Josie Saltzman Novels & Stories

What would Jace think if he knew that Ash was basically stalking Josie? Jace would think he’d lost his damn mind. Just as Ash had thought Jace had lost his—and well, he had—over Bethany. According to his report, Josie was twenty-eight. An art grad who lived in a basement studio apartment in a brownstone on the Upper East Side. The apartment was leased to her. Not another man. In fact there was little evidence in the report of this other man’s presence, other than him arriving to pick her up at different intervals. The report only spanned a few days, since it had only been since then that Ash had met Josie and immediately requested the information.

Winnie chips in. Definitely living in the twilight zone. The front door opens and a woman's voice calls out. "We're here." Tabitha comes across the other side of the island and hugs a blonde-haired woman. "Josie this is Joslin. She's dating Spencer. I'm so glad they let him off the cameras for the day so you could eat with us." "Josie and Jocelyn," Winnie says, staring at the both of us. "What's with all the J names?"

she paused, "The murder of my precious son, John Ramirez" With a nod from the judge, Ms. Ramirez played the recording. The courtroom fell silent as Isabella’s voice echoed through the speakers, dripping with malice and insanity. The jury listened intently as Isabella confessed to framing Joane, plotting against Nikolai, and detailing the involvement of her co-conspirators, including Leo, her mother, and Mr. Park.

I promise her as she leans in a little closer. I remembered a time not long ago when Josie would not accept any kind of friendship or anything from anyone. Now she is embracing all the familial things she can get her hands on. From her friendship with Sarah and Jack, to her sister Jenna and brother-in-law Adam, now to Miranda and Rick, and finally me. She is embracing all aspects of what her life will look like now that she has the chance.

Someone POV "Have you found any information on her yet?" A man sitting in a swivel chair asked. He is so serious and very sophisticated. "As of now, I already have some of her information." "Fire." "Her true name is Kimora Hestia De Mixa Galvez. She's 19 years old and her birthday is December 24th. She's now living with her fiance." "Fiance ?!" "Yes sir. Zyron Cosmian and Maddison have a contract. I mean Maddison sell her daughter to Zyron to pay all their debts."

She then returned her gaze to the child in front of her. “Will you stop crying if I said yes?” David nodded with much enthusiasm, his eyes immediately light up and his sobs vanished. “Go get your bags so we can leave.” “You promise to wait?” He innocently asked with puppy dog eyes no one could deny. “I promise.” She gave him her word. David, elated that he was going to the Pride pack, grabbed Jane’s hand and dragged her upstairs, so she could help him pack his bags. Once they were out of sight, Isabel turned towards Desmond and said,

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

"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."

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”