Joanna Jay Novels & Stories

After twenty minutes of Courtney’s chatter, she finally left, leaving Joanna to cut off the light and fall asleep. **** Joanna dusted the desk in the study. She dropped the feather duster on the carpet. When she reached down to pick it up the bones in her back and legs cracked. “Oh,” she moaned as she stood up straight. She walked slowly to the mirror and looked in it. No longer was her face smooth as a baby’s bottom. Her hair was more white than blonde and her eyes were no longer blue, but a dull gray. Joanna was now sixty-five. She had stayed too long – wasted her life all the while everyone moved on - and out of her life. Joanna walked over to the fireplace mantle and surveyed the picture

" A woman sauntered into the room. She was stunning, dressed in short, tight-fitting shorts that showed off her curves. The way she walked, with her hips swaying hypnotically, could steal the breath of anyone watching from behind. "Oh, Joanna! Nothing major, just in a good mood." The woman was Joanna Yorker, the eldest daughter of the Yorker family, who was a dominant power in Denverville. Jared was clearly no match for her in terms of status. "I'm here to ask about Nerissa. Where's the person I asked for? The deadline was three days ago. You're not usually late like this," Joanna said, her voice laced with impatience.

, I stated flatly. Joanna nodded, her eyes sparkling with approval. "I knew she was a good woman from the day she stepped foot in this palace,. She has done a good job, using Leah to get the information. Very impressive. I couldn’t have been able to come up with such a smart move."

she said, coming to stand directly in front of me. I glanced around her, checking to make sure Joanna was still on the ground. Sharra went on, "I saw you in her mind, you know. Joanna loves you, though she knows the two of you can never be. She believes her life is destined for so much more than becoming your wife and bearing you children. The girl intends to lead France's army against the English. To her death if needs be. She believes that is her divine calling." Sharra brushed a piece of my hair off my face. I shuddered at the chill in her fingers. "But I have greater plans for her."

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

She looked sharply at Helen and Grace. “This is really terrible,”Joanna exclaimed. “The same house I went all out for. Paying to Jacquelyn every single month without missing one. It’s that same house I couldn’t stay in without fear for my life and my child’s life”. Helen rolled up her shirt I showed Joanna her plastered arm.

"I'm sorry for all the things you've been through. But I promise, three years from now, I'll make you the real Mrs. Brooks." Joanna smiled softly. "Alright." Theo hugged her tightly, then reluctantly left. As soon as he was gone, Joanna changed out of her pajamas and into her favorite outfit. The maid who cared for her came in and spoke quietly, "Everything is ready." Theo would never guess that the woman he had hired to spy on Joanna was actually working for her parents. Joanna followed the maid out the back door. The moment the black car drove away from the villa, flames exploded behind them in a fiery blaze.

“Okay, but how do you know he was cranky because of all the air?” “Did I mention that I raised my sister from when I was ten and also babysit as teenagers,” Jayce smirked at his own words? “No, you haven’t,” I sighed. “Thank God you were here. I was so worried. I guess I should resign,” “Rachel, bad thighs happened to everyone, and I know you handled it all even without me.” “I don’t know.....” “I have seen how much you love and care about Liam, and if you want to resign I won’t stop you, but is this what you really want,” Jayce said, holding me in comforting arms. “Liam is fine, so don’t worry.”

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

I searched for the wolf who had slapped me, but my brain couldn't seem to grasp anything at the moment. In the midst of the chaos, The maid's mistress stepped in. "Miss Jan?." She said to her maid. "Yes miss Amelia ?" The haughty elderly lady replied respectfully, head bowed. I looked at both of them in rage, I felt like ripping them apart. They had humiliated me for nothing. "I think we should let her be". the jewelry is not worth much anyway." She said with a sneer turning to me, like she had just pardoned a thief.