Josie Reverse Novels & Stories

Let it be irreversible. Let this end.

I roll my eyes, "I like to be fully informed if I'm going to overthrow a government." "True, true. Continue," she smiles. "As I was saying, she attended Georgetown University in Washington, D.C., and she went on to work at a science lab in Georgetown." "What lab?" "I think it was called Arel or Arial-something starting with an A--" "Aural Laboratories," she interjects. "Right. So we know where we're going." "And the Reversal took place on," she checks her phone, "December 31, 2020."

She made up her mind to go with them no matter what it takes. All through that night, she stood at the rooftop and prayed to God for divine intervention. "Dad, Mom… you guys can hear me, right? Please, help me out. I want that woman to trust me, she is the only person that can help me take revenge for your death" “What!? How can the boss behave so rashly and give you the position of the team leader?” Stella exclaimed. Sophia frowned and pouted. Why is Stella acting like it is a big deal?

Josie replies. Put on display like some zoo animal, I stand and stretch in the middle of the room while the pack members watch me from the sidelines. However, Josie is suddenly behind me, taking my arm into her hands. “You’re doing it wrong,” she insists. “You need to pull your arm back like this.” Following her words, Josie forcibly jerks my arm backward, making me yelp as pain sears through my arm and shoulder. Only, she doesn’t let go as she tugs farther, making my arm feel like it’s going to snap.

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.

“What type of deal did you make to get us out of here?” Josie closed her eyes. It was dark, but Kendra was sure that she saw a lone tear slide down the woman’s cheek. “No more than I deserve for all that I’ve done. Now, don’t have my efforts be in vein.” She reached under the seat and pulled out a small box with a vile and three needled syringes. “There are three shots here to help reverse the effects of the drug in your man. Wait until you are far away from here before giving them to him because he may react adversely. Maybe wait until morning. I added an extra vile just in case three doses aren’t enough. There’s a crossbow and some arrows beneath the seat. It was the best that I could do

Aurora’s POV: Josie was revived after a brief administration of first aid and funny enough this time, she no longer looked fearless. The cockiness that she once exuded had now been morphed into panic and her pride deflated. Something about the way the color drained from her face made me feel superior, and I was glad that despite all her earlier sass, I had one thing over her… something that she hadn’t seen coming. She latched her fingers on my upper arm, gripping my arm with so much vigor. Her eyes were frantic when she asked; “He didn’t die?”

He tried to get on to his feet, wincing in pain as he did so. Isabelle did not appear to be fazed by this new turn of events. Her face twisted into a sneer. “So, Oswald, do you want to show me what you’re made of?” David stepped inside. “What have you done to her?” “Isabelle has become a member of the Brethren!” Belinda was aware of movement behind her and she twisted round to see the bar emptying through the back door with the entrance of David Oswald. Isabelle seemed to notice this too and she laughed. “They might be scared of you, Oswald, but I’m not!”

He says as he kisses her. While kissing his lips, she realizes something. "Zayn... in my letter..." he pulls away to look at her face. "What was written?" "It was written I was proposing the idea of a reverse harem with me to my brothers. The— the old Cassandra did so. What do I do...?" And on January 16th of 2022, the reverse harem with Cassandra and her brothers began in history. Even if it was a pleasurable occurrence for Cassandra of the past, they've come to realise how wrong it was in a third person's perspective.

When I saw myself, I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth. The plain, unremarkable researcher I had been for twenty-four years was gone. On my forehead, a mark had manifested, a perfectly symmetrical full moon, etched into my skin with purple and gold swirling around it. But it was my eyes that truly shocked me. The dull, dark color I had been born with was gone. In its place were irises with the colour of deep gold. “W… What is…?” "The Sovereign's Sight," the Alpha whispered from the bed, his voice thick with tears. "My daughter has returned. The true Alpha is here.”