Lovely Joker Novels & Stories

"I saw you coming, but before I could even get my guard up, you ran right over me and left me dazed." "That doesn't sound very good," I joke. "Oh, but it is," he says, kissing the corner of my mouth. "I love your heart. I love your smile. I love your sense of loyalty to your family, no matter how big or small it is. I love your ability to forgive." "You love my ass," I say. "I love your ass," he agrees. "But mostly I just love you." I run my hands down his chest and clear my throat. "You know what?"

I responded as my eyes began streaming. “That’s what I don’t want. Where there is life, there is death. Whoever is born once must die…. You can’t grieve for someone’s death forever.” he paused, holding my hands in his. “I want you to live a happy life. Promise me, Jane. I have asked nothing from you other than your love. Promise me this one thing, and you’ll make me the happiest man alive, please,” Jared responded, presenting me with his best smile. My voice turned mute. I couldn’t find the right words to say, staring at the person whose love for me is as pure as a child’s heart, who wants nothing in return other than my happiness.

She walked towards him and hit him in the back of his head. "What are you wearing, Al? We are not on the beach for sh*t's sake!" she exclaimed. The good looking man frowned. "No one has a violent reaction to my clothes except you." Maia put her hands on her waist. "First, they are afraid of you, and second, they find you hot. But, not me." "Well, that's my charm," the guy laughed. "How disgusting," she shook her head in disappointment. Alcot Blake Basil, the twelfth rank ambassador and the youngest wolf in the council. He is the Queen's nephew, also known as The Joker, for he is a clever, smart, and strong wolf, but cunning, cruel, brutal, and has a lot of mysteries under his sleeves.

“What’s your name?” “Jaida. Bottoms up, bitches!” she whooped and I knew it was going to be a long night. Everybody tossed their shots back except Kalil and I. He watched me watching him. “Seriously?” Jay asked. Of course she’d have an issue with this. Reluctantly I drank. It burned and I squeezed my eyes closed as it went down. “dear God, no more, Jay!” Kalil’s chuckle did wonderful things to my body and Jay gave me a thumbs up as she went to pour more drinks.

I told him, and he grinned. I looked back at the two boys who thought it would be amusing to scare me out of my mind, but to my surprise, they looked shocked, indicated by their slackened jaws. I couldn't help but feel triumphant. "You never share your Nutella with me," Drake said in an accusing tone. "Are you an insanely beautiful girl?" Parker questioned, pointing his still slightly chocolate covered finger at Drake, making me blush a slight shade of red. Justin looked just as shocked as he looked annoyed. "Wow. I thought it was bros before hoes," he said to Parker, rolling his eyes.

*Alyssa* The Joker came walking towards me and just when he was before me he slowly took off his mask and revealed his face. I gasped as I saw that he was..... so fucking handsome. He had a breathtaking muscular face that would enchant any creature and exaggeratedly bring the dead back to life. I looked up at him with bewilderment, I wondered how a rogue werewolf could be this magnificent. Not that all rogue werewolves were awfully ugly, just that they mostly have scars on their face to make them look rather scary to the weak werewolves.

──────⊰·☆·⊱────── There was no doubt that Jennifer knew how to please him, she sucked him slowly, but expertly. With her tongue, she tapped the head of his mushroom-shaped member. Arthur leaned toward her to cup her face with his hands and set the rhythm of the penetrations to her mouth so completely that she barely gave him room to breathe.

She is always so sweet with me and took my order. I ordered the same. My favorite lemon ice tea with mixed sauce pasta and two slices of onion pizza. She went away with my order. I was staring out of my window when someone came and stood in front of me. I looked up and freaked out it was the worst person I have met in my entire life, my *EX* Tom. I felt disgusting in his presence. But I managed not to show it on my face. He smiled still like PSYCOPATH. How could someone's smile make you throw up in their face? I thought while looking at him.

he said, his voice low and smooth, like a distant rumble of thunder. I grinned, gesturing casually to the art installation hanging on the cafe wall—a two synchronized clock - The Perfect Lover. “But you’ve been here for hours. It’s cold, it’s raining, and…” I hesitated, glancing at the synchronized clocks mounted on the café wall. They were one of our signature decorations, labeled The Perfect Lover.” Logan’s gaze followed mine, landing on the clocks. He raised an eyebrow. “Perfect Lover?”

Jenny declares, and Sarah swallows her food, ready to chime in. "Leave her be, Brit. She just wants to have fun. Anyways, he is a nice guy. Way better than that asshole Jack and his friends." Sarah defends her. "I agree. They are horrible." Jenny adds with a big smile, thankful for Sarah taking her side. "Don’t tell me that you would choose a nice guy over a rich businessman like Jack," Brit says, annoyed. "Any day," Jenny answers, and Brit looks at Sarah for an answer. "You know very well that I would never date an asshole, no matter how smart or rich he is," Sarah declares, and I sit back in my chair, feeling good about how this conversation is going.