Joe Goldberg Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I am not that easy to get ridden of. Remember, I am Gold. The biggest name in the city, I will find you even if you hide inside the ground sweetie. Stop being so stubborn." I feel like strangling you right now. I hope you can hear that. He's so annoying that I wanna kill him so fast sometimes. I wonder why my heart would beat for a cunning guy like him. "Darling, do you think you can live without me?" He asked, again breaking into my thoughts. I rolled my eyes, "You have overstayed your welcome Mr Gold. You can leave now, I don't need your help anymore." I was expecting him to leave but guess what? He didn't, the jerk. He walked into the building leaving me dumbfounded. Isn't he leaving? Is

“Found it in the base ment and I thought – it’s such a nice little gift. Hope Mr. Spider didn’t climb out of his frame, but even if he did, maybe he crawled under her sheets…” “Thatiskind of funny.” A grin was spreading across Jack’s face. “And she deserves it, too, believe me,” Joe said. “Go to the next picture and you’ll fully agree. She’s still spending quality bed time with her boss’s husband, good old Fantastic Bob…” Looking a little pained and clearly wondering what kind of proof he might get to see if he did go to the next photo, Jack rubbed his nose. “Don’t worry,” Joe said cheerily, “It’s not half as X-rated as your neighbor’s book!” He took the phone from Jack and swiped his finger

Without waiting for his approval, I took off, jogging lightly through the field of flowers. I could hear Drex huffing behind me. "Tch, that girl! But this is strange... how did we get in here without passing through the portal? And why was she able to come here with me?" On the other hand, Joe harbored a secret in his solitude. Alone in his office, he stared at a photo on his phone—the image of a beautiful woman named Ruby, her smile sweet and radiant. "Ruby, how are you? I helped another human today. Are you proud of me?" he whispered, his face etched with a quiet sorrow.

“Before I came here tonight, I searched your shared closet and something Zoe left behind caught my attention. A receipt. A club receipt. Two nights before your wedding. She paid for a VIP booth with Jake’s name on it… but Jake never attended. He told the staff he never arrived. But the problem now is on that night meant to be Jake, Tyler wasn’t around.” I drop my cup. It shatters. Gold continues, almost breathless. “Zoe wasn’t where she claimed to be. And the more I dig, the more the story falls apart.” She squeezes my arm. “Chloe… what if Zoe planned the switch? What if she knew you’d black out? What if she wanted you to take her place?” My mouth dries. My chest tightens. “But why?” My voic

Gemma said. I smiled. “I love you too.” “Oh, and just so you know?” she added. “Big Joe said, and I quote, ‘That gold-digging sister of his better not open her fake-lashed eyes near Gemma again or she’ll get a taste of what real girls from Queens are made of.’” I wheezed. “You need to write that down. Frame it.” Gemma giggled. “I know, right? I should embroider it.”