Julian From The Book Wonder Novels & Stories

No way. Then Tyla and Sasha made their trip, followed by Beau and Teagan, who had a little too much fun throwing her petals straight up above her and Beau’s heads so they kept raining down on the two of them and causing him to scowl and snap at her to stop. Then everyone pushed to their feet in respect, the music changed, and the two ushers opened the back doors. Julianna stood in the entrance, holding on to her father’s arm in a glittering white dress that made her look like a Disney princess. Her gaze shifted to mine, and that’s when it all hit me full force in the chest.

"She isn't the girl she was. She has power now." Julian finally pulled out a bottle of water, twisting the cap off with a violent flick of his wrist. "I'm not worried about her being dangerous, Mom. I'm worried about the fact that even after five years, she's the only thing in this world that makes me feel like I'm still alive."

Then, after another few metres, without looking up at me, "He is nice, mama." My breath catches slightly. "You think so?" "Yes." "How do you know?" She considers. "Grey showed him the notebook." "Yes." "Grey does not show anyone the notebook." "I know." "So he is nice." She squeezes my hand. She keeps walking. I look ahead at Ace and Julian, who are now standing in front of a completely ordinary hedge that Ace is describing to Julian as the home of a family of invisible squirrels. Julian is crouching beside my son with his elbows on his knees, listening with his whole face, and there is something in the way he occupies the space beside a child that tells me more about him than any dinner con

That night, when everything already went silent, and her mom was tired of yelling at her to come out of her room, Julianne wondered if there was any hope left for her. She can’t return to school after what she did and running off like that. How will she be able to face everyone again? This time, she really wished she were invisible, or that things would return back to normal. She wished it was all a bad dream she hadn’t woken up from yet.

I expected it to be filled with resentment over the family bankruptcy or worries about the future. But I was wrong. Every page, every word, was about Julian. **[December 24, 2023]** "Today was the first time that kid Julian came home for Christmas Eve. He actually teared up looking at the table full of food, said he was an orphan and never felt the warmth of a family. I patted his shoulder and told him: 'Once you enter the Vance home, you're my own son.' Watching him and Elara unwrap gifts under the tree, I felt this life was worth it."

His voice dropped to a whisper. “Tell me I’m not just imagining you.” Kaelani’s voice was soft but assuring. “You’re not imagining me. I’m really here. I’m… dream-walking.” Julian didn’t hesitate. He surged forward, needing to feel her, to hold her—to know she was real. But just as his fingers were about to brush her skin— The world shifted. The lavender and sunrise vanished, replaced by the warm hum of soft lighting and the scent of baked sugar and espresso. Julian blinked, disoriented.

“I like the new school…but I miss Molly…and Uncle Roger too! Can we go visit him?” I remembered Julian vaguely mentioning his little crush Molly before. The same girl who shared her treats with him and the reason he got in trouble with me for spending all his money. I didn’t know he would miss going to his old school because of her. Julian had adjusted very well to the pack life and the pack was telling him, slowly but surely, about the existence of the supernatural world.

"You have me. And Auntie Liv. And so many people who love you." Julian frowned slightly, his hazel eyes blinking up at her. "But at school, everyone talks about their daddies." A lump formed in her throat. What could she say? That his father was one of the most powerful men in New York? That if he ever found out about Julian, he might take him away? She forced a smile. "You’re special, baby. And you have all the love you need." Julian seemed to accept that, his tiny body relaxing as his breathing evened out.

"I stayed! I locked the door!" "But you couldn't stay out of my private things," Aiden said. He stopped in front of Julian. "You saw my shrine. Do you think I'm a monster now?" Julian looked at the walls of photos. He looked at the jar of trash. He looked at Aiden. "Yes," Julian whispered. "Good," Aiden said. He grabbed Julian’s wrist. "Because monsters need to be fed." He pushed Julian down onto the table. The notebook and the jar rattled.

He looked up outside through the window before turning around and finally left. I looked at the window and saw that the moon was full. I heaved even though he didn’t exactly choke me to death. My neck still felt uncomfortable. And I'm still scared of him. — The packhouse was full when I went down. Everyone was here and it’s not just because it’s Caleb’s birthday. He’s going to be the Delta of their pack too. “Little Rin.” I turned around and saw that it was Julian. My mouth opened, almost calling his name. “Beta.” He gave me a knowing smile. “Why is everyone calling me little?” I asked with a pout. The realization made me a little bit upset. I’m five-two.