Julia Enright Story Novels & Stories

It feels too soon to be falling for him so quickly, doesn’t it? Suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I jump out of my reverie. “He is good with the kids,” Julia says as she stands close to me with her hands folded on her chest. “Yes, he is.” When I first met Julia, I thought she was too hard and solemn to care for these children. However, through the years of working with her, I’ve come to realize that her tough exterior hides a heart as soft as a mushroom. She’s a kind-hearted woman who lost her husband to war. At 48 years old, with her lean body, bronze skin, and dark eyes, she’s a beauty.

However, Julia forced her way in and eventually came face-to-face with Jenny. Julia asked Jenny to refuse the shares I had given her, arguing that she had no right to receive a share of the stock because, after divorcing me, she was no longer part of the Hill family. However, Jenny refused and cursed at Julia, hurling insults. Not only that, but Jenny even shoved Julia’s body backward. Julia lost her balance and eventually fell, landing on the floor in a seated position. At first, she felt nothing unusual about her pregnancy. Then Julia returned home. However, on the way home, she felt excruciating abdominal pain. Since the pain was unbearable, she went to the hospital.

He was still so consumed with the bond he shared with Erin’s wolf. He really needed to get over it already. I ignored him. ‘Carlos.’ ‘Enough.’ ‘You know what she is.’ I looked towards the doors. Julia appeared at the top of the stairs wearing a white dress covered in crystals. Her mother walked beside her, holding the baby while Julia smiled down at everyone like she had already been Luna for years. Matt growled. ‘Look at her.’ I could see her. Julia loved attention. She always had. Even when we were younger, she wanted the best clothes, the biggest parties, and everyone looking at her.

Juliana asked, faking innocence. Raphaella sneered at her, she was waiting patiently when the rat would speak up. That was Juliana, the twenty-one-year-old daughter of her stepmother and she was a cunning girl who loved acting innocent, but instead, she was a demoness from the depths of hell. “Don't talk to your older sister like that, Juliana.” Mr. Mendel scolded, and Juliana scoffed. “Sister, my foot,” Juliana muttered, she had never thought of her stepfather's children as her sisters.

He winks, “You are everything I have ever wanted Lila and I am going to prove that even though we weren’t fated by the moon goddess, we belong together.” I smile, kissing his lips again and he returns the kiss. “What do you remember of Julia?” I ask. “What kind of trouble do you think she’s in?” Ryan sighs, “Julia was brave and strong, but she also could read people’s feelings. Sometimes it was too much for her. Somedays, she would be very high and then the next day, very low. She had her good days and bad days, but I know most of the time she was just overwhelmed.”

I could hear the shift of feet, the rustle of clothing… everyone on edge, everyone trying not to set the other off. “You are saying it, Julia,” Elaine shot back, her tone sharper now. “You’ve been against her from the moment she stepped foot on this property, and not once have you considered that maybe she’s telling the truth.” Julia let out a humorless laugh. “Telling the truth? Mom, she’s been lying since she was old enough to string a sentence together. You think this is different because she came back with a sob story and a kid? You want it to be different, but it’s not.”

Adam assumed it was a town rule at this point. “What brings a writer from Chicago to this place?” Carl asked as he cut up his steak. “Seems like the last place someone like that would move.” Grace said, “Maybe she needed a change of pace? Some place to detox?” Carl grunted. “I think it’s lovely,” Julia said, smiling at her family. With her light blonde hair and with only a few wrinkles on her face, Julia seemed years younger than fifty-nine. But she’d always prided herself on a neat, put-together appearance, and even when sitting with her family for dinner, she wore a pearl necklace and her hair up in a tidy bun. Adam hadn’t seen his mom wear something like sweatpants in all the years he’d k

But the one on her right, she had become deathly still. “You can’t just come in here and bother my guests,” the elderly woman shouted as she followed along behind them. “Girls, I am sorry for this intrusion.” The girl on the right, the one who had become as still as a statue, suddenly flushed and said, “Don’t you worry, Martha. I know this man.” “Indeed,” was all that Julia said. “What are you doing here, Julio?” she asked sharply. Jackson knew from the images that this woman was none other than Natalia Cerone, Julio’s wife. She indeed was a beautiful woman. She also appeared to be extremely standoffish. It was times like these when he wondered if she shouldn’t have gone into another line of

Julia muttered nervously as she lowered her gaze immediately she received the envelope with instructions. "Give it the right time," Victor said and stormed away towards the stairs without looking back. Julia shook her head and her eyes shifted to the envelope she was supposed to give to Vivie but what was in it. She didn't like the distance she saw between the two people she wanted so badly to be together "This...this is bad" Julia said, not sure what to do next. She feared what was in the envelope hence she decided to let Vivie sleep and then leave the envelope on the nightstand so she could find it in the morning.

she said. “Hello your majesty,” Julia curtsied. I laughed at the joke. She always did that. “Hello, Julia. Thank you so much for looking after Selanene for me," I hugged her. “Don’t be silly. It is not an issue at all, Selanene is dear to me, so I will always take my time off work to take care of her,” she said, brushing off my gratitude. Julia had moved to Weretopia two years ago. She said she needed a new environment and thought Weretopia was the best place for that exploration.