Julian Novels & Stories

Tim shrugged his shoulders. Juliana took off from her work. She was going to visit her real mother's grave, as it was her death anniversary. She went to the graveyard with a bouquet of red roses in her hands. To her surprise, as she reached her mother's grave, there was a man standing there. She and her father always went separated to her mother's grave. She wondered who he was. She was only seeing his back. She walked towards him and put her hand on his shoulder. The guy turned his head, there was this hope in Juliana's heart that it could be Adrian but her facial expression changed when she saw Alberto there in front of her mo

“Adrian is both a werewolf, and a lycan.” Shock and disbelief flitted across Julius’ face before a frown darkened his features. “He sought me out, he wanted to make me his chosen mate…” My voice trailed off as horrific memories tried to force themselves to the forefront of my mind. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing them away as I tried to keep my breath even, which became rather difficult to do as a growl rumbled from within Julius’ chest. It was clear by the way the muscles in his jaw flexed that he was trying with maximum effort to subdue his reaction.

Chazz stared at Julian with I-already-told-you-who-this-is face. Julian was seated on one of the couches when we entered. "My apologies Ms. Nina Perez. Not very social when I'm ready. My name is Julian Cesario, Alpha of the Madrid pack. Welcome to my home. Scarlett is upstairs getting ready to come down and meet you." I stare at him dumbfound at the way he talked. He was cool, calm and collective. "I'm not upset. I just want to see my best friend" I told him truthfully.

He had blonde hair with ocean blue eyes that displayed mischief. He cleared his throat. "Princess Annalisa, we all are glad to have someone as special as you in our family. It is our honor and we highly take delight in it," he said, "I am Edelman Kuiper, but you can call me Julian. I'm Alexander's eldest and favorite cousin. I'm also the beta to his Alpha. I am also a poet with books sold far beyond the walls of our kingdom. . ." I allowed Julian to keep talking. I didn't let him know I already knew all about him. I just found it interesting to see him gush about himself.

she said, placing the things in her hands on the couch before proceeding to answer the door. Julian was also surprised when he saw her. “Rory…” Aurora offered a small smile. “Julian, come on in,” she said, stepping aside to let him enter. Julian brought a basket of fruit and some boxes of food, she guessed. Unlike Grayson, Julian always had a cool and soft demeanor. He came from a very wealthy family, but he always preferred simplicity. No sharp suits or cold eyes. Just a plain white T-shirt and jeans. His hair was a little messy—carefree. But he still looked dashin

"That's all we are. I am not your dead lover. I am not whoever you're trying to find in every face you see. I am not him." "I know…" "Do you?" Julian stepped closer, anger flashing in his eyes. "Do you know? Because you keep looking at me like I'm someone I'm not. You keep touching me like I belong to you and I don't. I never will." The words hit like knives. "I have a life," Julian continued, voice getting louder. "A father. A future. I am Kohler's heir and I was raised by him all my life. I am not some replacement for a man who died two years ago." His voice cracked on the word died.

Justin clicked his tongue. Oh sh*t, I have to stop him. I grabbed his shoulder while making him look at me. Justin has no idea what's going on here! He just watched Julian shouting at me and pointing his gun at me. Julian scoffed but pressed his forehead with his thumb—oh my goodness, he looked so hot. His green, piercing eyes are fucking sexy. "I have a gun licence, and I am a businessman." "My name is Julian Knight!" He pulled out his business card while keeping it in Justin's hand.

I had to find a way to make him understand I wasn't there to deceive or hurt him, but maybe that was impossible. "Well, I'm going to talk even if you won't because I think it will help untie the constant knot in my stomach," I began. "Again, my name is Juliana, and I'm eighteen years old." He didn't budge or seem moved by what I said. "I come from the Gold Valley Pack. My father is Alpha Anderson."