Fnaf Julius Novels & Stories

Julius continued, “Hmph, cat got your tongue? I’ll put it this way then—I’m good friends with the chairman of Violet Vision. I can tell that you’re impersonating him, so why don’t you just admit it? You’re the one who’s playing with fire! I didn’t expose you because I didn’t want to humiliate you in front of Faye. You’re using this fabricated identity to cheat Faye, aren’t you? That dumb b*tch is just too gullible!” Zayn stared at Julius, before exploding into a fit of laughter. He challenged, “Julius, are you sure you’d beat me in a fight?” “Ridiculous.” Julius then let out another snicker. ‘I’m not looking down on you, but how are you going to fight me? I’m going to break it down for you—p

Julius didn’t let up, his weight bearing down on the Lycan beneath him until the wood of the bar began to splinter, it’s frame groaning in protest. “You have no idea what I’d do for my pack, and I’ll be glad to show you, but before I do that I will give you one more message to deliver, messenger boy.” Adrian flinched at the use of Julius’ new nickname for him. “Ask Anthony if he’d like to buried with or without his head.” In an instant Julius was off Adrian, who rubbed his neck tenderly but otherwise didn’t show any signs of discomfort. “Is that all?” I asked, trying to ignore the affect Julius’ display of power had on me.

Now she was living her life for Julius. Suddenly, Sussan's phone buzzed with a loud chime. Julia frowned as she thought they were selecting pizza on the phone. “Sussan, your phone,” Julia said to Sussan, who was busy with Julius on her laptop, selecting pizza. Julius would not sway for anything but pepperoni. On the other hand, Sussan wanted to eat corn-loaded pizza. “What if we order both?” Sussan suggested Julius who immediately smirk at his aunt, which made Sussan raise her eyebrows as Julius smirk exactly the copy-paste of that villain. How she could not believe that Julius was not his son?

“Tell me you wouldn’t let him ruin your life for a weekend.” Stella whistled. “I’d let him ruin my credit score.” I actually giggled. The sound felt foreign in my throat. Jules swiped again. “And this one—firefighter, rescues kittens, has a golden retriever named Pancake. I’m in love. I’m proposing. I’m naming our future children.” We were howling now, passing the phone around, rating them out of ten, when Jules landed on a photo of a dark-haired guy with storm-gray eyes and a jawline that looked illegally perfect.

"I… I don't have one right now. I’m planning to run for a councilman’s aide position next year." "Income?" Julian turned red. "My family has a trust fund, six million a year. When I get married, they’ll split it, giving us three million. That's enough to live on." My eyes lit up. Three million! Clean money! But Cassius’s tone instantly turned freezing cold: "So, you have nothing. You live off your parents." "I… I’ll have a career later!" Julian’s face flushed. "I’m going to run for council! I’ll have my own political career!"

“Don’t worry; you won’t be there, sweetcakes. Only the grownups will have to fight.” “That isn’t fair!” Julius exclaimed. “I want to be there, too! I have to be.” “Not a chance, youngling” said Rufias. “Your eagerness won’t make up for anything. Sorry, pup, but that’s just the truth; pouting about it won’t do anything.” “But… I want to help save my mom.”

replied Julia, "Mr. Wilmot is nothing to me, and there is no reason why I should go to him, more than to any other lovesick youth who takes a fancy to send for me. You would not feel obliged to run if Bill Jeffrey should have the measles and send for you." [pg 051]"Oh, stop, stop," said Fanny, "you shall not liken Bill Jeffrey to Mr. Wilmot, who is so good, so noble. You loved him once, and for the sake of that love go to him now; it can do you no harm." "It would seriously affect my plans for the future; and once for all, I tell you I will not go," replied Julia. "Then I will," said Fanny, "and show him that I, at least, have not forgotten him."

Julius replied the confused Yuvonne. "How do you know too much, Julius?" Collins who was feeling like a total stranger in all of this had to ask. "Because Karl Sullivan is my Father." Julius answered. "Janet can I have a glass of that please?" Curry requested, she had heard a lot that night, her sober head couldn't carry the weight of so much drowning information. "Still on the question, Julius. Where the heck is Karl Sullivan?" Mercury asked with her hands folded below her chest.

"Where is the Luna?" Carl grunted as he attempted to sit himself well. "She went downstairs to get something. Tell me what's on your mind?" "Do you think it's right to call a pack council meeting now?" "Why not?" "That would be us exposing Jaylen and there is no way the news won't get to the others if they are like me who talks about everything with my family." Julius sighed like he just revealed a top secret of his. "It would be too soon for others to know. And since fate had kept it hidden till now then we should let it remain so."

No response. "JULIAN!"