Josh Richards Stories Novels & Stories

She had all the positive qualities of Vivian and more making her angelic. I slept off during the lectures and during the break period, my uncle called me. “Joshua, are you feeling fine?”, He asked with concern. “Yes sir, very well. Yesterday, I was busy working on my book and I had less time to sleep. ” “Yes. That's the major reason I called you. I have read the book and I must say, that was a superb write-up. Did you write it all by yourself” “yes sir. It took me a month to write that”

He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

Bolt sat upright looking straight into his eyes. “What does he have to do with Josh being kidnapped?” Bolt was genuinely confused. Why would Richard mention Marshall? “No. Nothing in particular to say but considering the fact that he was always looking for a way to get back to Josh”. Richard said, twisting the paper weight in his hand. “What are you trying to say, Rich? I am not in a mood for riddles”. Bolt sighed deeply. “Look, I am not pointing at Marshall, but what are the chances that he kidnapped Josh because he couldn't get him anyway”. Richard said as a matter of fact tone.

ANOTHER ATTEMPT ON MY LIFE ********************* NARRATORS POV ********************* Chris has been on the streets for so long to know and sense danger when it lurked around. It was almost evening, the sun had gone to sleep, and shadows trailed behind their owners. he was exhausted after spending most of the day at the hospital beside his mother, all he wanted to do was get home as fast as his tired legs could carry him, take a long cold shower to calm his throbbing nerves and muscle, whisk up a fast and healthy meal to eat and retire early to his bed. All these activities he had in mind might not go in accordance as he thought. He did not know which would come first as his eyes were almost

"Thanks, man. I owe you." “You owe me a bottle of scotch. Not the cheap stuff." Josh forced a grin. "Deal." Richie glanced between us one last time before leaving. I didn’t move until he shut the door behind him. Then Josh turned to me. “So you literally have nothing to say?” His voice wasn’t angry. It wasn’t cold. It was tired. I opened my mouth, but couldn’t speak. He waited. I stayed frozen. Josh took a deep breath and got to his feet. "Just leave then. Go. If that’s what you want."

“Even if it still doesn’t stand... I want you to sell me shares at double the price, now.” “What? Why? I thought you were not interested in investing in romance books. What was it that you said… right, you said you won’t be able to make millions of dollars from story books,” Josh remarked on the phone. Jake cleared his throat and said, “Did I? No, that wasn’t me… I love storybooks. I’ve read a lot and I’m a fan.” “Jake.” “Yes?” Jake replied. “Tell me the truth.” “I love reading about CEOs and how they find the love of their lives.”

“I think you need a story to lighten up your mood.” I chuckled softly. “Oh? You’re going to tell me a story now?” “Yup!” he grinned, sitting up straighter. “So, there’s this boy in my class named Ryan. He’s super funny, but he’s also the unluckiest kid I’ve ever met. Like, seriously, it’s almost like bad luck follows him around.” I leaned in, intrigued. “Oh? What happened?” Josh’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he began his story.

"Don't you listen to him, Beatrice. That man is only trying to win you over with his lies. Don't you dare fall for it. Why don't you move your butt now and go to your date now? Josh is already waiting for you." "Who's this Josh?" Drake inquired. "Why do you ask? That's not part of your worries anymore. But since you wanted to know badly about it, then let me tell you. Josh is a billionaire. He is super rich. Way richer than you." "Josh? Is that someone I know?" The way he reacted seemed to ring a bell. "Who cares if you know him or not? There is one important event right now and that's my sister-in-law finally meeting the man who will treasure her for life. Isn't that romantic?"

"And what about you, Josh? What adventures have you embarked on since we last met?" Josh's lips curled into a mischievous grin as he shared tales of his recent travels, the places he had visited, and the fascinating people he had encountered along the way. He painted vivid pictures with his words, transporting his listeners to far-off lands and exotic locales. As Josh spoke, Katie couldn't help but notice the gleam in Rose's eyes. It was evident that Josh's adventurous spirit resonated with her, sparking a flame of curiosity within her own soul. They were kindred spirits, connected by a shared thirst for exploration and an appreciation for life's wonders.