Hope And Josie Novels & Stories

Hector leans forward, his hand reaching out to squeeze his daughter’s hand. “You were right, Abel couldn’t live. He would have shared too much information; he would have leaked key details on how to get to us. How to take down the pack. ” Josie whispers to her mother. “There’s something else…” I clear my throat, gaining the attention of the room. “What?” Both Hector and Ezra ask out in unison. “Josie healed her…” “You did?” “Yes, she looked a little like you Mum. Same hair colouring and skin tone…”

His silence had driven her into an ice cellar. Josie burst into tears, and she was choked up while saying, “I thought that no matter how much I quarrel with you or nag at you, with our unswerving feelings, you’d never get tired of me. It turns out that I was wrong. I’m not Sis Angeline, after all. I’m not as lucky as her to have met Jay who loves her without a bottom line.” When Josie was done speaking, she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Then, she fixed her gaze on Zayne with a coercing look in her eyes.

Josie's eyes glossed with unshed tears but the hatred in her expression couldn't be mistaken. "I'll bury you for this Kim Walker. You too Bobby Kennedy" Josie's threat was clear as a crystal. The finality of her words almost gave him the chills. Jace didn't doubt she could do some damage, Josie's father practically ran this town. But Jace didn't care. Kim and Bobby brought her wrath on themselves. "That little girl is going to kill you guys!" Lily broke out laughing "This is just like a soap opera" And with that they all packed into the van and headed for the ocean. Jace took the wheel and Seb sat in the passenger seat.

she asked, tipping her face up to watch her friend. Josie pitter-pattered her fingertips over her heart. “Some day my Thor will come. And this one is mine, Laura. All—” She halted, eyes growing alarmingly huge, her words ending abruptly in a strangle. Mouth dropped, Laura could see parts of Josie’s meal in her tongue. “Jesus, Josie, shut your trap.” “Hey—I didn’t say anything bad.” Squinting, Josie cocked her head and flinched, suddenly nervous.

Josie was all too happy to hear that. “Okay!” She beamed then turned around and ran out of the room. “Mommy, you have to be fast too,” she threw over her shoulder as she made her way out. My gaze found Xavier’s, questioning, and his lips curled. “You heard her…” he shrugged. My eyes moved upward, in a slow arc before returning to meet his, and I let out a quiet sigh of exasperation. As much as I wanted Josie to be happy, he was giving her hope that he most likely couldn’t sustain.

Valeria’s POV “One month and we’ve worked together… and you’re still embarrassed to receive any kind of care from me?” Josie asks incredulously, helping me sit on the couch in her office. She hands me a tissue and I use it to wipe my mouth. “You better start getting used to it now.” I smile at her, drinking the water that she offered to hopefully ease my nausea. Josie is the woman I found along the road on the way to the Human world. She’s the one who drove me there, and we have been inseparable ever since.

“Do you want to?” Brittany blinked. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.” “As long as he gives me contact info so I can check on you tomorrow and make sure he didn’t murder you in your sleep then yeah, go for it,” Josie urged. There was more laughter by the door but Josie ignored them. She was having too much fun dancing with her new friends. And they were great. Just as Ash had said they were. She closed her eyes and put her back to Mia’s as they both swayed, arms up, asses shaking the entire time.

She paused, trailing those scars. "If you have forgotten, I would remind you. It was the first time you stepped into this place, and they whipped you so hard just so they could welcome you properly into this hell." Josie stopped speaking and turned me around. Her eyes glinted red, and I could feel her anger. "These scars are supposed to be a reminder. We have just three days to get our freedom, and when we are so close to having that victory, you are wavering," she snapped, hands balled into tight fists.

Rosemary says protectively to Bjorn. “My mother found her fated mate years ago. They have a child together, my sister. She’s not interested in your mate,” Hope tells them. Sprites may be gentle and kind, but they are fierce when it comes to their love for their mates and children. “We need to get back. I need to set up a room for mom and dad,” she says. “You need to eat, Hope. You barely ate breakfast,” I say. “It’s a long walk, Levi, and …”