Jude From 6teen Novels & Stories

Yet, there was nothing that would make March give up the happy years with his son and wife. “Dad!” Jude chuckled, hugging him back. There was no embarrassment from his father’s affections. Like his father and uncle, Jude had been raised to cherish close filial ties. “Hey nephew,” Julius ruffed his hair. “Uncle Jules!” Jude mockingly whined about his hair being messed up. “How’s school?” “It’s all right,” Jude shrugged. “Honestly, the stuff they’re covering is pretty basic. I learned more on bring-your-son-to-work day.”

"Wait! I'll see you Monday. It will be Aaron's birthday, and I want you to cook a meal for the celebration. That way, you can also meet Mirielle instead of wandering around places where you shouldn't be." What? Why did she always underestimate me as if I never deserved to be appreciated, even a little? For those who didn't know, Jude had always been the golden student at Night Hunter Academy. I'd never heard anything bad about him except for his extraordinary agility and high intelligence. As for me, no one knew I had been the star of the technology and design department because my work was always behind the scenes. However, it didn't matter. All I needed was to make sure Jude signed our div

Although, I wasn't sure I could spend the next week enduring this, either. My eyes lingered on his freckles and then roamed to his copper-colored hair. His eyes were closed, but I didn't need them to be open to see the warmth of the brown hidden by his lids. Jude folded his arms behind his head, and I noticed with great detail the way his muscles tightened and their definition stood out. He'd put on a solid twenty pounds since he started his senior year, and every one made him look more like a man and less like a child. He crossed his ankles, drawing my attention down the length of his long legs, legs that weren't all that lanky anymore. A knock interrupted my appraisal and came just before

Jude explained with sad eyes, but he quickly smiled after his explanation, trying to cover up his sad expression. "It is okay cousin, you will find her soon. I'm so sorry about your experience with guys. I can still remember how much you always clung to Adam while growing up. You would never eat without him, go to school without him or play without him. I never knew you could stay so many years apart from him," Edwardo remembered. "That's was then though, like you said earlier. I was a whimpering little boy," Jude said with a laugh. "Yes, you really changed so much from that little boy, I love it," Edwardo eplied with a smile.

Then Jude leaned over her, his voice a gravelly growl in her ear. "You like this, you dirty bitch? You like getting your tight little cunt stretched open by your brother’s best friend?" "Yesss," she sobbed, her body trembling. "I love it! I’ve been dreaming about your fat cock since I was sixteen!" Sixteen. The year Jude got his driver's license. The year he started spending more nights on our couch than at his own house. The year I noticed the way Pattie’s eyes would follow him around the room. Jesus Christ.

~Juliet’s Point of View~ RING RING RING “Excuse me,” Jude said, looking down at his phone. He got up and wandered outside, looking every bit a model even in an old Anthrax t-shirt and basketball shorts. Still absolutely mouth watering. “Helllllo,” Jada said, waving her hand in front of me. “Yep,” I said, turning my attention back to my dear sister. “You’ve fallen for him like a fucking body sleeping with the fishes,” she said, making me laugh.