Jude Sisters Novels & Stories

Rose was not one for large, fancy parties either, though she always seemed to handle them well. After a while, the twins tired of the kite and they headed inside. Gathering around the coffee table, Jude taught them how to play Trouble™ before he and his mother said their goodbyes. The twins seemed genuinely sad to see them go, but happy Jude left the kite and the games behind along with the promise to return and play again. In return, they colored him pictures to take back to school. They didn’t understand why their family was so fascinated by their pictures, but it was an easy gift to make them happy. “This is great,” Jude said, looking at the pictures addressed to Cousin Jude. “When yo

Mary and Jude also remained happy and had three sons Dave, Frank, and Kelvin. Both Families prospered and remained lifelong friends. Sarah started a foundation to help young girls trapped in prostitution to get a better life. THE END………..

Jude preferred to have control. Simona and Daniele decorated the Christmas tree while I prepared Christmas dinner for the family. Loulou hovered beside me, hoping a slice of bacon would drop to the floor. It had become tradition that Jude ’s sisters and their families, as well as his parents, came over to us to celebrate. My parents didn’t want to drive long distances in winter, so we always visited them in Baltimore after Christmas.

Jude, who had been keeping tabs on his little sister, knew that their father would make a move while he was not watching, moving through the rogue's city gate, storming into their father's office with rage in his eyes. "Release her." His voice boomed through the office. Conrad didn't bother looking up, because that would mean a lost battle. "No, son." He spoke quietly looking at his desk still. "You will release her." Jude said again and didn't bother waiting for an answer as he storm through the house walking towards the dungeon and torture room with the intent of killing whoever he meets with his sister. He opened the door and saw Jessica being held down and two guards pulling off her clot

"But I came anyway. Because I need to talk to you. Just you and me. One last time." "We have nothing to talk about." "Don't we? We were mates once. Bound by the Moon Goddess herself. That has to mean something." "It meant something until you destroyed it. Until you slept with my sister. Until you tried to kill your own father." "I never wanted to kill him!" Jude's voice rose. "I just wanted him to step down! To give me what was rightfully mine!" "Nothing was rightfully yours. You have to earn respect and leadership. You can't just demand it."

She leaned back wanting to get some peace to think but that was when the door flew open "Jude!" Came in Jude's brother and surprisingly her sisters. "Sisters?" exclaimed Jude "Oh My God! why the hell are you....? were you even going to tell us?" The eldest sister named Sophia was totally raged Jude opened her mouth to make up some lie like no sister i was about to call you but then she said fuck it and replied honestly "No i wasn't" To which Sophia started hitting her while scolding "God Sis i am still not well" "Zip it Jude! Hit her for me too Sophia" said the second eldest named wengie.

They had once belonged to Jason. "Hey, Leon. I heard his sister is pretty good-looking. Maybe we could..." The male and female students were housed separately, divided by a fenced boundary. Jason and Irene had only seen each other once since arriving, and even then only briefly. "Is that right?" Leon tapped the side of his head. "I can't believe I forgot about that. The nine Chamberlain sisters are famous all over Silverton." Without really looking at the panel, he pressed another button. Jason screamed again. His hair stood on end. His eyes had turned bloodshot, and the veins across his face bulged beneath his skin like those of a man on the verge of death.

Jude was looking worriedly between all four of our girls, the chorus of them demanding siblings of their own setting her face into one of mild panic. “Sorry, Sexy! Important meeting!” Jude yelled after me as I all but tripped out of the bedroom and the apartment, scrambling down the hall as quickly as I could. Out of all the things we had talked about this last year and a half, children was not one of them. Fuck, I’d be up for more kids; but Jude, I wasn’t sure what she would want. I had been absent and let my mate go through rising my four precious angels all alone; albeit, I didn’t know that was what was going on. It didn’t help none that her mother was firmly against me being there to beg

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

Are they not coming? Jude was not even fifty years old, and had a sharp appearance. At this moment, he was dressed in a suit and looked like he was chatting with someone, he was a successful person in the upper class. He did not want to link Lucas's life with his uncle.