Joyboy Novels & Stories

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

" A small boy suddenly appeared in the front seat in front of her as she was climbing down the steps. Joya halted… "You are looking for a place where you can work and get paid. I can show you such a place." The little boy of no more than six years said, and Joya's interest was pricked. "Really? Tell me." Her face lightened up but suddenly turned sour when the little boy stretched out his right hand. "Nothing goes for free." He said, and Joya hissed. "I don't have any money." She said, grumbling. The little boy shrugged lightly, then turned around to leave.

Alex said and smirked. He was really happy about defeating Jasmine. She looked like a small child that was being carried by her father. A few seconds later, Jasmine bit her lip and smiled at that idea that just came to her head. She moved her left leg backwards and brought it forward with a full speed to hit it at the middle of his thighs, his private part. Alex dropped her immediately and he held that area in pain. He was really hurt and Jasmine just kept on looking at him.

Kevin who looked down suddenly looked at the man, "Wait, how did you know that?" The man smiled, "From your explanation, there is only one girl the same age as you in the orphanage, her name is Jenny. And introduce, my name is James, look at this little boy." Kevin immediately received his cellphone back while looking at the figure of a small boy who seemed to be smiling happily in the photo. Immediately Kevin looked at the man named James, "Don't say that you are..." "Yes, I'm James, the boy in the photo is me. What's your name, then?" asked James later. Gosh, what dream did Kevin have last night? ***

"Brother, we did it, did you see? " The voice from one of the memories caught his eye. It was Luke. He couldn't have been more than 17, he was even huge then. The blonde hair was a mess as he came running up in his soccer uniform. Will smiled, watching, engrossed in the memory. It was when his little brother's team won the regional in high school, he had never seen Luke so animated about anything. " Yes you did, I'm proud of you! " he had told him and hugged the younger one, congratulating him.

​ Ev​erything is life or d⁠eath with her. “Nobody unde‌rst‍a‍nds me!” she wail‌s after a‍ fight with a friend. “Tha‍t’s‍ w​hat you said yesterday⁠.” “Beca‌use it’s true!” “You’ll survive.” “Barel‍y!” Joy is ten and shows i​ntere‌st in science. “Can I do a science project?” she asks. “What kind of pro⁠ject?” “I want to build a volcano​.”​

My face heated up. "You're overthinking." "Am I?" He smiled wider. I went straight upstairs when we got home. I was in bed when my phone buzzed. Henry. [I'm sorry about today.] I typed: [It's fine.] A few seconds later— Henry: [Actually, I'm pretty happy.] Me: [Happy about what?] [I got to pretend to be your boyfriend.] I stared at the screen, not sure what to say. Henry: [Even if it was just a few minutes, I'll remember it forever.]

I ordered, walking away from the mess. "I'm on it." He pulled out his phone to call the cleaning team. I dragged my feet toward the window, hearing footsteps trailing. "What about that boy—Chief Russell's son? Did you get his information?" I asked, pulling out my favorite cigarettes and lighting one. "His name is Jordan Hayes. He's 22 and..." "Leads, Dominic! I want fucking leads!" I barked, cutting off the useless details. I wanted a lead on the boy who kept doing unimaginable things every time we met.

joy. Surprised for a moment, Xavier couldn't help but feel happy and chuckle at the unexpected warmth of the greeting. “Liam,” he called softly,still processing the delightful reunion. “Mr. Woods!” Liam exclaimed again, his laughter echoing with genuine happiness. “I thought it was you!” The infectious joy radiating from the little boy made. Xavier’s heart swell, prompting him to scoop Liam up, relishing in the warmth of the small, energetic bundle in his arms. Liam’s scent, a delightful blend of Eva’s fragrance and the lingering sweetness of treats, enveloped Xavier like a comforting cocoon.

then I catch a tall individual with broad shoulders wearing a grey hoodie. He's standing in the lounge area looking at the complementary snacks like he's hungry for something, but doesn't really know what. He's the only one there at the moment, I need to take advantage of that. I almost run to him, but I force my little legs to take normal steps instead. One, then another. And I smile at everyone normally. "Hey, Joy," I smile at her, the eldest member of the creative team. Lovely lady, "All good?" "All good, Ana," she responds with an easy smile and then continues focusing on whatever she’s writing, so I feel free to continue until I reach the snacks.