Arven X Juliana Novels & Stories

I had to find a way to make him understand I wasn't there to deceive or hurt him, but maybe that was impossible. "Well, I'm going to talk even if you won't because I think it will help untie the constant knot in my stomach," I began. "Again, my name is Juliana, and I'm eighteen years old." He didn't budge or seem moved by what I said. "I come from the Gold Valley Pack. My father is Alpha Anderson."

Julian growled softly, his thumb tracing the soft line of her lip, "I keep my promise." ​Maya’s eyes sparkled with playful curiosity. "Which promise?" ​"The one where I take my wife on a real honeymoon," Julian purred, his storm-gray eyes darkening with a familiar, possessive heat that made her heart skip a beat. "No corporate board meetings. No tactical alerts. No financial takeovers. Just forty-eight hours... in Arthur's private villa in the south of France."

Oh that lady she's not his mate , she's just his girlfriend ,her name is Adria and she's the queen of the red witches ,lone is very much a werewolf and she means nothing special to him . I secretly smile in my mind ,this is great news ,I guess that means I can still have a shot at this beautiful god of a hunk . Juliana clears her throat ,and that makes me snap out of my thoughts ,what a bitch she knows me so well ,and I'm sure she knows I'm attracted to him already even though I haven't told her anything about and the butterflies I have flying around in my stomach . If that's the case kumara ,why then do you think his arrival can't be good news then .

I realize I'm swaying on my feet, and then Julian's arm bands around my waist, steering me to the sofa, pressing my head down between my knees. "Breathe," he says. His voice is near my ear. "Slow. In through the nose. Out through the mouth." "I understand how to breathe." "Then execute." I breathe. The black spots retreat. My heart downshifts from a sprint to a jog. Julian's hand remains on my back, tracing slow circles between my shoulder blades. The touch is firm and anchoring and nothing like the cold efficiency I braced for. "Who was he?" I ask. "A photographer retained by Gerald Marks."

she said as her voice got a little louder so Jenny quickly rebukes her whose face was already red with embarrassment. "Shut up! Keep your voice down!" Jenny rebuked her again for covering her mouth with her hand. Ara couldn't stop herself from laughing because of what her friend did. "Yes, I will not tell Jason," she said with amusement again. She was smiling when Jenny removed her hand from her mouth. "You said that ah, I'm counting on you," Jenny said as what she said was reflected in the tone of her voice and aura of her face. Ara nodded. "We are best friends, right?"

His voice softened with unmistakable understanding. “She’s complicated.” “How so?” Julia probed. “She’s just… different. Makes me want to be… to do better.” Julia held his gaze for a moment, then let the silence sit, deciding not to push further. Soon, Ary and Elena waved goodbye to Julia. While they walked back to the mansion, an awkward silence ensued between them, and persisted until Ary stopped walking. “Is Sky asleep?” he asked. “Yes,” she answered, then stopped to turn around. “Come, I'll show you something.”

, bouncy round fair and spotless breast, down to her pussy area and washed off properly before using the towel to both wipe off the dripping wet skin and soaked hair. In less than ten minutes, she was out of the bathroom and went straight to her bag to get herself another cloth. She took out the black trousers and black jacket she bought on her way back from Malaysia and put them on with a white shirt inside before the black jacket, and she wore black boots and tied the ropes properly, but hurriedly before standing up erect to check the message on her iPad that came in. She read through and appreciated Nicholas for the information being given her at the moment about the location of a group o

“You’re the one who kept whispering my name when I couldn’t breathe. You made this happen too.” “I’ll never forget,” he said, brushing his thumb against my shoulder. I hesitated, then finally said something I had been holding back since everything started to calm down. “I want to see Maron.” He blinked, his expression softening as he gave a silent nod . He opened his mouth to say more... But Julian appeared. He looked… off. Composed, too quiet for a day like this. Aries immediately noticed. Julian didn’t speak at first. He just looked between us and gave Aries a subtle nod toward the trees, silently asking him to come.

That restraint said more than touch would have. “You know,” he said, voice lighter now, “I’m glad you’re surviving here. at Aragon Enterprises … they chew most people alive.” “Comforting,” I muttered. --- We turned down a narrower street, the kind with fewer cars and more shadows. The quiet pressed close, broken only by the rhythm of our steps. “So,” Julian said after a moment, “what’s the story?” “What story?” “Arabella Vale. New hire. Smarter than she lets on. Immune to hypnotic bosses. Prefers coffee dates to after-work drinks.” His voice was laced with amusement. “I’ve got fragments, but no whole picture yet.”

Across the table, Arjun leaned back in his chair, watching the scene unfold with visible amusement. Arjun was Elena’s cousin tall, broad-shouldered, effortlessly confident. The kind of man who carried himself like the world had always made sense to him. Julian disliked him immediately. “So, Mr. Vance,” Arjun said, breaking a piece of naan with casual ease. “Tell me something.” Julian looked up. “You have no wife?” The room went quiet in that way families do when gossip might be about to happen. Julian kept his voice calm. “No.”