Blame Jupiter Room Novels & Stories

When I started college, I wanted a normal college experience, so I refused to use the black card my parents gave me. My roommate, Peggy Slade, was on need-based financial aid. Every day, she did two things. First, she'd sweet-talk her rich, hot online boyfriend and brag about him. Second, she'd make fun of me, the small-town nobody who couldn't even recognize designer brands. All my clothes back home were custom-made, so I honestly didn't know a single logo. I never bothered explaining. Her online romance was more entertaining than reality TV. Then one day, a screenshot of a money transfer popped up on her phone, and I caught a glimpse. 'Wait. She's using my photos for online dating?'

I follow Jupiter to where my dad is holding out a key, and I can tell that even he is surprised that we'll be sharing a room. Jupiter and I locate our room, which is at the end of the lodge, on the ground floor. The room is pretty spacious with two queen-size beds, a panel heater and an ensuite. The carpet feels thick beneath my feet, and each bed has an electric blanket. It's so cozy and warm, compared to the harsh chill blowing around outside.

She was still walking when a girl joined her “Freshman?” Alice nodded “Hi,,,I’m Jupiter,,A Freshman too,,History depa-rtment” Jupiter said with a smile “Wow,,That’s amazing,History also” Alice smiled “Then good,,,do you know where our cl@$$ is?” Jupiter asked “No,,” “Come with me” Jupiter said and like that they both walked to the lecture room. The cl@$$ was almost filled up but they found somewhere to sit in the middle of the cl@$$.

another tried to speak but I interrupted him notwithstanding. “Since my father is alive, there is no room to discuss the ‘ new’ leadership.” I paused. “We must wait for his return; thus, this meeting is adjourned and has come to an end.” I said seriously as I crossed my hand at my back. “My lady…” Stella's eyes urged me to leave. I obeyed her because she was my spirit beast and somehow has control over me. We left the main room and I rushed to my father’s chamber. It has been years since I heard he fell sick. I wondered what startled him so.

Kieran moved in front of me before I'd fully registered why, one hand closing protectively over my shoulder, his eyes scanning the empty shelves as though the writer might still be standing somewhere among them, patient and unseen. "There's no one here," Victor said. Though his voice carried none of the certainty the words claimed. I understood, watching his own gaze dart toward the door, that he didn't believe himself either. "You don't need a door," Akira said quietly, "if you've been watching long enough to learn how this room works without one." "What do witnesses actually want," Marcus asked, his voice unsteady. "If they're not party to the bargain, what's actually in it for them, watch

Chloe's eyes darted over Dominic's shoulder, her look a clear challenge. I just nodded numbly, not wanting to watch them together any longer. I turned to go to my room, but Chloe’s faux-apologetic voice followed me. "Oh, by the way, I had so much luggage, I just borrowed Evelyn's room for a bit. She won't mind, right?" Dominic just chuckled, playfully tapping her nose. "Evelyn's not petty like you. It's a small thing." My heart was too numb to feel any more pain.

I kept apologizing but my voice had weakened and it couldn't get past the closet. "I've always been a just Alpha, making sure everything is done according to the rules of the pack. That won't change for any reason, not even for love. You are an accomplice in mass murder and treason. I will give the judgment that you deserve, Lorenzo. The fault is yours, not mine." He scampered out of the bedchamber and slammed the door shut.

“She’ll try to escape.” Slave. The word made bile rise in my throat. Before I could reply, the room hushed. “Special demands,” one maid whispered, bowing her head. “The Alpha is here.” The room stiffened. Faces became masks. Then he entered. Alpha Blake. His presence filled the chamber like smoke, heavy and suffocating. His eyes found me immediately, and a slow smile curled his lips. “Ah, Vera,” he purred, stepping closer. “Darling Vera. Ever so innocent.”

It’s messy, imperfect, and probably doomed by a dozen different federal statutes, but it’s ours. “I’m not done with you people yet,” Julian says, slamming his hand on the table as the check arrives. “The Vesuvius Room has a private karaoke lounge in the back. The acoustics are designed for opera, but I think they can handle our brand of trauma.” “I don’t sing, Knox,” I say firmly. “You will tonight, Captain. Or I’m telling everyone about the time you got stuck in that dumbwaiter in Little Italy.” ZLLIOT “ZLI” LUKESON POV

He walked away from the weapon room, taking a deep breath as he moved towards the living room. Augusta clenched her fist. It isn't over until she says it is over. She still hasn't taken revenge on the beta who attacked her. How would she let that go? She shook her head with a smirk. She can't. "Psst!" she said when she sighted Romeo. She motioned a come-over gesture towards him. Romeo turned around just to confirm if she was talking to him, and when he didn't see anyone around him, he ran to her. "Augusta." He stood inches away from her.