Julia Machine Learning Novels & Stories

This book is a must-read for teenagers. It brings out the emotional and physical countenances of most teenagers, in verisimilitude. Anderson Simpson and his friend, Harrison Edgeton, are in for an adventure that would blow your mind. They discovered things about themselves that they never knew or understood, when they went back through time, with the help of an old Time Machine of “The Time Gods"

Warning: Heavy Erotica!!! Vampire/Werewolf Julia’s beauty was a curse. Every man wanted her but only one will win her heart. Will it be: The one-night stand The one-night stand’s brother The ex turned stepbrother The student The werewolf alpha Or the vampire hunter? The choice is hers. Her mundane world collides with the supernatural by a chance encounter; her life forever changed. Ray POV “I gotta have you baby, I don’t care that our parents are getting married.” I told her. “But it’s wrong and besides, you left. You left me broken hearted and Xander was there to pick up the pieces.” Julia said to me, lips quivering. “I don’t want to be right if it means I’ll have you.” I grabbed her face and took her mouth, tasting her sweet, familiar flavor.

Buzz It had been 4 long years since Julia accused me of cheating and left me. It had been 4 years since I had been able to breathe properly. A lot had happened in the time since she left. I was now a member of a Motorcycle club. Now I’ve found her again, she is back in my life. And she has something to tell me. Julia It had been 4 years since Ryan cheated on me. Or so I was led to believe. It had been 4 years since I broke my own heart by leaving. My brother was hurt, involved in a shooting at the Motorcycle club he belongs to. The last person I expected to see was Ryan. After all this time, can I make him forgive me, and more importantly… can I convince him to give us a second chance?

On my fifth birthday, my parents showed up at my birthday party later than usual. They brought with them a skinny little girl who couldn't seem to speak at all. I rushed over, hoping to hug Mom, only to get knocked down by her. That was how I fell into the ten-foot cake that my parents had specifically picked out for me. Buttercream filled my nose and mouth, suffocating me to no end. When I managed to climb out of the mess, I burst out in tears and asked Dad to cuddle me. But Dad retracted his hands while looking conflicted. "Don't blame your mom, Willow. From now on, you must take good care of Maple, your little sister. As long as Maple is happy, your mom will be happy." Later on, the mean kids in the neighborhood shove Maple Thompson, my new little sister, into a pile of sand. I rush over to protect her immediately. Once we get home, I mimic my parents by drawing a bath so that I can clean Maple up. That's when Mom suddenly barge into the bathroom and slap me heavily across the face. "You've already enjoyed our love for the past five years! Why are you still greedy for more? I can't believe you're trying to drown Maple right now!" Mom's eyes have gone bloodshot. She drags me by the hair and stuffs me into the washing machine. "Only a washing machine is capable of cleanse that filth out of your soul! You can only scramble out of the washing machine and apologize to Maple once you've decided to quit bullying your sister!" In the living room, Dad lowers his voice. "Keep your voice down when you're chewing Willow out. Maple is about to fall asleep. Don't go around waking her up now." Mom doesn't want to look at me anymore. Instead, she slams the lid onto the washing machine forcefully. I can't get out of the machine. What she doesn't know is that the washing machine will activate. "The 212-degree-Fahrenheit wash cycle has been activated." Scalding hot water is soon dumped onto my body. It hurts so much that I gradually lose my consciousness. Will Mom love me again once I'm squeaky clean after the wash cycle?

My boy friend Caleb Ford's childhood sweetheart, Julia Leclair, is losing her hair from chemotherapy. So, he orders me to cut mine off and make her a wig. "Julia's allergic to synthetic wigs. You've been growing your hair for ten years—it's perfect." I refuse, but his friends tie me down. Someone shaves my head to the scalp, buzzing through my thick, glossy hair until nothing's left but a butchered mess. Julia sits in her wheelchair and laughs, saying I look like a toad. Caleb smiles and nods in agreement. He adds with a chuckle, "It's just some hair. Was that really necessary?" But back when I was bullied for having uneven, choppy short hair for six straight years, it was he who stood in front of me. He had his arms spread wide as he shielded me from harm. Now he's the one wielding the blade. One by one, their little circle chimes in. They tell me not to hold a grudge against someone who's sick. Caleb snaps impatiently, "Stop trying to talk sense into her. She can get lost! Did you see that fit she threw over a few strands of hair? It's not like they won't grow back." I turn around and walk away. I never look back. Later, I hear that Caleb begs for my forgiveness by kneeling his way up 9000 steps until his knees are ruined.

