Jugo Novels & Stories

Tiffany says robotically as she shoves a bottle of wine my direction. "That's what he said," Geni mumbles behind me. I ignore her and smile at Tiffany, hoping she didn't hear. Judging by the look on her face and the way Rowen squeezes her shoulder, I think we all heard her. "I'm glad you could be here." I take the wine and look at the label. "Petrolo Galatrona 2013 straight from Tuscany. Wow. This is a great year." "You know wine?" she asks, brows crinkling. "With the way you suck down those yard-long margaritas, I thought all you liked were cheap drinks."

I furrowed my brow as I looked around the fridge door at her. “Yeah, so you can dig that hole you’re in deeper instead of digging by hand.” She smirked. “Ooo, she’s got jokes now.” I chuckled, shaking my head. “But seriously, what do you want? I’ve got water, of course. Chocolate protein shake, soy milk, spicy V8, Jägermeister, and….” I scanned the fridge, spotting my last can of Guaraná Antarctica, and instead of listing it, I kept my mouth shut. “And that’s about it.”

“Wait, wait, wait. You like smoothies right?” “Yeah. Who doesn’t?” “Then check this out.” said Tres, his voice dripping with excitement. He led James over to what looked like a smoothie machine on first inspection. James was incredulous. “No way!” “Believe it, bro. Fresh fruit juices, yogurt, and a few additives, makes for one very happy student body. You’ve got any combo of strawberry, banana, orange, blueberry, apple, cherry, vanilla, and even chocolate for the base. Then choose a type of yogurt and pick an additive and you’ve got yourself one helluva smoothie.”

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Driven by a mounting curiosity, Tom immediately inquired about the juice they were drinking. It seemed he was placing a silent bet on whether the brand was intentionally manufacturing products filled with goat’s blood. "The juice? Like what the doctors had? Sure, you can!" Joe opened his bag, pulled out a box, and handed it to Tom. "Eat plenty, and make sure you rest. Watch out for those skeletons," Joe joked with a friendly smile. "Ah. Thank you!" Joe left, and once he was out of sight, the two of them immediately inspected the juice. Bob cut it open and poured it into a glass. Unlike the suspicious products at Mediyoung, the juice Joe gave Tom was indeed strawberry juice. There was no meta

-Well, I don't know, he is not very explicit when he feels like it- he closed the juice box and turned around -See you then beautiful, I'm going to run if Leo kills me- Silver saw him go out the door and realized that his alpha, in addition to having taken a part of his juice, had taken another donut, precisely the one with his favorite icing. He took out the phone, turned it on, silencing the crazy notifications, and typed for her to bring him a new box. He grabbed what was left of his breakfast and sat in front of the new television to watch another of the movies he had bought for her. Yes, she liked to be pampered, at least until she started working where surely being idle would not be pa

Jimmy then pulled out a gun, the rogue's eyes momentarily went wide as Jimmy fired the gun aiming for his forehead, as the bullet hit him he sank into a heap, everyone was silent then Jimmy spoke "well, I have no use for you then" Then in a louder voice, he said "If anyone else would like to leave without picking a side then please step forward now" Nobody moved, Jimmy, smiled and carried on "Now this pack took my brother from me" "Your brother tried to take this pack," Grandma said making me groan, Jimmy looked directly at grandma and said "Yes, yes Jonas was a useless pratt, but what can I say, he's still blood, so I have decided to use my brain and finish what he started"

said Akira. "Yes okay, may I have the drink?" said Aresha while pointing at the drink of red wine (blood). "Yes please, we have lots of stock. There is tomato juice too! " Yasashi answered. "Oh, is this drink added to the tomato juice again?" "Yes, that is so!" "Geez, even though I want to drink really blood. Not deer blood with tomato juice! " complained Aresha, who then drank too. An's existence

Alpha Jerry was on the floor by now; struggling for his life. “I’d have loved a more glamorous death for you – like being torn apart by bulls. But I can only make do with a two-faced jug. It’s a rare kind of jug imported from China. When turned the other way, it oozes out a different flavour from the initial wine. It’s a mystery jug. It can carry both poisoned wine and healthy wine at the same time. I didn’t even have to flick a hand or catch my breath to kill you.” She laughed like a beast.

Focus, Ri. Legion Vega is sitting beside me, his sharp gaze fixed ahead. He’s Arkyn’s youngest, the one who doesn’t carry the baggage of Legacy’s reputation. He looks to be about eighteen or nineteen; tall and lanky. He has long blond hair, a stark contrast to Legacy’s black hair, and when I first saw him, the color of his eyes surprised me. One is the red of his Lycan, the other is purple. “His hybrid status is still in question,” Arkyn had said. “We’ve met his Lycan and tailed beast, but that doesn’t explain the purple eye.”