Jude A Little Life Novels & Stories

Malia That night, the four of us sat around the fire, its warm glow illuminating our faces against the darkened backdrop of Jude’s village. The soft hum of activity from the hybrids winding down their day surrounded us, blending seamlessly with the crackle of flames. Jamie broke the silence first, his voice laced with something like admiration. “You’ve got to admit,” he said, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, “Jude pulled off something incredible here. I mean, look at this place. It’s hidden so well, and the people… they seem happy, safe.” He paused, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “I don’t think anyone could harm them here, even if they tried.”

Jude always has the best of plans, and that’s why he is good at what he does, “How about we start with the least illegal one for now, and then go from there if it doesn’t work out.” “My thoughts exactly, Lil’ D.” “You do know that whenever you call me that, people are probably thinking that I have a small dick!” Jude throws his head back, laughing his ass off over what I say, “Oh, you know...I’ve never thought of it that way, but now I’m going to think it every time I call you by your nickname.” “Or you can just call me by my name.” I respond dryly. “Pfft, there’s no fun in that, especially now.”

"That's probably a rumor out of spite, since Nathan doesn't hang around guys either. He's the definition of antisocial.” I sat there, staring at the floor tiles, my brain spinning at a hundred miles an hour. He's into guys? Honestly, I'd want to believe it but he didn't quite look the part. "You think it's true?" I asked, keeping my face completely expressionless. Jared shrugged, grabbing his gym bag. "Who knows? With a guy that tightly wound, it’s hard to tell what he does when he’s not studying. Anyway, good luck with him, Mave. You’re gonna need it." He slapped my shoulder and walked out of the locker room.

I ran toward the crowd, toward the people who had chosen to celebrate the life I had rebuilt. They surrounded me and began singing "Happy Birthday." In the warmth of their voices and the glow of the candles, I closed my eyes and made the first wish of my life that truly belonged only to me. "To a life well lived, Cindy!" The candles went out. Cheers rose around me. I took a bite of cake and watched the last edge of the sun sink behind the mountains. All the blood-stained memories of Manhattan drifted away with the cool evening breeze, left forever in the ruins of a life I would never return to.

Ted's POV I'd just finished signing the custody waiver the judge had drawn up when Vivian Simpson and our daughter arrived. They probably assumed I was here to drag them through court for a ninth time, the way I had the last eight. Vivian's voice dripped with mockery. "Ted, this makes nine lawsuits. It'll be the last one, too. Chloe just turned eight today, and legally, she's old enough to choose which of us she wants to live with."

I wasn't about to bow down to her or anyone else in this hall. The partner switch brought me face-to-face with Jude. His hands felt warm and soft while with mine. “So,” Jude said, a playful spark in his eyes as he led me through the steps. “I suppose I should introduce myself properly this time, since losing a child wasn't exactly the best moment for an introduction.” I laughed, the sound feeling more genuine than any of the polite smiles and chuckles I’d been forcing all night. “I suppose that’s fair.” “Jude Carrington. I run a software engineering firm, I’m thirty years old, and I’m told I’m quite excellent at keeping my grandmother out of trouble, though today proves otherwise.”

Little does he know that it wasn’t a secret to me. I laughed wickedly, stepping on the gas as I drove to the tiny house farther from town. Better be in here, Lorenzo, and I might just spare your life. I parked my car, stepping out of the vehicle. I scanned my environment, my eyes darkened as it fell on a figure. Weren’t the heavens working in my favor? Lorenzo was seated right outside the hut with his head thrown back. A smile crept on my lips, reaching for my gun from the back.

“It's because of that boy, isn't it? The Rivers kid.” Jude said ‘boy’ with so much distaste. “Let’s just swap islands. The Rivers can have this one.” He said casually. I blinked. “There’s absolutely no need for that. And I’m pretty sure we can’t just… trade islands like houses on Airbnb.” That earned me a smirk. One of those smug I-know-something-you-don’t smirks. Right. I’d almost forgotten. A while back, I’d asked ChatGPT to dig up everything it could on Jude Monroe. I hadn’t expected much—maybe military achievements, some photos. What I got instead had floored me.

Then, he opened the flash drive I left behind and played the recordings. "You really think the Alpha would fall for someone as boring as you? I was never poisoned. I'm not dying. I made it all up. You'd be better off kneeling and begging me." It was Ruby's voice, dripping with malice and mockery. And then came my gentle, soft voice. "Caleb, if I'm no longer around, promise me you'll take care of yourself. Be happy." That was the final blow. Caleb collapsed to the ground, wailing in grief. After a moment, he wiped his tears away, a deadly calm settling into his eyes.

that gets my attention and I walk to him standing up in my full height at 5'5 my heels making me feel taller than I am. He bites his lips looking at me from my toes to my cute cat ears he has never looked at me sexually or anything like that to him I am an abomination since I am mixed his words not mine " You will give me the money " Yes I will Jude is not handsome in a classical way he has a broken nose he's pale he has obsidian hair but he has a body of a magic Mike dancer if you have seen one not big just lean enough to have the six pack my friend Carmen has a bit of a crush on him.