Miss Joke Novels & Stories

Social Medias or watching the news were never her things which made it hard for her to know them and yet, they believed one of them will marry her. After purchasing her favorite iced tea, she returned to the secret garden which she had begged her escorts to wait for there. She passed each one of them a cup of strawberry smoothie, just like how she never failed to drink her iced tea after her classes goes to how she never forgets to get them some smoothies to keep them going for the day. “What do we have here?” Chloe, who Alice had labeled as the spoilt brat approached them. Just like every day, Chloe was wearing a much revealing clothes which is bad as she also she has the intention of marry

What kind of sick joke was this? "It's true, Miss, it's an ectopic pregnancy, and you are in labor!”

He didn’t even acknowledge Misha, which made me glance at her. "Tsk, that guy really irritates me," she muttered under her breath. "Come on, Misha, you’ve got a golden dance later. Stop sulking, or Sir Kyros might kick you out," Jessie teased her again, earning a slap on the arm from Misha, who seemed genuinely annoyed. "You’re so annoying!" Misha stormed off, heading to the bar’s makeup room. On her way, she passed by the liquor stall, where Darius waved at her. She ignored him and walked straight ahead.

No, I am fine ". I beamed.. She took my response seriously and then suggested that we go out and have some fun. Some people at the academy arrived. Maya, then suggested that we go over there and make friends. I don't usually like talking, and neither am I a fan of making new friends. But, nevertheless, I took that step and decided to join her.. " Hello ". She waved at them as I stood behind and watched. " Hi, you're a fresher?' A girl putting on a blue jacket, spoke. " Yes, I am". " And this is my friend".. She leaned closer. I didn't know what to say. So, I kept quiet.. Shortly after, Maya was offered a chair.. I, too, was given, but it was next to a boy with a horrid expression on his face

Markus - I didn't make a mistake, what are you saying? - No, nothing. I went into the wrong room. - Alright, this isn't your room. It's mine. Your sister is waiting for you to get ready. She leaves my room. I smile wryly. She won't be able to resist for long. I'll be happy to introduce her to the joys of pleasure. I go down to help them. I'm sure you're thinking: what is this guy up to? I wish I could see their faces looking at me instead of focusing on cooking their food.

A normal person would feel annoyance; Dylan felt imminent catastrophe. "It wasn't a strategic pivot, Mike," Anna interjected smoothly, before Dylan could unleash one of his famously abrasive replies. She tilted her head, giving Mike a look that was polite, yet subtly condescending—the kind that only a very well-educated person uses on a slightly less educated one. "We've been quietly enjoying our relationship. I’m a psychiatrist at G.L. Hospital, so we're both quite private. We didn't want a circus distracting from the good work the hospital does."

Checked over my appearance before slipping on my black strapped heels. Melanie touched up her makeup after slipping into one of my skinny jeans with the rips on the knees and thighs, a halter top which revealed her chest a little too much, and a dainty necklace fit with her initials. During the short car ride to Georgie's, Melanie coached and rehearsed the entire plan for the millionth time. "Just be yourself," her speech seemed almost rehearsed, "Be spontaneous and sexy. He likes you, it's going to be so easy getting him on board. This is the hardest part, once this is done the entire plan is in the bag."

They all laughed and looked back at me, making me grimace. Shit. Missy was going to die of embarrassment when the rumors got back to her. My little sprint to my truck in my towel gave the crew fuel to make fun of me the entire day. I didn’t mind. It let them know that Missy was mine and to not get any ideas of their own about her, but these men’s mamas were sure to turn the bit of information into something racy and blush-worthy when it made its way back to Missy’s ears. I smiled apologetically at Chris. I’m sure it didn’t make him feel great either.

When she finally realizes that she speaks her thought out loud, she instinctively bit her lower lip. “Oh, really? How about you smell this!” Miguel goes out of balance, almost falling on the white sandy shore, when Bruce quickly stands on his feet and rushes to let Missy smell the fingers he dips on his butt. “No! That’s disgusting, you Burnt Corn!” missy yelps as she frantically runs away from his friend, grabbing loose sand and throwing it to him so he can’t keep up.

He cursed, as he realized the answer that came out of him. “What the fuck? Ninja? Really?” Mason mocked him, handing him the shot. I giggled so hard, rounding an arm over my belly to contain my laughter. Jake's face flushed, and he threw the shot in his mouth, shaking his head from the effect. “Y'all.. y'all stop laughing, I wasn't ready,” Jake said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Now you see what it feels like when you just decide to drop a random letter on someone, look at you, Ninja Jake,” I giggled even more and this time, Taylor joined in.