away. "Don't touch me. Don't call me that. I'm not your mother!" "Mom …" Chelsey stared at Josie in shock. Just a few days ago, her relationship with Josie was as close as that of a mother and daughter.

I asked, my voice a mix of curiosity and concern. Josie looked up, her eyes reflecting a mix of frustration and anger, "Nothing, just trolls. People who don't know anything but feel entitled to pass judgment." Unable to ignore the tension, I stopped drying my hair and approached Josie. "Let me see…" I didn't even complete my sentence before she screamed. "No!" "Huh?" I asked confused. "Don't come any closer" She said but this only made me more curious. I smirked and them I dove onto the bed, playfully pinning her down.