Julia Hill Book Novels & Stories

“Oh God, you're hurt! ” He had a small cut across his arm where blood had stained the sides of his torn shirt. “You have the third eye! ” Julia was still in excitement as one of her fantasies had come true. “But what is that book?” “I don't know,” Jake replied, “whatever it is, it's meant to stop these monsters and that's why they keep coming for it.”

Nothing could be recovered. Lillie arrived at Slaughter Hill to find her house had burned to the ground. She ran to the neighbors’ house in tears. Everything she worked for all her life was gone. It devastated her at what happened to her. She talked to the neighbor and was informed that Jennifer was seen spreading something over her porch minutes before it caught on fire. Lillie was devastated and reported to the police what she had discovered. She then called Paul. Paul invited Lillie to live with him until she could have a house built. The Fire Marshall investigated the burning of Lillie’s house. Jennifer was found guilty of arson and sentenced to prison. Months later, Lillie and Paul were

"Yes, very much. I'm happy to see Ishak so interested in the world of reading. Surely Ishak will be a smart kid in the future." William swept his gaze around the alluring bookshelves. He grabbed a book that caught his attention and showed it to Juliana. "Is there a book you would like to read, Juliana?" he asked gently. Juliana looked at the book that was pointed out by William. The cover caught her eye, with a beautiful illustration and a catchy title. He was interested to know more about the contents of the book. "Actually, this book looks interesting, sir," answered Juliana in a low voice. "I like the topic and it might be a source of inspiration for me."

Although there was only a handful of information about her, Hilda still knew quite a lot about her after gathering all the information. After receiving Daniel's text that day, Hilda had planned a blockbuster. She was the writer and the director of this blockbuster. She wanted to look for a woman who had great acting skills, could easily be bribed and was willing to make sacrifices to be something better in the Stephenson Group. The first person to come to her mind was Juliana.

"She's not working and she earned that spanking, so no, you won't. She did raise a good point though, despite the politically incorrect way she raised it. Why don't you tell us how you put your wife into sexual servitude and what happened that you don't want to keep her there? Especially since it seems like two beautiful slaves for the price of one deal." Why not share the story. "I noticed Julia reading a lot of the same romance novels all the time, primarily sex slave or reverse harem novels. Alien abduction or paranormal romance primarily, though some other types of things as well. I read some of her novels and thought it might be a good thing for her to experience sex slavery for real. P

I don’t know where else would I go if mom takes a leap away from my life. Martha probably sleeps well now tonight. I can go there to have someone to talk to about all of this day but the night has run too deep for now. I wish someone I trust was here. I pull the letter that I found on my mother’s table while I was sorting it from my pocket. It says there’s a lightning that stroke on a hill at that’s where the Kurim lies. A hill. If somebody knows already about the whereabouts of Kurim, then they must have go for it. What is stopping them to do it? If they truly care for this land, then why don’t they step up? Who are they waiting for? My mother? Again?

VOLUME TEN: A HEAVEN HILL CHRISTMAS Author's Note: These Christmas Novella's are in no particular order – they aren't even in chronological order of the series. It's just one Christmas I picked out of every couple's lives and wrote about it. JESSICA & LAYNE

Clara was gone. But she hadn't been erased. In the center of the pier, resting on the weathered wood, were Two Copper Rings. They weren't charred. They were polished, shining in the first light of a new, terrestrial dawn. And beside the rings was a single, physical book. The one from the London library. Hope picked it up, her fingers trembling as she opened the cover. Inside, in Julian’s sharp, executive hand and Clara’s flowing, teacher’s script, was a single note:

Julie entered the bathroom in a hurry. She didn’t want to miss anything. Julie wanted Hugh Dawson, the artist, to see her as acceptable. Who’d been sweet enough to do her book covers for nothing but only for her mention that he’d created them for her? She mentioned every time he made the covers for her. With three books published, his name appeared on each cover as the cover’s creator, beneath her name as the author. Tonight, Hugh wanted to unveil publicly the cover of her fourth book for her to thank her for the exposure of her books gave his work. Rising Tides and Passions Voyage, was her latest novel, a second chance romance of two single people on a couple’s cruise. Julie was nervous he’

I bet she’s the one who told Julia. “I know it sounds crazy,” Julia rambles when I don’t respond. “But I’ve seen things there in the marsh. A man that’s not a man. And I’ve heard things. There were footsteps upstairs and children laughing. And then Tanner showed up, but I don’t think it was actually him. I think it just looked like him…” “How much did Helen tell you?” I ask, interrupting her stream of consciousness. “About this land? About the swamp?” Julia eyes me anxiously. I can tell she doesn’t know whether I believe her or not. Finally, she says, “I know about the murders, if that’s what you mean.”