Jules Tvd Novels & Stories

“You’re gonna fuck me a third time.” Reed didn’t answer. He just rolled his hips—slow, steady—like the answer was obvious. “You’re still leaking,” Reed murmured, voice rough as gravel. “Feel it?” Jules nodded, eyes wide, legs still hooked over Reed’s shoulders. “It’s dripping down my ass.” “Good.” Reed rolled his hips again, this time fully hard. “Keep it in.”

I groaned, lying my hand over my face to hide my own embarrassment for the outside world. “Oh, shit… that’s messed up, Jenna. I mean, how could he even be alive? Didn’t we set his voodoo doll on fire in college at some point in time?” Jules asked me, to which I couldn’t help but giggle, because it was actually true. I guess I found out the hard way that that crap doesn’t work for me either. Well… at least I tried… “Well… didn’t your new year start off with a bang then.” Jules sighed as if she couldn’t believe what she had just heard.

wasn't optional, so I was stuck standing in the corner of the living room, nursing a red plastic cup and watching the door. And then Jules walked in, and my brain completely short-circuited. He wasn’t wearing his usual oversized hoodies or team gear. Instead, he was dressed in a pair of black, skin-tight jeans that hugged every line of his legs, and a sheer, dark mesh top that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. You could see the lean, toned lines of his stomach and the faint dusting of hair on his chest through the fabric. He looked dangerous, he looked edible, and he knew exactly what he was doing. I gripped my plastic cup so hard the rim dug into my palm, telling myself to look aw

"He's obsessed with you and I have to say that I'm impressed he didn't let his friends behaviors sway him." I blew out my breath guessing she was right. Ben and I had been together for seven years so he wouldn't do anything to satobage that. Jules' phone pinged in her purse and I knew a notification had come in. I watched as she took it out of her purse, frowned at the screen then glanced at me. "What?". I asked. "Um... I don't know." Jules made a face. "Someone sent me a video." "Of who?".

“I don’t know. I think it might have been this bracelet that my mom made me promise to never take off. After it came off, my powers completely awakened.” Exia nods. “It’s possible that she bewitched the bracelet to stifle your powers. But why would she do that?” Jules shrugs. “I don’t know, but I think it might have something to do with my father.” Exia raises her hand and produces a knife similar to Jules’. “It seems we have a lot to talk about. Tell me, what is your name?” Jules swallows hard before she answers. “My name is Juliet LeTueur Romanis, and this is my…my boyf─mate, Rowan.”

He had to help him. The Xeus was already looking at him when Jules entered the basement, his glowing green eyes alert and more than a little unnerving. His tall, large body seemed tense, his muscles rigid. There didn’t seem to be any new wounds on his body, which was a relief—there was no time to patch him up. “Hey,” Jules said, stepping closer to the metal table and pulling out the keys he’d stolen from his uncle’s room. He felt a jolt of anxiety, but the third key he tried did the trick.

Jules watched his retreating figure sliently her heart trashing violently against her chest for some reason. "Earth to Jules," Chubby snapped his finger, pulling her back to reality with an amused look on his face. "What got you so deep in thoughts? Don't tell me it's the big boss," chubby teased. "Wh...what are you talking about? Don't say something like that," Jules half yelled placing her both hands on her cheek to hide the blush that had coloured it. "Let's go," she said, walking away hastily before he could reply. Meanwhile, a strange man stood a little far away from Hi-Tech company watching Jules and taking several photos of her until she disappeared from view.

“You two are so irritating.” “That woman was hunting you,” I accused dramatically. “She was gorgeous,” Jules shot back without shame this time. “She is super rich!” “That too.” “She looked like she could ruin lives recreationally!”

Tons of blood, sweat and tears in that place and I could only hope we continued to be awesome. KNOCK KNOCK I closed my legs as one of the nurses came in, handing the doctor a file. She flicked it open and made a face. “Jules, have you had an sexual partners recently,” she immediately asked. My heart sank. Suddenly Jude went from my dream to my nightmare. That fuck! Did he give me an STD?? Oh I swear by all that’s holy if he gave me something I’ll find him and absolutely fuck him up!!

It was past midnight and I couldn’t wake anyone and honestly, I didn't want to. My right hand has recovered to an extent now. I got to the kitchen door and pushed it open. Light spilt from the inside leaving me surprised someone was here this late I stepped in and my gaze immediately fell on Jules who was seated by her laptop going through pictures and sipping some coffee. She was completely engrossed in her work; she didn't even notice someone had just entered. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun leaving her baby-like makeup-free face clear. She was wearing a silk nightdress which wasn't seductive in any way but was light enough that it outlined her curves as she sat down working.