Jude Duarte Novels & Stories

"Cass, who is he?" "An enemy." Cass answers. "My day is ruined, let's go back now." "Ah, that fast?" Arturia wonders. "He doesn't look like an enemy to me? Who is that guy? He can be a good model." Cass walks away from that place too, opposite from what Jason had gone to, making sure that she's not going to see him. "I'm going back to Korea now, Arturia. He's here, and he'll find a way to see me again. And no one can stop him to kill people if ever he went on a rampage."

Jude asks, walking over, danger gleaming in his deep green eyes. Jude has been itching to take Alden out since his mate was killed two years ago. He isn’t from the outliers like Avi and me. He came from inside the city, but they took away his mate when a guard picked a fight with him. After a couple of months, he felt the bond break and he came seeking revenge. He can’t utter her name without breaking down, so we eventually stopped asking what it was. His fiery red hair is a wild mess as he takes a seat next to Avi, reaching over and stealing a book that he had picked up and looked through.

On the other end of the line, a familiar voice sounded, "Miss Ginn!" Rhode was confused, "You know me?" Jude replied in a cold voice, "Yes. I'm Jude from Jubilee Club!" Rhode froze instantly. "Mr. Ziegler, is this your phone? Who did my brother's car hit..." Jude snapped, "He hit one of my men. My man fell unconscious. I'm going to sue your brother. If my man can't wake up, your family will pay for his medical bills for the rest of his life, and your brother will go to jail!"

said Jazer as she approached me “What is your name kid” she asked “It is Jude, Jude Ochukwu” I replied “Okay Jude, we are just going to have some little fun, you and the rest of us” she said “Jazer, don’t forget that what we need is his semen. Don’t get carried away, I would sell you, if you contaminate the specimen within you” said Erzer. “Yeah yeah, billions of Tridits, I know. But I am still having fun” she replied

The fact that Jude was offering his own connection, was a weight off their shoulders. But they knew of course, that this connection wouldn’t come for free. Rick spoke first. “And what do you want in return?” Jude smirked, leaning back. He let the silence linger, letting it crawl under their skin. “I want two things.” He said finally. He watched them, and they all waited for him to continue. “First, I want you all to use your influence to find a particular woman.” For a moment, none of them moved, none of them spoke. The men were all surprised that the great Jude Martinez wanted to use a favour from them to find a woman.

Jude answered smoothly, "And if you are curious about the rest of the unqualified subjects, they are already dead. So you don't have to worry about this getting leaked out." Gio nodded in approvement. He touched one of the humans' skin, feeling the skin was still warm. He was satisfied with Jude's work. Jude was the best among their supplier; he kept improving his work quality while the others eventually grew some balls to rebel against them. In the end, those ungrateful people were killed by Gio.

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

I thought he would dismiss her as he did in his office, but he surprised me when I saw her wrap her hand around his arm and whisper something in his ear. This made him smile as he led her to the dance floor. I shouldn't get jealous, nor should I get angry, but I just couldn't help myself. I don't know how Beta Rodriguez managed to suppress the effects of the mate bond while I felt this huge lump form in my throat. “It's hard to see your mate in another woman’s arms, isn't it?” I turned around when I saw Jasper standing next to me. He was wearing a three-piece grey tux while his hair was gelled to perfection like he always does. A bitter smile crossed my face as I took a large gulp of the liq

Clicked his tongue while going to stand in front of his mirror. “Suggest something more soothing and more seductive than that. I will wait.” Rosita allowed a smile to part through her smile as she cuddled up herself with the duvet, and for the first time in a long time, she sat, admiring Jude. Jude wasn't more facially and physically appealing than Eugene, but he had a more built and masculine stature than Eugene. Jude Was taller. He had a broad shoulder of a gym enthusiast, even though he wasn't much of a dedicated gym goer, but he had this athletic built-up body that was likened to one who spends his whole life lifting the dumbbell.

The city stretched below us—silent, cruel, blinking red. I stepped into the suite first. Lights dim. Wine poured. Jazz curling through the air like silk smoke. Jude stumbled in behind me, dragging his pain like a shadow. “She’s not here,” he said immediately, eyes scanning every corner like a wolf sniffing blood. “She will be,” I replied, lounging on the velvet couch. He paced. Restless. Ragged. I let him. Men like Jude don’t know how to sit still. They mistake motion for purpose. Anger for strength. They run in circles thinking they’re making progress.