Josie Hart: Books Novels & Stories

But then again she wondered if there was a place for her to escape from knowing how she had fallen into this odd dungeon. Having no choice, she decided to go back to the same room where she had hid before. She looked at the boxes and placed them aside before taking the books that were written for children. She read a little of it before placing the book in between the gaps of the others. When she heard a loud and crisp metallic click, Josie footsteps stopped. She stared at the same book she had just pushed in earlier. As she tried to check the sudden click, she felt cold breeze run through her back as she could hear the loud rolling noise from behind her startling her who then noticed the m

“Hart is invaluable. Efficient. Unshakable under pressure.” My chest swelled with pride I rarely allowed myself to feel. Isla Hart. The woman who once dragged a half-dead boy from a river now saving a branch of my empire without even knowing it belonged to me. She shone without strings, without favors. A diamond cutting her own path.

"I was ready to take her life, tear her heart out of her chest even though I know she is a woman who can make you happy—" . . **** From Rossita Saga: Wanna see Liam Almandine's and Harriet Goldlane's visuals? Good news! This book is now available as a comic. We have published the first comic chapter on W e b t o o n (remove space). Just search using the same title or open this link on your browser: bit. ly /liamalmandine (remove space). Liam looks hot hot hot!!!

Josephine's POV. The sun came up quite early today, as I turned to the left side of my bed stretching every part of my body. Last night I had cried myself to bed. Waking up this morning something is troubling me, my heart is so heavy as though a storm of emotions is raging within, tearing at the seams of my soul. Ah! Now I remember, Last night I broke up with my true love Max Berkeley. It's as if a part of me is missing, leaving an emptiness that only time can heal.

I walked out from my apartment, ready to study. I have 3 classes for today and then I'll just go to Jayson's office. "Elsa!" I turned to see Kevin. "Hey Kev, what's up?" I asked. "Uhmm.. do you have that book? The big one and it's green." He said as he tried to remember it. "Yeah I have it, it's the perspective book." "Yes! That on. Do you have it?" He asked. "Yeah, I have it at home. Text me, I can bring it to work later."

Chapter 231 ** Josie’s POV ** Luke wakes us up in the best way possible. He’s found Harper, and she’ll be coming home soon. I can already feel the excitement bubbling inside me as I pace the kitchen, imagining the moment when I can finally wrap my arms around her. The thought that she is safe fills me with overwhelming joy, and I can’t wait to see her again.

"Do you think she's the one? Do you think she's against us?" "I think you should listen to your heart. Don't let your need for forwardness in this case make you lose something pretty amazing, alright?" He nodded and then passed me a tiny smile. "That is going to harm. I'm not freaking agent perfect, but I'm going to try my best." He said and it was my turn to nod. "you know you're beginning to sound like one of those self-help romantic books. You should write a book. I'd help you market. Maybe Charmaine could help you edit and create a stunning book cover." He joked and I laughed. Josie was making me into something I wasn't comfortable with, but I have to see where it's going. I have to...

Alastor was at the stove cooking away, and Harriet had her face resting on the breakfast nook table. “Whatcha doing there, Hare?” I questioned her as I peeled off my jacket and plopped down beside her... Books were in various stacks all across the table. I picked one of the books up and recognized the name, Andre Armando. I glanced around; they were all Adre Armando’s journals. “How many years have you read?” “Too many.” Harriet partially picked up her head off the table and then let it fall back down with a dull thud.

I chuckled to him before asking the girls. "Josie it's nice to finally be able to talk to you as well. I've been watching you for months and you are quite an extraordinary woman. Even through the grief and being completely shit faced you still have the focus to just get shit done. That book on demons and other hell realm creatures is excellent. I mean seriously advanced stuff. The wisdom you put into it, the knowledge you've shared with others through it, I am utterly impressed with it and can't wait until it's released." Sammie spoke as I plated dinner for the three of us.

She could have sworn she saw a movement in the green-tinged depths. Yes. There it was. A pale area — roughly oval. It came more clearly into focus the more she stared at it. A chill ran down her back. The shape looked like a face. She rubbed her eyes, looking again. Nothing. The misty, oval shape had gone. Josie’s heart skipped back to its normal rhythm. Sam would have said that she had been reading too many of her ‘weird’ books, as he called them. That was another thing they had disagreed on. She had told him that ‘occult’ only meant hidden knowledge — the unknown — but he had not approved of her choice of reading material.