Josephine Book Novels & Stories

He stated and Josephine raised her brow in curiosity. “That sounds crazy, but what is it?” “Emmeline was the one who took it.” Josephine could not believe what she had just heard. She would have never guessed her youngest sister to be the thief who stole the forbidden book of spell the two of them had been protecting since the longest time.

she screaming, gripping the table edge with white knuckled hands before sitting down back in her chair, and breathing hard. Josephine was scribbling notes and nodding furiously all the while, after a moment of silence she held up a single finger, like she was asking for a minute. "Excellent, thank you Melody for sharing your story with me." Josephine reached into her purse that she had laid by her feet. Her very large purse Melody realized as several documents and file folders were withdrawn from inside the purse that looked too small to hold everything. "Enchanted bag, really a lifesaver." Josephine said, almost like she could hear Melody's unsaid question.

Her blue-grey eyes twinkled with good humor as she said, “I can see if I can locate one for you if you wish.” Finding his voice was difficult, but Joseph somehow managed to eek out, “I’m good, thanks.” After a brief moment of silence he added, “I was waiting for Ingrid. I’m here to see Benjamin.” The beautiful young woman looked temporarily perplexed. Then, with a smile, she said, “Ingrid’s been detained. You must be her wolfman, Joseph.” Amused by the term wolfman, Joseph gave a slight chuckle as he nodded.

He adds unbothered. Josephine shakes her head. "I am not a child, you do not carry me." Josephine snaps and walks away with sloppy steps. With each step she takes her legs wobbles and she tries to keep her balance to prove Elijah wrong but it only makes her walk sloppier. Damn these high heels. She thought. Without warning Josephine shrieked when she was lifted off the ground. The smell of spice and coconut filters her nostrils. "What the hell Elijah!?"

Slowly but surely, Josephine had turned into an addict who lived off alcohol. Bottle after bottle Josephine gulped, hoping the alcohol would chase away the indignance she was feeling. Alas, her indignance only grew, turning into ants that fed on her every thought. Unease was itching unbearably at the back of her mind. She walked over to the bed, a dangerous glint that came from her irritation flashed in her enchanting pair of eyes. She then tore off Zayne’s clothes roughly... Pain joined the chaos that was her train of thought.

Opening the bedroom door, she slammed into Josephine who was just leaving the room. “Oh!” Josephine was clutching a book in her hand and looked flustered. “I... I was getting a book to read. I remembered that Killian had a great collection in his sitting room.” “I thought Killian said our rooms were out of bounds to the rest of the pack.” I saw Something, possibly irritation, flashed across Josephine's eyes but it was gone before I was sure. “Killian meant the rest of the pack. I’m such old friends with him; he doesn’t mind me popping in now and then.”

I didn't realize I was so exhausted until I finally sat down. Everything that had happened tonight still felt unreal. Sneaking into Liam’s study. Finding the second Book of Life. Getting caught by Elder Thorne. And then, the conversation that brought in many unanswered questions. To be honest, I still could not stop thinking about the way Elder Thorne spoke to Josephine with bitterness and pain. Josephine moved slowly toward the small table beside the bed before sitting opposite us. “You have to listen and listen well,” she started but she paused. For a moment, Caleb and I didn't say anything.

Louisa's POV "Listen to your absurdity, she-wolf! How dare you urge me to apologize to you? Maids! Come forward and peel off her dress! If the slut doesn't want to wear shoes, she won't need her clothes, either." Josephine commanded. Several maids went forward and tried to pull my clothes off. I pushed them away. One of them bumped into the table. The drink spilled a bit out of the glasses. Josephine raised her hands and was about to hit me again.

"I gave you plenty of chances over the last three years. I told myself that if you just owned up to what happened to Daniel, I'd drop it. But you kept lying. I told myself that if you just confessed to the cheating, I'd drop that, too. You didn't do that either. "Then I thought, fine, if you just drop Nicholas and Jonathan, or even if you just tolerate my own side pieces and let me keep that surrogate kid so we could call it even, but you couldn't do that. So tell me, Josephine, why on earth do you think you deserve another chance?" Josephine parted her lips, but she couldn't find the words to save herself. Then, she turned on her heel and walked out, destroyed. It started pouring. Outside,

- Josephine - I lay there feeling my chest rise and fall. I took a deep breath and attempted to slide the dildo inside of me. I was instantly met with resistance, but I didn’t push. I quickly realised that the experience was supposed to be pleasurable and I had to be in the right state of mind.