Joy X Anxiety Fanart Novels & Stories

I seemed like a regular person surrounded by their divine beauty. Jaxon observed my discomfort and looked at me out of the corner of his eye. "Feeling anxious, aren't you?" "Do you ever have anything positive to say about me?" He casually shrugged, a subtle smile lingering on his lips. Simply stating the obvious. Moreover, you possess a quality that they all lack. Curiosity combined with self-doubt as I raised an eyebrow. "What is that?" Just then the music started and Jaxon reached out his hand with a surprising softness.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Of course, it's Klay, the annoying guy in my life! "It's obvious that he didn't like you and he will never like you," he added so I turn my head at the back to look at him with my sharp eyes. "I'm here. I am a guy who likes you. Why can't you just give your attention to me?" "Tsh. You're crazy. And will you please, stop talking to me?" After I said that, I dismiss him. ~*~ JOY'S POV [FAST FORWARD]

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she trailed off when Dre suddenly growled. “No, you don’t,” Dre growled furiously. “You wont dare to complete that, Joy Alien Stone. Now excuse my mate and me but we are needed somewhere else, especially away from Ms Nasty Butt right now,” he glared at Joy before grabbing an unwilling Xeon’s hand to go away. “Tat ? You have a tattoo ? Why did I never see it ?” Xeon frowned. “Maybe you were too busy staring at his small prick,” that was naughty, kickass girl- Joy.

He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people. Did someone come to mind, because I know one did for me. There's this one fuckboy at my school, Connor Owens, and he's probably the hottest guy in my grade. At least that's what all the girls think. He's tall, has brown hair, tanned skin, and the most mesmerizing bluish-green eyes. He's a really fun person to be around, and he's a pretty smart guy. We're in all the AP classes together.

She never did change. She placed one of the bunnies in his arms and cotton candy in his hand then she began walking to the Ferris wheel. Shawn looked at the bunny in his arm as he followed her. It was green in color. Smiling, he increased his steps and ate off the cotton candy. A sweet sensation rushed through him and as much as he tried to convince himself that it was the candy's doing, he knew that what gladdened him was the fact that Jade never forgot his favorite color.

“That’s what I thought. The aggression and passion in angry sex is like no other. I bet if you and Sir Ansel had it, you would end up pregnant immediately.” The thought of Ansel dominating me almost made my face resemble Maggie’s. His chiseled jaw flex, his muscles taunt as he lost control was something my body secretly craved. Still, the few moments that we had together, he always managed to keep his wolf from taking over, and now with him avoiding me, the scenario was more like a fantasy. “I don’t think that the doc’s idea was a bad one, though,” Joy says, pulling me from my thoughts. “What idea?”

I had even added a double white love emoji, I sighed. My thumb hovered over the glowing notification, nerves spreading all the way up to my fingers. The screen blurred because I kept blinking at it too much. If I opened it too fast, it would scream desperation. But if I let it sit there a while longer, he’d probably think I didn’t give a damn. I gave up pretending and tapped open the message. Okay... Jaxon has just sent me his picture He was staring at me with his deep grey eyes, shirtless, his hand brushing into his damp hair, his neck chain catching the light, and his ever cocky smirk tugging at his lips.