Joyboy Novels & Stories

"Sure, Mom. I will. But I won't be nice if people keep being mean to us." Leony took a deep breath. "No matter what, you can't commit a crime. Remember dear, all actions will get the right reward. Never stop doing good just because you have never been treated well. Good deeds never end in vain." "Understood, Mom. I'm sorry if one day I can't do good. I'm also a human who has lust, but I will try to always be on the right path. I love you, Mom." Leony was moved to hear that. Perhaps no one would believe that it was a five year old saying. Her son is a genius. No wonder, because his father was a prince who was directly blessed by God.

Damian was a good boy, diligent, and always obedient to his parents' orders. There was a girl named Joy. Joy was the daughter of a simple family who lived on the outskirts of the village. Joy was famous for her cheerfulness and spontaneous nature. She was often seen running around the village, playing with other children, or climbing trees while laughing happily. For Joy, life was an adventure, and she always found happiness in the little things around her. One day, Damian saw Joy playing in the village park. Joy was playing jump rope with other children, laughing carefree. Damian watched from a distance, intrigued by Joy's joy and contagious energy.

“You spoke well, I think you may have even convinced them to like you.” “Thanks Deano, your compliments never disappoint.” I scoffed, peering up at him. He met my eye-roll with a grin that stretched to his hazel eyes, lighting up his face in that way that made him look less murderer and more golden retriever. He wrapped his arm around my waist, earning him a raised eyebrow from Julius which he saw but ignored.

I asked with a teasing tone, hoping she’d fall for it. Joy shook her head and even hit my shoulder until I stumbled and almost fell. “I haven’t found my mate yet. This is a birthday gift from my savior.” Joy explained. I noticed a glint of respect when she said savior. “And who is this savior of yours?” Joy pondered for a moment before she answered, “It’s Alpha Killian.” The moment his name dropped from Joy’s mouth, the storage room was slammed open with robust power, making us jump in fright. A shadow of a man erupted from outside until the dim light fell to his face.

“Okay, we’ll go there. I will just get my things and Zeus.” Dillon just nodded his head and carried Zeus. He played with the alpha’s son when Emily walked toward them with a small smile. “Let’s go, Dillon. Leia was waiting for me in the forest,” she informed me. They started to run as fast as they could until they reached the forest. Leia was howling when she saw the alpha’s son. Leia was happy to see Zeus finally and talked to Emily in her mind. ‘Oh, I told you, Emily, he will resemble his father,’ Leia giggled.

Noelle didn’t smile back and stepped back before disappearing into the mansion. She thought he would stay tonight but he did not find time. He had been busy since his warehouse burned down. He barely makes two hours for his family. Noelle walked down and entered Xavier’s room. He played with his stuffed toys and giggled. Her heart warms to see her baby boy happy. She scooped him off the floor and planted a motherly kiss on his head. Xavier would turn one next month but his father had no idea.

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I was no longer in Nassau but in Brooklyn, where the sky was covered in clouds, the temperature was lower by twenty degrees, and instead of Jarvis's sweet rainbow drink, I was now sipping Sauvignon Blanc bought in a supermarket downstairs. Joy, my best friend in the entire world, was sitting in a chair in front of me. Her beautiful straight, black hair was tied in a messy bun, but that didn't make her permanent resting-bitch face any less intimidating. Her gently slanted dark chocolate eyes were fixed on me, and the Death Note tee she was wearing served as a subtle reminder of something she often told other people: Joy was not a name but a sarcasm. Yes, Joy Nakamura was not the girl anyone w

Zeke panicked and quickly apologized to Jackson. "Mr. Valor, it's all a misunderstanding. Joy... is immature. She doesn't know any better. Please forgive her." He then scolded Joy, who was still on the ground looking bewildered, telling her to apologize immediately. Joy felt that it was so unfair! She was the one who was hit, but she had to apologize?! However, the other party was Jackson Valor, so she had no choice but to lower her head. After all, the Shaw family was nothing compared to him!

Then, softly: “If it’s a girl… Arielle. It means lioness.” I smiled at that. “Strong name. Befitting a daughter who would have her father’s mouth and temper.” He nodded once, and the smile on his face was one that I couldn’t simply ignore. “And if it’s a boy… Lucian. It means light.” “Light,” I echoed, rolling the word on my tongue. “I like that.” He looked at me, something warm but unreadable flickering in his eyes. “Good. Because that’s what this feels like. Like a little light. The spark that can hold it all together, you know, make sense of things.”