Joy Rogers Novels & Stories

Please note the sarcasm. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Joy's POV

Roy deadpanned. Rodrigo looked heavenward. His twin brother, Roy, younger than him by ten minutes, was giving him a hard time, as usual. Roy was known for throwing parties at the drop of a hat, while Rodrigo was known for mostly not attending said parties. Yet, Roy couldn’t and wouldn’t be deterred. He’d made it his mission in life to include Rodrigo in every facet of his life.

He took a deep breath and tugged at his sleeves uncomfortably. "What's your point?" he asked tartly and Joy didn't look happy when he hadn't proved her earlier statement of him 'having no other friends' false. Joy was kind, too kind, Logan concluded. "My point is that you need to get better, not bitter. What's up with the sulking? Today, you look more disturbed, did something bad happen? Sharing helps, just saying," she said with a casual shrug, but Logan knew that she cared which made him feel protected. Safe, even, but he knew that he wasn't special. Joy cared too much of others around her, he had seen the way in which she would take responsibility of her family and any random customer in

Sung-ho is an old man his age is sixty-four years old and he is unemployed he once knew Hyun-ki but as the name Ji-hoon, the last was his friend or more like a son for him that he didn't have because he is unmarried man but one-day Ji-hoon died and he let a book for Sung-ho and a letter in this letter there is a message for Sung-ho its title is the last talk Ji-hoon expressed his precious moment with his friend and he said

I already had Blake and Jackson on my conscience, I wasn't willing to have any further people on it too. "Look, I would really like to hope that you will reconsider your decision. You are an annoying little shit and you push every single one of my buttons but I kind of like you. You make everyone around you happy without realizing that you're doing it, you have a smile on your face most of the time and you have really shown Jackson the person he really is," Jayson chuckled.

Just as I was about to unleash a commotion that broke loose in the hallway, Nick barged into the room followed closely by Cat who had her hand on her hips unimpressed by his presence. “Boss, sorry to barge in but we have a problem at the clubhouse”. Nick glared at Cat as she pushed past his shoulder. “Get out the pair of you” she growled. “It's okay Cat, by the sounds of things the Rogues have yet another drama, no doubt it’s because their Alpha is incapable of leading a pack”. Vivian yawned suddenly looking disinterested in what was occurring around her. “See you later Fiancee” I grinned “don’t forget to show Cat your ring”

She thought the guy was so romantic and actually he was. She put her left hand forward and Rogers looked at it. He knew what she signified. She had worn the diamond ring that he had given her and it fit perfectly on her slim long ring finger. His joy was unmeasured and a drop of tear fell on his pants. He stood up and hugged her. “You have made me the happiest man in the universe. I swear to you that I will make you the happiest woman on earth and I will never hurt you,”Rogers said.

he said excitedly. I nodded and smiled. He rushed around the table lifting me out of my seat into his arms, cheering. The room was confused by what was going on until Logan held the scan picture out to his father as he sat me down. I watched as Jack realised what the picture was. His face softened, “Congratulations to the both of you.” I blushed as there was a chorus of cheers from the other lawyers. “Happy birthday, babe.” I kissed his cheek. Logan excused himself from the meeting and normality resumed. After we finished work, he rushed me home to celebrate.

“What are you up to? “ He asked as he eyed my documents. “I-uh am looking for a job. I am going for an interview at Bradley Group, “ I admitted. “It’s a long walk from here so I have to run. “ “I could take you. You might be late if you walk. “ It became evident then that he knew the tragedy that had befallen my family. His ride was out of pity. “Markos…” “Let me, please, “ he said and closed the distance between us. We were so close that I could feel his body warmth. I wanted to bask in his comfort. Maybe I could wrap my arms around him just to remember what it felt like to be in his arms. But I didn’t. He was the one who left me with no explanation and broke my heart. I couldn't show him h

he says, making me knit my eyebrows, looking at him with the hope that things would get better. "I love you, Daddy." "I love you, pumpkin," he says as his voice breaks for a second. He clears his throat and fights back the tears building up in his eyes. "Anyway... gotta go. Roger and Jorge have been blowing up my phone and wondering how you are. Gotta go back to the office and make sure they're not trying to gather a mosh pit, with forks and torches to kill Craig." he says, chuckling. Russell chuckles, nodding his head, wrapping his hand over my shoulders.