Jude The Obscure Novels & Stories

I didn't know about the other three men, but a nice rack wasn't enough to offset her washboard abbs and thick, bull like neck. Craig, the closest to me was the smallest chest wise, though still well defined in a stringy kind of way. He had the face of a model, but his dark eyes were hard and set me on edge whenever I met them. Jud, the furthest from me and the only one to keep his silence was nothing short of ordinary. Ordinary face, ordinary hair, even his size was ordinary. But something in the way his eyes flicked from person to person and around the room, seeing everything and nothing at the same time made me think there was far more too him than what my first impression suggested.

Decades of information. I leaned over the console and began scrolling through the directories. My stomach twisted with every new revelation. Politicians from multiple countries. Judges who had ruled in Victor’s favor on major cases. Corporate rivals whose secrets had been used to force mergers and buyouts. Blackmail material spanning thirty years. Audio recordings of private conversations. Videos of compromising situations. Financial trails showing bribes, offshore accounts, and silenced witnesses.

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.

I’m about to tell her to stop talking and call an ambulance when he speaks, his voice low and husky. “You’ve been wanting to slap me for years huh,” he mumbles as he struggles to push up on his elbows. “What the hell is an oaf? Who talks like that?” “It just came to me. I think it means crazy big guy. Seemed appropriate. Are you okay?”

Sebastian's arm around her tightened slightly, he was also controlling himself. "Stop the tears, Leah. Please stop" he half whispered. "I'll find a way out," he muttered. **** WANT A BONUS CHAPTER BY 9?? COMPLETE MY REQUIREMENTS AND I PROMISE TO DROP IT😘 *** WASHINGTON METROPOLITAN HIGH SCHOOL*** The students trooped into the class once it was their time for class. Lunch break was over. Jaime was in his seat, he didn't go for lunch, instead, he was reading his book.

CHAPTER 150: ARE YOU GIVING US YOUR BLESSINGS? JORDAN: I parked the SUV in the VIP slot at St. Jude’s, feeling the weight of the evening ahead. Beside me, Catherine looked radiant in that forest green dress. It hugged her in all the right ways, making my possessive instincts flare up every time a passerby dared to look her way. We walked through the sliding glass doors into the sterile, white-walled reception area.

“No. Only a few people knew and I'm warning you not to tell anything about it with anyone.” “Why?” Her forehead creased, suspicious about his reasons. Instead of saying a thing, Jude remained silent. His eyes were the one speaking as they locked their gazes with each other. Jude has a lot of adversaries. Many people unknowingly had a grudge on him because of how tyrant he is when it comes to business. Anyone who dares to compete with him suddenly sees their company at the brink of bankruptcy. A lot of people said he's a wolf in disguise—some people admire him, some abhor him. In addition, Jude has something up his sleeve that no one knows—perhaps the reason why some strange men were harassin