Julian Novels & Stories

What are you doing? Geni: Laundry. Want some company? Me: I know what you're trying to do. I'm fine. Geni: You're not fine. You've been moping around all week. He's an asshole. You need some fun. Me: Yes he's an asshole. But fun on my day off means Jamie Fraser in a kilt. Geni: Really. Which episode are you on? When I don't answer her fast enough, because I don't honestly know, she texts again.

"Catalina, we need to get back, you know you need to rest." "Julien, it's the first time in four years I've had whiskey. Why are you making me feel like you don't want me to have myself act like a brat in front of you." Julien was quite for a while. He got up and sipped his drink and kissed her forehead. "You are not a brat anymore. You are my universe Catalina." The words were like a ball of fire in his throat but somehow it made him so slow to respond to her. Catalina sobbed and hugged him tightly.

FLASHBACK From childhood, everyone had thought that Dylan’s best friend, Charlotte, Benjamin’s daughter would be his mate since they did practically everything together, but the moon goddess had some other plans. Charlotte, whose birthday was a month earlier, found her mate two days after her birthday party when the entire pack had concluded that it was going to be him. To everyone’s surprise, it wasn’t Dylan but their pack’s youngest doctor that was mated to Charlotte. Benjamin wasn’t too happy about it but there was nothing anyone could do about it.

Ruben said, locking eyes with her. They left, and the apartment felt unnervingly quiet without Julian’s chatter. Lia tried to use the time productively catching up on laundry, reorganizing the kitchen drawers but her mind kept drifting back to them. At noon, her phone pinged with a photo from Ruben. Julian was mid-air on a trampoline, his grin so wide it practically split his face. Beneath it, Ruben had typed: He’s a natural. She smiled despite herself. Later That Afternoon

A month later - Selena sat on the couch in her room, the dim glow of her laptop screen casting eerie shadows on her face. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind, with Julian suddenly reappearing in her life, marrying her under mysterious circumstances, and now, saving her from Ryder’s assault. Her mind was a tangled web of emotions—gratitude, confusion, fear, and an inexplicable pull toward Julian that she couldn’t quite understand. He was an enigma, a man who seemed to harbor both hatred and protectiveness toward her in equal measure.

His face was red with anger and exertion. “Penelope, thank the goddess you’re safe,” he said, pulling me into a fierce hug. “Dad, what’s wrong?” Julian stepped closer to our family cluster, and Dad immediately went rigid. “Who is this?” “Julian’s been helping with the program,” I said carefully. “He’s a friend.” Dad studied Julian with the sharp eyes that had kept our pack safe for decades. “I don’t know you.” “I’m not from this territory,” Julian replied calmly. “I heard about Alpha Female Penelope’s work and wanted to support it.”

She pleads " Okay mum I'll be there , i've to get back to work na i'll see at dinner" "Love you" she hangs up. Adrian comes to see about a business proposal and while we took there's a knock on my door "Come in" I tell whoever is at the door and Eulalia walks in and immediately she sees Adrian her face becomes red. "Good day Mr Adrian" she greets him. " Adrian , i've told you to call me Adrian so many times Eulalia" Adrian responds. "How are you doing, I hope Constantine doesn't stress you ?" he asks her, she looks over

I wore an elegant evening gown, styled my hair, and dropped Alvin off with Julian. "Please don’t give him any more ice cream—he already had some today," I whispered to Julian, making sure Alvin didn’t hear, and Julian nodded. Julian was a pale-skinned man with burgundy-red hair. He was from London, with a thick accent. And yeah, he was a bit stiff. Even so, he was a reliable assistant to Orion and always dependable. "I’ll have him work on his homework," Julian said cheerfully. "And maybe play some Scrabble. Don’t worry."

“Stay away from him. He’s not good news.” Roman just laughed, leaning back in his chair. “You wound me, Cleo.” Julian finally looked up then, and that’s when I noticed it—one of his eyes wasn’t hazel at all. It was silver. Actual silver.

"If the current Julian Cole uses the surname of his late mother, then what was his surname seven years ago?" Louisa widened her eyes. “Julian Cole… actually he is…” Louisa mumbled uncomfortably. Then she sighed again, and looked at Henry. “Seven years ago Julian Cole's name was Julian Tomkins. He is the only son of Uncle George, along with his second wife, Lilith Cole."