Josie Reverse Novels & Stories

"You mean the method that you used in Hot Spring Hotel in Mauve Mountain? Do you think I'll still be that stupid?" Josie suddenly bent down and said, "Jocelyn, don't worry, for I won't let you die. I made a wrong plan before, and I've realized that it's no use competing with a dead person!" Josie's voice was so eerie that Jocelyn felt like a poisonous snake had climbed onto her body. After saying that, Josie raised her head, straightened herself up and walked towards her seat in high heels. Jocelyn looked at Josie's back with a gloomy expression. It seemed that Josie had no scruples after being debunked for her true identity!

I hung up and powered off my phone. Tessa looked at me, a hint of pride in her eyes. I sank back into the sofa, the tension draining out of me. For the first time, I didn’t feel small or powerless. Maybe I wouldn’t get the role. Maybe I would. But whatever happened next, I was finally standing on my own — and that was victory enough for today.

Obviously, she was telling Josie not to jump out and ruin her future. Josie suddenly broke free from her mother’s hand. She pointed at Hiroshi and was almost out of control when she said, "Judge, he… He tried to assault me. Thanks to Sis Angeline's timely arrival, she kicked him away and tied him with a rope before he could do anything to me,” Josie said that and stopped abruptly. Everyone waited closely for what she was about to say next. Both her parents looked at her expectantly. However, Josie suddenly calmed down and said with eloquence, "I asked Sis Angeline to stay with me. While she was asleep, I tried to kill Hiroshi with a dagger."

The footage began. Security camera footage. Timestamped years ahead of the current date. Impossible. Absolutely impossible. Elaine watched herself appear on screen. Wearing the exact dress from the night she died. Pale. Terrified. Running down the staircase. Then— Lily appeared. And Daniel. Exactly as Elaine remembered. The argument. The betrayal. The panic. Every horrifying second unfolded exactly as it had in her previous life. Margaret gasped behind them. “Oh my God…” Elaine couldn’t move.

She hung up on me and all I could do was stand in stupefied silence. Josie was the breaker -the first in a thousand years- and she could undo the spell trapping Vladimir -a spell that several supes and humans sacrificed their lives to put in place, the very spell keeping everyone safe- just by willing it and she is meeting up with him at the House of Pulé in Clovis while I was here standing at the front of the Blood Shadow’s coven in Oakhurst. "Holy motherfvcking shit!" I yelled with impotent rage, fisting my hair in anger.

I turned a new shade of red and sheepishly looked back up at her. "I think you WERE thinking of me, weren't you, Kev?" she said in a sultry voice, taking a step toward me. I took another step backward, my shoulders hitting the wall behind me with a thud. Oh shit! I thought, listening to hear if I'd woken anyone. Josie pressed her breasts hard into my chest, as she slid her hand down the front of my boxers. I instinctively let go of my cock, and she immediately took over, wrapping her hand around it.

“Take care of our son, Erika. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry for all the pain. Just say… Just say… that you… forgive me… Please…” Amelia started crying. “Yes, yes, Zein, I forgive you.” The last smile everyone was going to see there was drawn on Zein’s face. Then, he exhaled the last breath. Amelia and Gadriel started crying in pain. And Marcos beside her was always there to support her. A wild revenge had been consummated. If you want to get your revenge you should dig two graves; one for the cause of your revenge and the second one for you. THE END

The silky fabric hugged my curves, and the hem fell to mid-thigh. Looking in the mirror, I barely recognized this sexier version of myself—a side I hadn’t seen in a long time. With hair and makeup done, I stepped into the living room. That’s when I remembered: Jasper was still waiting. Seeing me, his eyes went wide. He whistled, then smiled. “Wow… Luciano is certainly in for a surprise today.”

This wasn't just about getting the job; this was about revenge, turning the tables on Jordan Storm, making his life a complete misery. Back in high school, Jordan Storm had been the golden boy—the type every girl longed for and every boy envied. He was undeniably handsome and had every girl at his feet—including me. I was the chubby fat girl who didn't fit in his world. I remember the sting of rejection when I finally confessed my feelings—the way he had bodyshamed me and publicly humiliated me in front of the entire school. His words still haunt me to this day, fueling my drive to succeed and become somehow he'd wish he never crossed paths with, to prove my worth.

Harlan asked. "Home," Josie said. They walked back through the city. Past the docks. Past the old buildings. Past the shuttered fish market and the iron door in the alley. Through Beacher Street. Past Grindstone, dark and quiet. Up Whitfield Lane. The house was warm. The lights were on. Vangie had left dinner in the oven. Pierogi. She'd been learning from Dane. Josie sat at the kitchen table, between her beasts, eating her mother's pierogi, and the bond hummed, and the cards were in her pocket, and the thing under the city was stirring, and the seventh chair was cracking, and she wasn't afraid. She pulled one card before bed. Just one. The Star. She put it back. She already knew.