Joey Blossom Whoa Novels & Stories

Max POV. It's been 3 days since the night I received that dreadful message from the unknown number. Life has been boring, the voice hadn't contacted me for days, it has been from work to the gym and my apartment. I just couldn't help but wonder if Josephine's father, Jerry Oniels and his wife Sandra Oniels are even as concerned as I am towards the wellbeing of their daughter. Staring at my phone I deleted all the nude videos a strange girl called Amelia had been sending me.

He was also shaking his feet anxiously. "This must be the work of the Blossoms Group. I've read about them online. Their president, Marvin Gunter, is Mark's father. There are many negative news reports about him. It's said that he's especially ruthless when he's dealing with his problems." Ross looked at Josh and then at Logan with a serious expression on his face. Josh's phone rang. Joey was calling him. Josh had a heavy expression when he answered the call. "Alright, I'll head over right now. Yes. Okay. Bye," said Josh before he curtly ended the call.

the woman asked in a confused tone. “No ma'am you've done nothing wrong. I'm looking for a particular type of rose, the white rose specifically. Do you have them in your collection.” Jones asked looking serious. The woman noticed the sudden change in his countenance while he asked this question. As she delayed a bit before finally giving her response. "Yes detective, I had only two plants and I sold them two weeks ago" “May I ask who you sold them to” Detective Jones replied. “It was a young woman in her twenties, she looked rich and was extremely beautiful, she really looked like my late daughter. I think she said something about gifting it to a friend” the woman replied with confidence.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

"I won't marry anyone else except you." James's passionate promise back then all felt like a joke now. "James?" "James!" A voice brought James back to his senses. James quickly looked up and saw Jessica looking at him. She seemed shy and afraid. Those beautiful eyes of hers showed how much she was looking forward to their future. Countless hopeful eyes were looking at Jessica and James as well. Their gazes were completely fixed on the two of them. James forced himself to raise his arm and pick up that expensive ring.

Willow appeared even more outstanding in comparison with Zoey. "I refuse!" Willow firmly declined as she was afraid to approach William. He was taken aback as he didn't expect her to decline so resolutely. "The car will be here soon. There's no one else to help you with these cuffs. Should I do it?" Joey said. William vehemently objected, "No! Anyone but you!" His encounter with Joey had left him a psychological scar. Joey was in a dilemma. She held a gun and was uncertain about what to do next.

Not from pain From the flood of emotion that slams into me. Clara’s fury. Aria’s agony. Their unwavering refusal to let go of each other. Their combined power detonating in a single, impossible burst. And under it all A voice I haven’t heard since the goddess first appeared: “Release.” Not Clara’s. Not Aria’s. The goddess herself. I gasp for air as the shockwave fades, collapsing forward onto my hands. My arms tremble violently. My breath comes in broken bursts. But the moment the light dims

The next day, Willow was woken up by a phone call. "Hello?" she answered groggily. "Were you still sleeping?" Joey's voice was on the other end. "Joey? Are you back from your business trip?" "I just got back and saw the news. You're famous now." "What news?" "I'll send it to you. Read it yourself." Willow, not understanding the situation, looked at the news article Joey had sent. She became fully awake almost immediately.

“They don’t matter. I’ll make them respect you.” I shook my head. “Respect doesn’t work like that. It feels like… like something else is twisting them against me. Like it isn’t all their choice.” He went still at that, his eyes narrowing slightly. “What do you mean?” Before I could answer, Joey barged in without knocking. She was panting like she’d run the whole way. “You need to see this,” she said.

I didn't need this shit so early in the morning. "Mm... you seen the little Blossom yet?" Tyler laughed. Fuck sake. Blossom was a girl from the Blood Moon pack, her father was their former Alpha and her brother had taken over 4 years ago when he was 21. She was small, and sweet. Her hair was always tied up in a ribbon and she was always reading... or doing work. She never really spoke to anyone. I'd only ever seen her with two people. And I had to admit, I'd had a crush on her as soon as I'd laid eyes on her. But I always felt guilty in the back of my head.