Judas Cradle Novels & Stories

Surprisingly, Silas and I were almost matching, he wore white trekkers, blue jeans trousers with a little tear on the knees areas and a white top, only this time, he didn't bother with a jacket. He led us forward to his group of friends, two guys and a girl were standing around the the bar man who was mixing drinks together and pouring them into long glass cups. "Jordan, Timi and Wande!" Silas called out to them who immediately snapped their gaze in our direction before walking towards us quickly, wild smiles gracing their faces as they got to where we were standing.

Judas barked a bitter laugh, his grip tightening on the weapon. "Your pathetic bribes won’t work on me, Uncle," he snapped, venom dripping from every word. "I don’t want your scraps. I want what’s mine. And if I can’t have it..." His voice cracked as his face twisted with raw emotion. "No one else will." Derek moved instinctively, twisting his body to shield Autumn. His foot lashed out in a blur, connecting with Judas’s groin. Judas stumbled back, groaning in pain, but still clung to the gun.

Angrily, I toss it on the ground. Everyone is laughing, and I'm seething with fury. "Probably one of your team members flew from Canada and broke it, realizing you're a sellout," said Lucas Jester. I grab his shoulders and shove him backward to the locker, pinning him down. He's struggling to break free from me. The other surrounds me, trying to yank me from him. But I'm too strong for them. "You did this, didn't you?" I am pressing him into the locker.

“Please, please…” Judas hugged Mavie close to his body again, and without saying a word, he rolled them both for Mavie to atop Judas, then he spoke. “Why don’t you ride my cock, if that would make you forget the pain…?” Judas offered. Judas was not a teenage boy who would typically be foolishly excited and end up exploding too soon. He was confident that his endurance had been well trained and polished over the years; he could let the game last long enough for Mavie to feel satisfied.

“Damn right, I don’t care about anyone. Because if I did, you’d be fucking dead. Or worse.” He released me suddenly, shoving me back a step and I stumbled back crashing into the edge of the desk. My hand gripped the wooden surface for balance, my chest heaved with rage and despair, but Judas didn’t stop. He advanced again, his every step predatory and unapologetically cruel. “You really don’t get it, do you, Ptichka?” he sneered, “Wake the fuck up. This world isn’t built for little girls with big mouths and fragile hearts. It’s built to swallow people like you whole.”

"I don't think so. They look fun, but I'm seeing unfamiliar faces. " He nods and looks back to the group chatting as he calls their names to me. "That one is Gabriel and the one with the brow piercing is Jace. They're rarely with us, probably why you don't recognize them. " "Possibly. " I agree, taking a sip of my drink and he rubs my arm before he joins the conversation. They talk about movies and sports, and when I start to get bored, I look out the kitchen entrance to the living room and bitterness fills me at the first sight I see. A brunette has her hand flung over Alex's shoulder and the urge to peel them off is strong within me.

“Feel this! Get this, Apollo Frias! Had you given me those Crudus’ violins peacefully at the very beginning, this terrible and dreadful thing wouldn’t be happening… I’ll kill you, will kill your two bastard sons and will snatch those Crudus’ violins away. Do you think you can own the whole world just by claiming and showing to the world you’re very intelligent, huh!” “I won’t give you those Crudus’ violins. They’re mine… They’ve belonged to Frias family, no more to Huang family… You won’t attain them… If I die here tonight, there are still my identical twin sons who will protect those Crudus’ violins. If you can pass me, you certainly won’t pass both of my identical twin sons…” howled and hi

Jared said to her. “I don’t think any of this is your fault. From what you told me, you have kept this quarter together in hard times but something doesn’t add up in this story. How many valleys resides in this quarters?” Layla asked him. “Three. The crescents, the crimsons and the blue moon valley” Jared said to her “Why is the crimson valley silent? I don’t know but they should have a say in all of this. It is almost like they don’t exist in the story” Layla said to him.

He had a foundation that he named Joy, after Zach's late mother for people battling with cancer but with little to no money for chemo. Zach had to stay here in Leighton, because his father was never around, and he had to live here with his father's wife, his stepmother was a good woman, but Zach just could never accept her. She had a son with his father, who was now Zach's brother; Sander.

He is the joy of my life, and I can never thank you enough for allowing me to be his mom when you couldn't. If by some magical means you ever see this, know how proud I am of you. Every time I look into your little boy's eyes, I see the love you gave him shining through. You took a chance, and then you left the perfect results for me to enjoy. I miss you, little sis. Always. Love, Q END OF VOLUME 1: JUKED