Novel Joylada Novels & Stories

"Oh it is him. Hello Logan." "Hello Joy," he said vaguely, mesmerised by her shape. Joy was wearing a floral yellow dress with delicate sleeves and square neckline. It stopped a little above her knees, revealing pale thin legs. Logan thought that the dress couldn't suit anyone better, but Joy. It reflected Joy's luminous heart, it was made for her. "You look nice."

“She’s the type of person who knows everyone. I think she knew everyone’s names—first, middle and last—by the third day after she’d arrived.” A bite of jealousy burned in Adam’s gut, and, annoyed with himself, he pushed it away. What did it matter that Joy was talking to other people in Heron’s Landing? Even if it was Jaime Martínez, blindingly handsome chef extraordinaire (per Grace, earlier that week). “So, she did what? Told you her life story and then you guys sang around the campfire?” “Not exactly. She asked me about the vineyard, how it was doing. And then she told me she was working on a story about it.”

I didn’t surprise. “Yes.” the woman in front of me blinked her eyes for multiple times. As if she won a lottery unexpectedly. “I am game with that Jeoff! Let’s go!” She responds with a giggle. Lily was an energetic as always. She seems excited to try everything. Life too short not to enjoy little things in this world. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title:

Dropped their spears, just standing there, looking like they might puke at the sight of that nasty altar. Lyra didn’t even break stride. She just strode right through the mess, all calm and unbothered, her silk tunic still spotless (how does she do that?!). She spotted this girl, Joy, kneeling by the supply wagons, face all smeared up with dirt and tears pouring down. The kind of cry that comes with remembering something you wish you could forget. “Joy,” Lyra said, dropping next to her like she’d practiced it. “I remember you. You made those honey cakes for my birthday when I turned sixteen.” Her voice was soft, a little shaky, but she meant every word.

Joy paced back and forth in her room. Her hair was scattered around her face, and her eyes filled with tears as her mind became plagued by what had happened the happened... Everything had been fine between them for a few days and suddenly he flipped again... he had left her beyond broken and tried to apologise for his actions, But it was too late for him because the whole time joy had been waiting for him to flip out and then she could get the golden opportunity that she had been planning out for... the house was in a complete mess and after what he had done to her. he knew she wouldn't be able to clean the house all alone, it was then he called the maid that came in now and then to clean th

He kissed her hair and placed her on the seat near him on the dining table settings. "How are you, joy?" Joel asked and joy was very happy and quick to respond. She really misses Joel company and the stories he does tell her about his war experiences. "I'm fine and I am currently taller than the doll you brought for me!" Joy said and Joel laughed as he remembered the incident that happened the last time he visited. He got Joy, a cool and beautiful doll which was taller than her and joy cried her eyes out claiming the doll will get more love than her since it's taller. He had to pet her and give her words of encouragement so she grew quicker.

I was pulled out of my reverie when Samantha erupted in a loud, happy scream of excitement. "I can't believe this, Sarah. The ring Daniel gave you is absolutely enormous," she exclaimed with amazement. Samantha eagerly lifted my left hand, her eyes widening as she gazed intently at the sparkling ring that adorned my finger, marveling at its size and beauty. Barbara's eyes welled up with tears of joy as she embraced me tightly, her voice trembling with emotion. "I'm so happy that this day is finally here. I honestly can't believe I'm about to become a mother to a daughter I never thought I would have," she exclaimed, her words filled with happiness and anticipation.

"Yes, yes, it's Joye, Cody's idol!" Speaking of which, Laila squinted and smiled mischievously. She nudged Cody. "Hey, Cody, you will soon be able to meet Joye, your goddess. I wonder if she is pretty. Maybe she is not as beautiful as Molly."

Joy's body hits the wall and creates a giant dent and crack in the ceiling. "That girl you were sweet-talking was a potential Queen. She was a target. Why didn't you get rid of her?" Louejone crouches at the counter, his hand choking Joy to the wall. Yeli watches from the side, using her abilities to send spiders to spy on the said person. "I'm sorry, I thought she was just an aurum-" Joy squeaks as Louejone's grip tightens around her neck. "I'm putting you on death row." The man dismisses, letting go of Joy and letting her crash to the ground. Yeli and Louejone exit the shop, leaving a confused Jayson who just woke up and Joy crying on the floor.

"So, tell me, why you talked like you don't know me?" Joy asked. "And, what do you mean about me as a channel?" "It's just a new concept to me. I read it on some books on Time Traveling. I never tested it before," Elena admitted. "Glad it works." "So, it was a suicide plan?" Joy asked. "If it did not work, you just sent me to some stranger with your face who does not have any hint of compassion?"