Julia London Books Novels & Stories

she said quietly. “I didn’t come for my son,” Julia snapped, her manicured fingers drumming on her designer purse. She leaned forward, her eyes narrowing into cold slits. “I came to deal with you.” Lauren felt a chill crawl up her spine. “I know your type, Lauren,” Julia said, her voice dropping into a deadly, calm tone. “I know exactly what you’re hunting for. You saw a young, rich man and decided to secure your future. I’m here to make it easy for you to walk away.”

Lily thought for a moment and then said, "I'd like to buy some books." "Alright." The bookstore was bustling on the weekend, packed to the brim. Lily patiently sifted through the shelves for the books she wanted, while Julian grew restless in such places. He couldn't help but say, "Let's go. Whatever books you want, I can have them delivered to our house." "Just a little longer, I'm almost done," Lily spoke softly. Unable to argue with her, Julian listlessly picked up a book from the bestseller shelf and began flipping through it. It was a cookbook on how to DIY various desserts at home, and it suddenly piqued his interest, absorbing him completely.

I was still in my lace and satin sleeping gown, a long cardigan draped around my shoulders. Picking a point to start, I set my noodles down on the glass table. My fingers ran across the spines of several books. They all had beautiful calligraphy on them, but in languages I couldn't even begin to understand. Some books had scribbles on the spines, a trend I found amongst the books that looked the oldest. Even here in South Africa, so far from home, Julian took the time to bring along numerous books. There were probably some that he had hand picked himself. Did he have manor's across the entire world? A house for every country? If so, I wouldn't mind seeing the one in Italy. It would be much o

Julia continued to talk, “You've had your own share of scandals and trust me, you're loved by people. You are seen as an influential woman, you know that?” “I don't know,” I replied weakly as I sipped on my drink. “You've been involved with big names so far!” Julia told me firmly. “Julian Holland, CEO of Empire Entertainment. Duncan Mann, CEO of Duck Entertainment. Yamamoto…” “Yeah! Yeah!” I exclaimed, cutting her short. “You are lucky, girl. I am envious,” Julia muttered. “And why would you be?” I asked.

If I rank second when it comes to counter-tracking within the alliance, no one would dare to rank first. She let him take his time finding her. Then, she would leave first. On the other hand, Shiloh’s eyes scanned the area and cursed to himself. “Dammit. Where is she? She was just here. Where did she go?” Ten minutes later, Julia arrived at the largest shopping center in the city: Montreal City. The people who came here were the rich ones. It was a high-end shopping mall filled with luxury boutiques that ordinary people couldn’t afford. Julia suddenly remembered the brand named Lanco owned by the Wolf Five family, who lived here in Vienna City.

Zane grinned, stuffing the spent monster back in his pants. “Same to you, daddy,” London winked, wiping down the shiny jeweled toy and putting it back on the shelf. London may have been known as a high riding bitch of the publishing world, but being a bitch was who she was, it was the fiber of her being and the core of her soul. This bossy bitch knew how to get what she wanted, and more importantly how to keep it.

But then would that ever work out? Upon reaching her apartment, Julia wasted no time in settling down. She made her way to her designated spot, where her laptop eagerly awaited her return. Opening it with a sense of purpose to go through her work, her eyes fell upon the document that had been the cause of Kelvin's unexpected call. It lay there, a tangible reminder of her responsibilities and the bridge between her professional and personal life.

Heaving a long and drawn-out sigh, Julie lifted her face and her eyes swept through the large library. The five books she had chosen were unexpectedly all about the Aliens' empire's history. She would love to delve more into their history as she was curious to know, but at that moment, her curiosity about her husband's past was way stronger that she had actually wished she could just find a book personally dedicated just about him. Julie thought that if there ever was a book that contained the details of Alex's secrets and of his past, the book should be looking like… her eyes just wandered around for minutes as if she were looking for something.

"I’m giving him what belongs to him. You gave him a life of 'enough.' I’m giving him a life of 'everything.' Don't be mad at the boy because he has a Sterling’s appetite for the world." Lila stood up so fast her stool scraped violently against the marble floor. She didn't say another word. She couldn't. If she stayed in that kitchen for another second, she was going to scream or cry, and she refused to let Adrian see either. She retreated to the library, a massive room lined with dark oak shelves and thousands of first-edition books. She sat on the window sill, her knees pulled to her chest, staring out at the hazy New York skyline. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. It was an email from the se

-Lyra The response came almost immediately. Julian: Excellent! Friday through Sunday. Fly out Friday morning, return Sunday evening. I have meetings to attend, but I'd love to show you the collection myself. Looking forward to it. -J Lyra stared at those words. She was doing this. She was actually going to London with Julian Ashford. She was going to prove to herself that she could live a normal life. That she could be interested in someone who didn't make her feel like she was drowning. Her phone buzzed again.