Jude Total Drama Novels & Stories

Jude says slowly, “that tomorrow you start at Creed Industries. It means that for anyone watching us, we are madly in love. We are married. You’ll play your role—and I’ll play mine.” I take a step back, my spine tightening. “Are you doing this to piss Ivy off?” I ask. He shrugs. “You have your reasons. I have mine. In the end, we’ll both get what we want. You get your revenge. I get…” He pauses. “Let’s just say closure and richer.” I study him. Something’s shifted. He’s not just angry. He’s hurt. But I don’t have time to untangle Jude Creed’s complicated emotions.

Jude’s expression changed. “That’s impossible!” he shouted, refusing to believe what Drake had said. He seemed a bit panicked. After all, he was the one who abandoned them and ran away. However, he did not tell Taylor anything about it as he did not expect the eighth division to survive. When Taylor saw the nervous expression on Jude’s face, he frowned and said, “Let’s go down and see what’s going on.” Jude stammered, “But sir, I—”

Jude and Juliet called in unison as they ran over to hug me. I bent over to hug my bundles of joy as I put the thought of their terrible father behind me. "How are my pups doing?" I smiled as I lifted them both easily. "Jude got in a fight," Juliet said before Jude could reply. I turned to look at Jude with a frown. "What happened, pup?" Jude averted his eyes from mine before replying. "He said I don't have a dad because he's dead." My expression softened at the sound of that.

Jude’s expression changed. “That’s impossible!” he shouted, refusing to believe what Drake had said. He seemed a bit panicked. After all, he was the one who abandoned them and ran away. However, he did not tell Taylor anything about it as he did not expect the eighth division to survive. When Taylor saw the nervous expression on Jude’s face, he frowned and said, “Let’s go down and see what’s going on.” Jude stammered, “But sir, I—”

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As soon as the voices vanished, I slowly opened my eyes and I was welcomed by a dark room with a window, letting some of the light crawl inside the room. I reminisced about everything as I was sitting alone in this gloomy place whilst staring at Madreign’s bloody flag. Beside me was a black rose. My attention was then stolen by a bird’s cry. As I gazed at it, it flew away. We fought together, but I was the only one left. If I could just bring back the past, I would. I would love us to reunite again and fly a kite on the mountain. Did I make the right judgment? I . . . brought them to death, and people still call me a hero. Maximaze Lativitus Park, the notorious Death Judge of Normous became

Jude looked up at Kaze and Buffy in hesitation for a moment before lamenting, “I have lied to you, Kaze, Buffy. I’m afraid I can’t honor my promise to you.” “How so?” Kaze furrowed his brows. He doubted Jude would carry on playing mind games with him. Jude said with a wry smile, “I have done a lot of terrible things to get ahead in life, but I would never kill my wife.” “Oh, really?”

She closed the door, and slowly made her way to the couch, collapsing into a heap of despair. Jude was quivering badly as he opened the door to Jacob's manor. Jacob, who was having a mini party with some blonde young models in his parent's living room jolted up in alarm at the sight of his disgruntled friend. "What the fuck man! You..you've been crying?" he jolted back in shock. "You can continue…just lend me your phone," Jude begged. He wasn't bothered by the presence of the ladies as he slumped on the couch dejectedly.

"Judge Hart, let's be frank. There's enough money here for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life. And if money isn't what you want, I can offer other things. A bright future, for example. "In our family, every generation has only one daughter. Scarlett is the treasure of our entire family. I won't let anything happen to her." ... "Paloma Hart, you don't have any powerful connections, yet somehow you became a judge at such a young age. Who knows how many men you've slept with behind the scenes to get where you are? Don't pretend you're some kind of saint in front of me. "I tried being reasonable, but you refused to listen. Once you've offended our family, don't expect a happy endi

“I’m done fighting. I tried to stay out of it. I tried to be useful. And I still ended up here. So no—I’m not scared anymore. I’m just tired.” Jude studied me. I could tell he was trying to figure out if I was lying, and maybe I was. But my exhaustion was real, and that seemed to be enough for him. He scoffed. “All that won’t save you now.” He started turning away, but then stopped with one foot at the door. “Your mother,” he said. “She dies tonight.” I couldn’t hide it then. My breath caught. Jude didn’t look back. “That’s your punishment for pretending not to care.”