Julian Novels & Stories

If Saint was here, Harper wouldn't seem like a dwarf standing next to him. "Are you by any chance Harper, the Sun alpha's daughter?" Harper's attention whipped up to land on a man standing above her. His smile was sweet, but Harper frowned because she knew who this man was. There was a Moon pack emblem on his suit, and he even smelled like he came from the other pack. "Yes," Harper said warily. "Are you one of the Moon alpha's sons?" "Yes indeed," his smile grew wider to showcase his buckteeth. "My name is Julian. I'm the youngest one of my siblings. It's a pleasure to meet you, Harper. You look lovely tonight."

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

Isabelle asked. “Can I get back to you on that one?” Belinda asked, dimly hoping that this psychotic bitch from hell might have a sense of humour. She did. She laughed at Belinda’s joke as she slashed the knife at the computer programmer’s stomach. 2. Tuesday 27th April 2010 02:20

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p

She stopped for a moment and gave a quick look around her friends. She saw that Mike’s face was red from anger, even Matthew wasn’t happy about this unexpected meeting. Julian was Mike's and Natalie’s cousin. He was a well-known model and aspiring actor. “This is Julian Carter in the flesh! As you can see all! And here are my friends, Lisa and Robert, the rest you know.” “Nice to meet you!” He said smiling while showing his unusually white teeth. “Let’s go and eat something.” Mike suggested as he was so furious that he couldn't quite control his emotions.

I press on the type message and begin to type once done I press send on the reply. I'm fine Julian thanks for checking up on me, just needed some time off. I hope you're okay as well. I'll be back to work soon. P.s you do not sound desperate to me and yes we can still be friends. Julian> {9:45 am 19th January}

"I need a list. I need the names of every councilor who knew about the restart sequence. Every one of them." "Julian, what are you going to do?" Bernard asked, his voice full of fear. Julian reached into his jacket, pulling out the hilt of his sword, which had been snapped during the collapse. He tossed the broken blade into the darkness of the crater, listening for the sound of it hitting the stone far below. "I'm going to finish what Kael started," Julian said, his eyes glowing with a cold, dangerous resolve that mirrored the obsidian of the statue below. "I’m going to tear the foundation out of

“You’ve been involved in every single phase of the project and know the mechanics inside out. I want you to represent our team on stage for the main presentation.” “Alright,” I replied, forcing a crisp nod. “Victoria, you have no idea how excited I am to go back,” Julian shared as we packed our gear. “I wonder if my daughter has missed me.” “You have a daughter?” I asked, genuinely surprised. “Yeah! She’s seven now, just about to start the first grade. Look, she’s absolutely adorable.” Julian pulled out his phone to show me his daughter’s photos—from when she was a few months old, to one, to two. Every single image carefully rec

The anxiety in his tone causing my heart to skip a beat. Camille touches my shoulder as I push my bar stool across the floor and offer it to her. Climbing onto it, she continues for me as I move off to pour her a glass of wine. "Julian is Superman. He's a dweeby hedge fund manager during the day— no offense, babe — and a daredevil firefighter at night. Neither his day job, nor his dad's aspirations, gives him much time for the things that Julian truly enjoys." I place Camille's wine glass in front of her on the counter and she swirls it and sniffs it like she's been taught. "Mmm, I do love a good Malbec."

Julian’s arm moved before I even registered the movement. A flash of silver in the air one second and the next the knife skidded toward me on the ground. For half a second, I paused. Hesitant to move to end this fight. Julian towered over me, his hair wild, his shirt ripped open and a heavy smile on his face. Disheveled would be a nice way to describe his appearance. He had an intense look in his eyes. It was loyalty. He was prepared to die for this and it motivated me to move.