Novel & Cerita Jude Parker

A hand landed on my shoulder and I jerked shaking it off. Dad was standing beside me looking at me with anger. "Huh?" I spoke in confusion as I looked at the priest and then my fiancé who looked furious. Why?….. "Do you Sapphire Ronaldo take James Russo as your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest repeated for second time. I stilled on my place. The breath knocked out of my chest. I thought I escaped him….but it was all an illusion….

Parker, my need rising higher every time he swings by the house. Mr. Joseph Parker is my dad's best friend and an Army buddy from way back. My dad resigned his commission years ago, but Mr. Parker had stayed in, doing the whole special commando thing. He's all macho, complete with black face paint and sneaking around in the middle of the night to kill bad guys. He's able to survive solely on grass and insects or something.

“Now, Miss Garrison this was someone you were intimate with, do you remember their name?” I looked at her realising what she was doing, “Yes, Luke.” “Do you remember his last name?” I blinked and blushed, “No.” “Do you remember what he looked like?” “Not really. Tall, skinny, blonde hair but not really any exact features.” “So, if he was sat in this courtroom today you would not be able to pick his face out of the crowd?” “No.”

I take my phone from my pocket and start scrolling as I read the headlines about us. Freaking great. “Jude Ashford, from Saint to sinner in two seconds.” I read and I shake my head as the next headline makes me sick to the stomach. “Jude Ashford, how the perfect bachelor becomes every woman’s worst nightmare.” I turn my phone off, placing it on the table, shaking my head. I take a sip of my beer and immediately regret doing so. “Hey, I came as fast as I could,” Parker says, as he sits in front of me. I raise my head, looking at him, and his eyebrows raise as he opens and closes his mouth like a fish out of water.

Jude went on to ask" Tell me about where you're from and your family just everything about your background please. He said that looking straight into towards me till my eyes met his and those eyes kept telling me I could trust him, I looked away and concentrated my eyes outside the large widow of his office. " I was born on the fourteenth day of the second month in the year 1998 I'm the last child of my parents, I have three older siblings Jessie ,Issa and Giveon. My mothers name is Jane...uhmm Jane Stones and My father his name is Simon Stones abd they're both African Americans. I grew up in Pittsburgh before moving to the big city of new york for college".

Seeing Old Jude’s attitude at the moment, Master Bell knew that the kid was doomed! No problem could not be solved if Old Jude took over! A junior who did not know his own ability, did he know that Uppercreek was Master Bell’s territory? Of course. All the people watching around also turned and discussed. “Wow, who is that old man? He looks so awesome.” “I’ve found out about him. Jude Jensen, the honorary expert of the National Martial Arts Association and the Kung Fu Sub-Association!”

What is he doing here with them? But at first, let me introduce with my other friends. I was usually friendly with most students (except blockheads) in my school. But things have slightly changed after my father was being missed. I met Lucas Parker when I was in elementary school. He's not fully American, his great-grandfather was Red Indian, so he's somehow still connected with them. He's funny, good looking and crazy to be an actor. He's also a very bad student and sometimes I have to tutor him (not free, of course).

"Actually, no need, if he likes you he will like you the way you are. But if you want to change your appearance it's up to you Chloe, it's your right." Chloe nodded in response, she immediately smiled a little. Maybe changing his appearance a little is fine isn't it to make the guy glance at Chloe? Chloe smiled as she looked at the nerdy girl beside her desk. With a big smile, she patted the girl on the shoulder. "Hi, can I ask you something?" said Chloe "May, ask what?" "Do you know who the man in black is?" Chloe shouted, pointing at the man. "His name is Declan Mashii Jackson, he's from business management. As far as I know he's a Dj and the woman next to him is his girlfriend. Why do you

*"You're indirectly saying I'm fat.” Judging someone's body is very rude but Fred didn't mean it that way. So he quickly waved his hand. “I mean, you're already this great. You used to dream of being a lawyer and looked sad when you had to give up that dream. And now you're doing your job as a interpreter. I'm proud to see you in the process, that's what I mean, Diana.” Somehow Fred's words touched Diana. It was the first time someone had seen her hard work. The wish she had made in her heart had come true.

Third Person POV A black SUV comes to a sudden halt in front of an old shack. The dim light turns on inside, and an old man with a body length walking stick comes out. His eyes are white matching his head full of slivered hair, midback length. He wears an old dark gray robe and slips his flip flops on to step outside. "Blake son! Is that you?" The old wolf says. The SUV door opens and Blake makes his way out wearing combat uniform, matching with the uniforms his warriors wear.