Dark Deception Joy Joy Gang Novels & Stories

" What do you think? We were looking for rich Emma. We want to offer a business deal," Even though Joy knew the real purpose behind investigating Emma, she still felt angry immediately after her eyes landed on her. She kept wondering how she managed to fool almost everybody. No loopholes, or tint that she was from a poor background. For Joy, living a fake or double life was a worse sin. "Joy, will you stop that? We are here to help," Rachael cautioned, glancing slightly at her. Joy calmed down as she placed some dollars on the table. "We are here to help, just like she said. That is our payment. We will be waiting for you outside the restaurant. All the best," Joy picked her hat as she began

Gabe laughs, “We can do Cards Against Humanity or even Scattergories.” “Ugh, fine then…” Deke pretends to be annoyed but then winks at the rest of us and grins, “So, Jace, I hear you’re working at Shameless. I’ve been there a few times but haven’t seen you there.” “Well, are you a member?” Jace asks. “No, a member for what?” Deke looks confused. “A club member, where you have access to the dungeon downstairs. There is a monthly membership, but it’s costly.” Jace takes a swig of his soda.

“Hello! I’m Neo. I compose EDM and I like computer games too. I’m (almost) unbeatable on StarCraft. Even though I’m not the maknae, I’m the one who cooks a big pan of kimchi-bokkeum for the group’s secret late-night snacks.” “Hi, guys! Jared’s the name and rapping is my game. I’m a fitness geek, as you can tell from my figure. And just for the record, I’ve never taken part in any unhealthy midnight snack session. I’m actually the dietician of the group.” “Don’t believe him,” Neo says. “He’s the ringleader.” Laughter ripples through the studio audience. “So,” the host says, “DMG. Not DMZ. What does it mean?”

Danny, Jun, Jaden and David all sat on the bed in front of JD, ready to listen on what this is all about. “Renzo-hyung, Yosef, Sean, Aikon, Miko, the twins, me and some other Polaris and Stargazer staff are agents of Dark Knight. Dark Knight is a private organization established by Mr. Bobby Young, a retired private detective, which specializes in dealing with gangs, mafias and any illegal acts that threaten and endanger people’s lives. Indecent and illegal acts on the military, police and the government is also handled by Dark Knight. It could be Dark Knight’s own missions gathered by the intelligence crew or requested by certain clients.” JD stopped and looked at the boys listening intentl

Something carefully watching from the shadows while everyone else panicked blindly. Joy stepped back slowly. “And the worst part?” she whispered. Christiana swallowed hard. “What?” Joy’s faint smile returned. “The person behind this doesn’t even need to expose you anymore.” The room went silent. Completely silent. Then Joy finished softly: “They just need to make you afraid enough to destroy yourself first.” The words settled like poison inside Christiana’s chest. Because deep down— She knew Joy was right. And somewhere beyond the dormitory walls, hidden within the dark corridors of the convent—

(Carolina's POV) I recalled Lucy's warning that I shouldn't reveal my name to anyone at this club, so I replied, "My name is Joy." "Joy who?" Bright asked, taking a step closer to meet me. I perceived his masculine breath and sensed that he was drunk, and I stepped backward. "My name is Joy Joy. Why do you want to know my full name?" I asked him, wondering if he was truly the CEO of the Blues Club, or maybe Mr. Karen knew him before.

“It’s the Aiden boss, and you can call me Aiden Ghost, I heard you were meeting unfortunately I have some other things to carry on that’s why I can’t meet you all today to your graves but no worries your Homes and families are safe for today but I am not sure about the underground business I just left some gifts for you, I hope you enjoy it, Oh and one last thing please let me enjoy this hunt I've been feeling bored lately with the latest ones I've taken down, let’s the hunt begin” After that message every person in that meeting started feeling worried some of them brought their phone to check on their families but just when they were going to the tv in the meeting room was turned on by itse

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

His knees buckle and drop to the ground. The media and police call me silenzio, while the others just call Silenzio. I'm a serial killer and I work for the country's most notorious and dangerous dark Italian organization known as The obsidian Syndicate. I work in the organization merely to quench my blood thirst after the unfortunate incident that occurred in my life which has scarred me and turned me brutal, I was given several therapy sessions but none ever worked to bring me back to the man I used to be before the incident.