Julia Stiles Young Novels & Stories

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Of all the people in this world? My private investigator had sent me all the information he could lay his hands on about Julia and that's how I got to know they were related. They were never really close. Julia was born and raised in the UK., She came to New York for university and has not left since then. She has been living here for almost seven years now, working at different clubs as a bartender, stripper, and now a sex worker and pimp. How did I end up in this position for fucks sake! From the information here, they do not seem to have a personal relationship aside from being related by blood. But still………

The outcome of the investigation also led to the same truth. “I'm sorry, Sabrina,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “I should have trusted you from the start.” She smiled. “It's okay, Elijah. I'm just glad we're here now, together.” I then remembered something in the investigation report that had caught my attention. Julia had grown up in a rich family after she got lost as a child, and she became close to their real son whom she considered a real brother. His name was Henry Stanford, and he was a very influential man in France and in the United States.

I saw my mother in the corner, frowning. "Julian please," Elena said, her eyes scared. "Everyone is looking. I am scared for our baby." "Do not be scared Elena, " Julian said, turning back to me. "The world needs to know that Darius Steele did not marry a queen. He married a woman who's not good enough. A woman who had to lie to get sympathy." "Is that all?" I asked. My voice was low and angry. "I am just getting started, " Julian said, his voice sharp. "You are a criminal, Anessa. A common…"

Jason commanded. "Sir, her name is Julia Harrison. She stays with her mother at Belle Glade, in a two-bedroom house. The house is occupied by just the two of them, she and her mother. Concerning her father, she never met him. She is a school bus driver, and that is how she earns money for her daily upkeep. Her mother is a dressmaker. Despite their living conditions, Julia likes to party with her two best friends, Matilda Hayford, whom she calls Tilly and Michael Hogan, at night clubs and even though she can't handle her liquor, she likes to drink," the caller informed Jason. "That is all I found out about her," the caller added.

“Relax, don’t be ridiculous. I’m just kidding.” Stella Pierce suddenly laughs derisively amidst the palpable tension between the two men. She approaches Julian and runs her manicured finger across his chest. The blatant gesture made my insides revolt. “I’m sorry, Jules. But y you haven’t changed at all.” She turns around and freely touches his shoulder before leaning in and lightly kissing his cheek. “I have a concert coming up. Wanna come?” Julian pulls back. “Get the fuck away from me!” “What’s the matter? Everyone knew we were exes. The media won’t be surprised to see us together. Unless—” she looks at me—“you’ve already found someone new. Someone a lot... younger? Hello there, cupcake. W

Julia let out. “I did, Jules. We are okay now. She’s mated to my brother. I don’t want to be her enemy. What will we gain? Whether we like it or not, we will continue to see each other. even before that, I really didn’t hold it against her. She's young. A lot of young people make mistakes,” I explained. “Young? How old is she? Ten? Sixteen? She’s a grown-ass woman. Stop making excuses for her. She can’t be younger than twenty,”

It was then that Julia posted a bombshell in our group chat. "Hey, my darlings. I'm getting married on October 4th. Please come to the wedding and be my bridesmaids. I've prepared beautiful dresses for you girls." The sudden good news was so uplifting. I immediately perked up and told her that Queenie had gone to bed before switching to private chat. Julia was a typical northern young woman of about the same height as me. She had that straightforwardness typical of people from the north and was a bold drinker.

-Arabella- "Mr. Stewart has given me clear instructions not to let anyone besides his attendant in his room. If you'd like, I can set you up in another bedroom," Julia says in a stoic voice. "He doesn't want to be disturbed." I can tell she's trying very hard not to snap, with her shoulders all tensed up. I've never seen Stella act so viciously toward another vampire, but I guess she's used to having servants and others scramble to please her all the time, and she's not happy with Julia's reticence to do as she wants.

Stella added. Alex turned toward Stella, his expression unreadable without saying a word. “Sir,” Stella said instantly, seizing the opportunity again. “Julia is hostile when you’re not around. She bullies every maid including me and today I can’t keep calm. She hates me,” Stella cried, even managing a shaky sniffle. “Julia insulted my parents too. Saying they were too poor and that’s why I came here working. She reminded me I was a nobody. She said I am beneath her. Please sir punish Julia.”