Josie Davis Wiki Novels & Stories

Valeria’s POV “One month and we’ve worked together… and you’re still embarrassed to receive any kind of care from me?” Josie asks incredulously, helping me sit on the couch in her office. She hands me a tissue and I use it to wipe my mouth. “You better start getting used to it now.” I smile at her, drinking the water that she offered to hopefully ease my nausea. Josie is the woman I found along the road on the way to the Human world. She’s the one who drove me there, and we have been inseparable ever since.

"That's not true, Nicci." "I'm planning to teach," Josie Ambrose said, pale skin almost glowing in the light from the stained glass windows, her hair as black as Charlotte's, "or I'd be all over that." "You can't have her." Tippy reached across Liam and grasped my hand. "I don't know," Donalda Pierce said in her slow drawl, tall, thin body leaning forward, wide gray eyes sparkling with humor as she teased our friend. "Maybe I'd like to give it a go, Syd."

…… When Javen was almost well, Cassie went through a series of formalities with him for Li Yue, and then took him back to China. When getting off the plane, Cater Johns suddenly leaned in carefully and whispered to Cassie. 'You have to be careful when you go back this time. That girl Jones Davis is not normal. Since you disappeared, she just started to look for you in Lacrimosa, and later she has completely changed.' Cassie's mouth twitched slightly: 'How abnormal can it be?' Cater Johns smiled awkwardly and gave her a look of her own experience. I heard that Jones Davis would come to pick me up today, so Cassie didn't think much. She thought she had adapted to the fact that he was still ali

Josie POV This was not the way that I thought today would turn out like, let alone I didn’t think that Darius was like this, I felt comforted that a man as strong and powerful as he is that he would show such emotions with people that he has only met today. It was going to be hard for me if I had to say goodbye to him. Jess looked at me with a softness in her eyes. I still couldn’t believe that she was here in front of me and, more to the fact she was Ethan’s sister.

Sir, I have sent the report to your email but there is something you need to know," Martin said. "I am listening," Bryce said. "Sir, even though the report points everything to Ms Anderson as the brain behind what is going on, I found something else. Ms Josehhine Davis was never a Davis," Martin announced. "Her real name is Josephine Brown. She was a servant in the home of the Davis," he added. "What are you talking about?" Bryce questioned with a frown.

He wanted to say something but he was interrupted by officer gale. "I'm sorry about what happened, but you don't have to worry about Mrs smith anymore." He said without looking at anyone in particular. "What do you mean?" Dave asked looking serious all of a sudden. "She died last night, suicide". He said simply. Alexa didn't know if she should be happy or sad. A side of her was happy that Josie was dead but another part wasn't because she felt like she didn't suffer enough. She slowly left the comfort of her brother's arm and turned to face Sophie. " I want to hear it from you, your plans, reasons for all you did, everything."

The sun was beginning to dip, casting long, amber shadows across the pavement, when she finally spotted it: the sleek, black sedan turning the corner. "João!" she breathed, her heart leaping. She stepped toward the road, waving her arms and flagging the car down. Inside the car, João slowed the vehicle as they approached the gate. "Boss, it’s Miss Chelsea," he reported softly, glancing into the rearview mirror. Davis, who had been sitting dejectedly in the back seat with his head resting against the cool glass, felt his blood run cold. "Chelsea?" He looked through the tinted window and saw her—breathless, and running alongside the car with a look of desperate relief. João brought the sedan t

Like you wouldn’t know her douche of fucking ex cheated on her and then she dumped him yesterday. If it was me I’d probably be wallowed up in bed under the covers elbow deep in a tub of Chunky Monkey by now. Josie has a small light blue cropped silk top on paired with a light wash denim pair of jeans. She looks fire. With a plain white oversized cardigan. She’s not trying to impress anyone. Although I did notice her take a quick mirror selfie and send it someone. Probably Mystery Man. I want to know his freaking identity. She’ll tell me when she’s ready.

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Owen’s eyes met mine, filled with a sudden realization. "Josie," he said, his voice filled with dread. "She got hurt while trying to escape from prison. Her left leg was severely injured. She’s been lame ever since." "But she was arrested again. Her sentence was extended, wasn’t it?" I asked, trying to make sense of it. Owen’s face changed as if he just remembered something. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed a number. He stepped away for a moment. The tension in the evening air was suffocating as I waited for him to finish the call.

Still feeling uneasy, Diana pressed on, "Saving her was the right thing to do. But can you explain why you and Josie were traveling in Jervia and even ended up in an interview?" Isaac's gaze sharpened instantly as it swept toward Harriett. Harriett's heart jolted. She avoided his eyes, guilt written all over her face. Timothy sighed. "Grandma, I'm aware of that. After Josie was rescued, she wanted to relax in Jervia for a few days. I was busy then, and Uncle Isaac happened to be there. Besides, didn't he make it clear in the interview? They're just friends." Only then did Diana finally relax.