Novel & Cerita Joshua Graham Quotes

I don't know where Justine got those words from but they made me glue my feet on the floor, and stare at the doorway, with an undeniable aching heart. "Just cry if you want to cry, brother Josh. No one will see you. But remember that I will always be here for you, all right?" Justine added and started crying. So, I toughened my core not to get affected by what he said. I am already old enough to get affected by such incidents in my life. Marcos thought me in one of my training on how to become tough. Certainly tough. That those wolves who are close to me will eventually die under any circumstances.

Grace's pov: I was sitting on my bench gazing out of the window thinking about Joshua. He said I deserve every happiness but do I? He knows nothing. He knows nothing how I'm a burden to my parents. A failure to Mrs. S-- whatever. An undeserving person to everyone. And in all of them he thinks I deserve happiness and I deserve the world. Hah! What nonsense. Only he thinks this. 'Because he is the only one after Candice who cares for you.' my inner voice mocked me.

"Excuse me? What did you say? Get down and give me twenty, and that counts for everyone who questions my authority." "Who rattled his cage?" Sasha whispered from above. "Don't ask." Josh knew everyone's strengths and focused on improving techniques. For someone his age he was well-rounded, it was like he had an extra sense. The night he got injured was the first time she had seen him harmed reminding her that teamwork was a must. No matter how good you were even if you were the best at something we all need help sometimes.

“Can you please stop acting like a child?” “Why should I?” Joshua yells, climbing back to his feet. “You just said it yourself: I’m immature and irresponsible. Truth is, as long as you’re thinking with your dick, I’ll always lose out to Addison.” Shaking his head, Javan takes a step back. “This isn’t a fucking competition, Joshua. But… this is pointless, we’re going in circles. I… I want you to pack some of your things and leave. Right now.”

“And you too. I’ll miss those little banters you always had with Professor Grant. And how he always put you in your place when you tried to be over-smart.” Joshua rolls his eyes, but isn’t able to hide his obvious grin. “Correction. I was never ‘trying’ to be smart. I am one. I wouldn’t be on this team if I wasn’t.” “Point,” Harriet says, nodding, before throwing her arm around his neck. “But remember to never bet again in your whole life. In the last 18 months, aside from the research, if there’s something else we’ve all learned, it’s that you have terrible luck when it comes to betting.”

“Josh. You need to be better. Think of your future, and do not waste your time on things that don’t matter.” “I tried, I really tried, Riv,” Josh’s voice felt weak and small. “Well, you’re going to want to be better next time. Go to your room.”

she mumbled in tears. Joshua kept turning from one side of the bed to the other, he grunted loudly over and over again until he finally sat up in a hurry, he looked shocked and scared wiping his hands across his eyes, he finally shut his eyes taking a deep breath “it was only a dream…” he mumbled. “Dreams are most times prophecies you know” Emma said. Joshua was startled, he didn’t realize that someone was in his room all these while, he scoffed in displeasure as he disliked such surprises “mother, you scared shit out of me.”

“And Gavin… I don’t even know if he realizes what he’s walking into.” Mara reached out, brushing her hand lightly against his arm. “Sometimes all we can do is be there. You can’t control everything.” Josh’s jaw tightened. “I know. But that doesn’t stop me from trying.” She smiled faintly. “You think too much, Josh. That’s the thing about you. But maybe that’s good. It keeps you sharp, keeps everyone on their toes.” He looked at her then, a small, wry grin tugging at his lips. “Maybe. Or maybe it just makes me exhausted.”

Tears were already threatening to spill, burning at the corners of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Then Josh spoke. His voice was calm but firm. “Humans are always ungrateful,” he mused. “That’s why it’s better to train and support animals than people.” Kenneth’s face twitched at the sound of Josh’s words. His grip tightened around the fork before he dropped it onto his plate with a loud clang. His jaw tensed. “Josh, I won’t have you talk to me that way.” Josh leaned back, unimpressed. “Then leave the table.” He gestured lazily. “That’s how I talk. If you can’t handle it, walk away. And since when do you get to teach me how to speak?”