Julia Stiles Young Novels & Stories

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.”

I was absentminded until she mentioned him. "... And Julian! From what I heard, he's dating Nadia Styles," she said, the corner of her lips downturned. "She's really not the best fit for him." "Nadia?" I asked, curious. "Gosh,I keep forgetting that you don't know anybody," Ava said impatiently. "Nadia Styles is a model, beautiful and powerful. Everything awesome. But she's a bit of a bitch. It's probably why Julian sleeps around." I frowned. "That's not an excuse. He has a girlfriend yet he sleeps with other girls?" I mumbled. "What a dick."

After being forced to donate my blood to Zachary Doolithe, my wife Anna Lang's childhood sweetheart, I died in the small quarters that she had personally decorated for me. Before I died, my five-year-old son ran to the main quarters and begged Anna three times. The first time, he broke in and said that I was vomiting blood. Anna scoffed. "I see he's improved his ways. He's even taught our son to lie." Then she ordered the servants to take my son out. The second time, he knocked on the door and said that I was already beginning to convulse in pain. Anna tutted. "I only asked for a little blood, didn't I? It's not like I cut out his heart. Why is he pretending?” The servant stepped forw

Julia hiding Elena’s chemistry notes. Elena stealing Julia’s scarf. A school dance neither wanted to attend. A rooftop. Julia saying she would become an architect. Elena saying she might study medicine. Julia laughing: “You hate blood.” Elena whispered: “You wanted to design hospitals.” Julia’s knees buckled. Mara caught her before she fell. Julia stared at Elena. “I forgot that.” Now Julia was crying too. Elena stepped forward. Stopped herself from hugging. “Can I?” Julia looked at her.

I'm just glad Maria took Estella to the park just now because I wouldn't be able to go through with this if I knew there was anyone other that Tyberias that would see me like this. I finished my outfit with a cropped spaghetti strap top that only covered my bøøbs . TYBERIAS' POV I was sat on the couch flicking through Netflix when I saw Juliana walk up to me. I shamelessly gaped at her as I saw what she was wearing. She had such an amazing hourglass figure. The top she was wearing hugged her tïts snuggly, but was pretty low cut so she was still revealing some cleavage. Her shorts were cupping her àss perfectly. I was such a lucky motherfucker to have a girl like her.

She smiles at me, “You must be Julia. I’m Ms Addison. Why don’t you get a seat, Bree?” Bree nods and walks to her seat, leaving me alone. “Can you introduce yourself to the class, Julia?” She asks. “Hi, everyone,” I sigh, “I’m Julia Steel. I moved in about a week ago. I live with Steve Dalton and his twins, Silas and Sebastian. Steve and my mother are getting married, so he’s technically my stepfather. I’m excited to start school and make friends.” “Wonderful. Why don’t we all welcome Julia?” Ms Addison urges.

She was pretty, with shoulder-length brown hair that had a small wave. “I have, for your viewing pleasure, your new school uniform.” “Really?” School had barely come up, with the exception of a brief mention that I was starting on Monday. Then it hit me. “Uniform?” “Yes. Olympus Academy. It’s an elite private high school. A lot of teen actors and Hollywood kids go there. With your transcript, Julia thought it would be a perfect fit. They are very strict on privacy, seeing who their students are, as well as the professional status of the parents.”

She held my student ID up to the camera and said, "Her name is Silvia Felton, and she's a sophomore at Avant Design Academy. How can you claim to be Claude Stark's sister when you don't even have the same last name?" I panicked because she was exposing my personal information online by blatantly showing the internet my student ID. I tried to grab it back, but two women held me down. Julia became enraged, feeling that I had tricked her. She slapped me hard twice. I felt the world around me spin as the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. "You vixen! How dare you trick me? I'll tear you apart!" Julia cried out in a shrill voice. As I was pinned down, I couldn't avoid her furious physical b

Julia forced her way out through their midst, ignoring their gasps and confused whispers. The crowd watched in silence as she walked confidently toward the stage. Mr. Asher met her halfway, smiling warmly as he stretched out his hand. “It’s unbelievable!” he said, shaking her hand firmly. “Unexpectedly, Merlin High School produced the top student of the nation. Congratulations, Julia.” Julia smiled, excitement and pride flashing in her eyes. “Thank you, Mr. Asher,” she said softly.

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.