Joy Novel Novels & Stories

“Slowly. Thoughtfully. No emojis.” “That’ll be a start.” As she stood up to leave, Joy paused at the doorway. “Juda?” she said, her voice soft but clear. “Yeah?” he replied, looking up. “You’re worth knowing.” Then she walked and turned out, leaving the room peaceful as soon as more. This time, for the very first time because the accident, the stillness didn't feel sad or lonely. It didn't appear like anything was missing out on. It felt like the beginning of something real.

Adam looked at her like she hung the moon in the sky and caused the earth to rotate on its axis, and if Jaime weren’t so uncomfortable watching them, he’d be jealous. “Oh, Jaime, there you are.” Adam didn’t let go of Joy, but she turned to Jaime as well. “Do you have the menu ready?” Jaime watched as Adam stroked Joy’s bare arm. He was happy for his friend—he really was. Adam had been so lost after the death of his wife Carolyn that when Joy had entered the picture, everyone had been thankful. Until Adam had screwed things up, but they’d managed to find their happy ending. Jaime placed the menus on Adam’s desk. “Joy, it’s nice to see you. Any new stories brewing that will piss off your fianc

It was quite an experience watching her over the next few weeks. It was almost like watching a trapped bird on its first flight out of the cage. She was cautious but curious about everything, and the simplest things brought her the most joy. A simple thing like walking through town holding hands while eating an ice cream cone was like giving her diamonds. My team had been sneaking me calls one after the other for the last few days, nosy fucks just wanted to get a look at my girl but they'll have to wait. I wanted her all to myself for now. Mom and Mindy were pretty good at giving us our space, which I greatly appreciated. It was our bonding slash breeding period.

pinky uttered. "Actually am not because you look so cute and adorable in that dress"Natasha countinue not minding the present of Cindy. "Thanks darling"pinky said. Cindy's eyes lit in jealousy and anger burnt through her eyes, she stood up and went to the bathroom with her phone. "Hello Jenny is the drink ready?"she asked in a low voice. "Yes"Jenny replied "Good,am coming"she said and cut the call. "Pinky rejoice for now before in the next 24 minutes.. your happiness will turned to sadness"she smirked and smiled. TBC

“What?” “Moon is a New Species,” Joy explained. “He’s super sweet and not scary at all.” She tried to imagine what concerns they’d have to address before they spoke again. “We’ve been seeing each other and I’m hoping you’ll be okay with that because I’m serious about him. I know you don’t know much about them but I do. They are really good people. I love him.” She waited to see how they’d take the news. Her mother surprised her. “I like them. Is he handsome?”

She smiled, thinking of how he’d made things up to her just this morning. “What are you smiling about?” Joy looked at her in the mirror, where she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup. Unsurprisingly, she wore a dress that wasn’t remotely traditional: instead of white, she wore a creamy pink gown with flowers trailing down the back, like a waterfall of petals. It brought out the peachy creaminess of her skin, and Kat rather thought she looked like a queen wearing it. She didn’t wear any jewelry except the engagement ring on her finger, which would soon have a wedding band added to it. “I’m just so happy to finally see you and Adam get married and stop living in sin,” Kat quipped.

Joy didn't even bother to introduce herself before she pulled a small handgun from her jacket pocket and shot the poor thing in an act of mercy. No one came to investigate, so she let herself in and she made her way through the dirty compound wielding a fully automated weapon. After sweeping away a good dozen of his greasy men, she finally found herself in the presence of the man that she had been looking for the whole ass time. He was laying on a dirty couch, wearing a dirty robe, in a filthy room...watching cheap porn. Joy couldn't help but to laugh out loud at the ignorant audacity of this plain out fool. She suddenly realized that this poor son of a bitch just didn't know any better.

“You know why I’m asking! I mean… you have been spending time alone, right?” Lily’s blush deepened, and she glanced away, feigning interest in a nearby display of handbags. “That’s a yes!” Joy declared triumphantly, clapping her hands together. “So… is he as amazing as we all imagine?” “Joy!” Lily exclaimed, laughing despite herself. “Stop it. You’re being ridiculous.” “I’m just saying,” Joy continued, her grin widening. “He’s so handsome and so charming. You can’t blame a girl for being curious!”

After a moment, he looked up, begrudging respect in his eyes. “You’re in.” Moses simply nodded, brushing dirt off his sleeve. Words weren’t necessary. Joy’s next stop was the cheerleading tryouts. The captain eyed her, sizing her up, her lips curling into a challenge. “Alright, newbie. Show me what you’ve got.” Joy didn’t flinch. She just smirked and stretched, her body moving like it was born to do this. Her flips were flawless, her jumps high and precise. When she landed, it was like she’d barely broken a sweat.

I will try to come to your place later on," Joy announced as they said their goodbyes. Joy gritted her teeth as she looked at the clothes wondering what to put on. After some minutes, she ended up choosing blue-fitted jeans and a royal blue shirt, packing her hair into a bun. After dressing up, she applied some light makeup and looked at the mirror. She smiled at herself. Joy was a seventeen-year-old chubby teenage girl, with endowments that made her look like a woman. With a light complexion, brown eyes, and cheeks that added to her beauty. Well, she never believed she was beautiful. "I am Joy Smith. No beauty but with brains," She stood in front of the mirror and said. 'I hate Saturdays,'