Analysis Of Juno Novels & Stories

~REX'S POV~ Juno and I spent the entire day resting. I called the Dean to inform him that his queen would be absent for at least two to three days. Juno has been through a lot, and she is not yet prepared to face the real Rex. So telling her everything before accepting me would be risky. I'm not going to tell her anything just yet. He gathered her entire body in and draped a blanket over her since she was still asleep. Due to her ethereal facial characteristics, she appeared to be a fragile person. One of her hands had been removed from the blanket. He reached for the hand, intending to tuck it into the blanket, but realized the scars on her hand had vanished. He gently lifted the cover and

Rumi went rigid when she heard Juno voice next to her and what she was saying and when she saw her hands around Storm's waist. She looked at Juno and then at Storm hoping to see anger in his eyes by what Juno had said and she touched him but instead she saw nothing. He was staring at Juno, like really staring at Juno which was starting to freak her out. Storm has never stared at her since he returned. Storm couldn't tear his eyes away from Juno's face. She had called him handsome which had surprised him and at the same time made him happy somehow. He loves the feeling of her arm around him.

Juno after a moment seems to draw all of the darkness into her body and the room they were fighting in becomes bigger than ever before, now resembling that of 3 football fields placed together. Juno: (She gives off a soft almost hungry sound as she charges at Kimora who is seen standing perfectly still, her eyes hidden beneath her long currently crimson hair and her body badly damaged and several of her bones are clearly broken.) All that hatred!! You held on to soooo much raw ANGER! I love this wonderful gift you left for me!! (Wasting no time at all she closes in on Kimora's position and using a whip made of pure Darkness she causes it's head to split into multiple ends, proceeding to impa

BIANCA I stepped into the alleyway and spotted Juno already leaning against the wall, a folder in his hand and that same jittery look in his eyes. At least he showed up. Maybe he actually had something for once. “I usually wait hours for my clients,” he said, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. “But you’re very punctual.” “I know. What do you have for me, Juno?” He tilted his head as if trying to read more than what was in front of him. “Red hair and green eyes suit you.”