On the evening of May 17, 20XX, I died. I decided to tell you this story because I thought it was a thing of beauty, albeit filled with agony and grief. No, this is not my story. This is the story of the husband of my best friend, Mary, and how he tried to play God by inventing a time machine to try and save her from death. Listen carefully for this will be the last one I will tell.

She was never supposed to exist. Not as herself. Not with her real name. Not with the truth of what she carries in her blood. Julia Bennett was hidden before she could walk — erased from a world of power and old money and carefully buried sins, raised in silence while the family that should have claimed her tore itself apart from the inside. She was never meant to inherit anything except survival. But the dead don't stay buried. And neither do heirs. Now she's standing at the center of everything she was kept from — a legacy built on betrayal, a name that makes powerful people nervous, and two men who have been circling her world long before she knew they existed. One protects her like she's something to be controlled. The other has been watching her entire life for reasons she's only beginning to understand. And somewhere in the shadows — a name she doesn't recognize yet. V. Mercer. Patient. Precise. Already moving. Julia isn't looking for love. She's looking for the truth about who murdered her mother, who wants her dead, and why the people closest to her keep choosing silence over answers. But the truth in this world doesn't come without a cost. And in a game where trust is a weakness, desire is a weapon, and every person she needs is hiding something — the most dangerous thing Julia Bennett can do is refuse to break. Because someone built this trap before she was born. And she intends to burn it down.

I got into a car crash with my adoptive sister. The first person to rush to the scene was my childhood sweetheart, Jay Porter—the guy I'd been secretly seeing for two years. But Jay went to her first. He didn't even look my way as I sat there, bleeding heavily on the side of the road. I grabbed his hand, desperate to tell him I was pregnant. He just shook me off. "Sorry, Emma. Julia's delicate. I have to get her to the hospital now. Just wait here for the paramedics." By the time the rescue team got me to the hospital, I was out of immediate danger. But my baby... was gone. I wanted to confront Jay, to demand an explanation. Instead, I overheard him talking to a friend. "You played Emma this whole time, just for Julia's sake. Don't you think that's going too far?" Jay's reply was cold. "So what? Julia's just the Bourne family's adopted daughter—she's never been as protected and cherished as Emma, the precious heiress. That's exactly why it has to be me. I'll protect Julia. For her, I'd do anything." So it was all a lie. Every bit of love he'd ever shown me was just an act. After I was discharged, I went straight home and called my father. "Dad, can you make it so I never existed here? Erase all my records from this country."

Christmas is the most magical time of the year, right? That may be true for most people but not Julia. Julia has never had an easy life, she has been homeless for as long as she can remember and now she is raising a three-year-old the same way. She wants more for them both but she has no way of changing things, besides she's soon going to have to leave the only place that she's ever called home to keep them both safe. If anyone finds out her secret her world will be blown apart and that's something that she can't allow to happen. Riley has had the best life imaginable. He has loving parents, grandparents and his best friend Joshua has been by his side since he was a young child. He also runs several successful businesses and has everything he wants in life except for one thing... love. He wants someone to love, to cherish but his past still has a tight grip on him and holds a secret that not even he knows about. What will happen when both worlds collide? Can Julia get the Christmas that she has always dreamed of for her and her little girl? Can Riley learn to forget his past so that he can move forward and when Juila's secret is revealed and blows both of their worlds apart, will it bring them together or tear them even further apart and destroy Julia's world, just like she has always feared it would?

The future twin alphas of the pack, Chase and Colt Evans, are eager to find out who will be their mates as they will turn 18 in a few days, not knowing that the entangled fate will make them bound with the same Luna, Arya Silver, an innocent girl raised by her vindictive father as a killing machine aiming for the twins. [This is the Third Book of My Lycan series, but it can be read as a stand-alone. :)]