Joker Friendship Novels & Stories

He spat, and I placed my palms on my chest just to specify that I was worried. "I'm just concerned, you're the only friend I have." He pulled a sober face and then burst into laughter. "You're weird, you know that, right? You're cringing me out with those eyes," he said and then shook his head. "Joker," I commented, kicking my feet at the edge of the desk. "Believer," he snapped back, and I shook my head, laughing with him too, but I never meant that. He kept my hopes high and he's so unreadable. I was really mad, but then I only exhaled softly and gnashed my teeth.

Craig and I were on the same line of the same page about the Banks thing, and generally speaking, Craig seemed like a great guy. I was surprised by how relaxed and easygoing he was. Before I got to know Layton, I wouldn’t have thought there was one easygoing bone in his body. I definitely wouldn’t have expected his best friend to be a guy like Craig. He had an easy smile, could talk the ear off a donkey if he liked you it seemed, or listen seriously when the situation called for it. It didn’t hurt that he wasn’t an ugly guy either. In fact, he was ruggedly attractive.

Once off the ramp I gently pump the foot rest into the back of Drake's legs. "Hey D," I say backing away from him as he turns. His grin is as wide as my own. "Hey J, ready man?" I nod and Drake turns his attention to Jacob. "See you there in an hour looser," he says jokingly. Jacob and Drake have become friends the last couple of years since Drake and I are always together. "Later looser," Jacob replies with a chuckle as he slaps Drake on the shoulder. Before he turns to get his bike to put in the back of dad's truck he stops and looks at me intently causing me to fidget.

It was all new to him because he has to be away from her but it was in the best interest of his future. Jarden was a fresh guy like him but was more experienced than him so Jarden played a big brother to him and helped him to settle down. It was not easy at first but he adapted anyway. He had to and he did. After his sis, the next person he cherished most is Jarden, though he doesn't want to admit it. Jarden looked at the guy by his side and smiled, he remembered how they both started. Ander understands him on a different level and their friendship has not gone sour for once. Their bromance was way beyond comprehension. Even after college, he knows they will always be friends.

His tormentor's brother. "He never told me about JK. He never told me he has a brother. He is a part of Mafia. Now when I look back, I realize why people feared him, why nobody messed with me after he announced that I'm his friend. Now I realize why he announced it so openly, so loud so that everyone can hear it" Aiden tried to reason again but Daniel was quite clever. "Tell me if he would have told you his truth would you have befriended him?" Daniel said in a same calm and collected manner. Aiden shook his head and Daniel chuckled.

Joker might help. "Alright. Go back and wait. I'll inform you if there's any news." "Thank you." Nina expressed her gratitude. Despite Mr. Joker's role and allegiance, she was currently relying on his assistance. Mr. Joker was taken aback. In his time here, he had never received a genuine thank you. Most people cursed him daily. But Nina’s gratitude seemed sincere. Just then, a respectful male voice interrupted, "Mr. Joker. A new batch of slaves has just arrived. Do you want to select from them now?"

"Friends. Just friends." Atasha "Just friends" is the biggest lie Khalia Salvador has ever told herself. Forty minutes later, the atmosphere inside Wildflour Uptown was loud, buzzing, and completely claustrophobic. The restaurant was packed with the usual corporate crowd, but our table felt like the epicenter of a localized storm system. Bea and Mark, our friends who had watched us grow from broke architecture students into functioning adults, were already three cocktails deep. They had practically pulled us into the booth, forcing Khalia and me to sit right next to each other on the plush leather banquette.

“You saw what they did to Margo. You want to hand her over to someone that would do that to another person?” “It doesn’t involve us!” Cinder yelled, slamming his fist on the table. “It does involve us!” Joker yelled, pushing out of his chair. “You and Margo were close! She was your friend! What the hell is wrong with you? And you!” Joker’s voice boomed out across the room silencing the others as he turned on the other young man that had spoken up in favor of turning Maribell over to Bernard. He jabbed a finger in his chest and advanced on him. He didn’t care if he ended up violating club law as he grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

"I'm just concerned, you're the only friend I have" He pulled a sober face and then burst into laughter. "You're weird you know that right? You're cringing me out with those eyes" he said and then shook his head. "Joker" I commented, kicking my feet at the edge of the desk. "Believer" he snapped back and I shook my head, laughing with him too but I never meant that. He kept my hope high and he's so unreadable. I was really mad but then I only exhaled softly and gnashed my teeth.

Somehow that makes a lot of sense. From what I’ve seen, Jonathan is not only a super friendly person, but he takes his friendships seriously. Once you are his friend, he will always care for you, whether you want to be or not. Kurt is lucky to have a friend like him. And I’m lucky to fall into that umbrella by association. “That sounds like something he would do. Now, what does it say?” I asked, leaning to peer at the phone screen too. I can’t help but be curious.