Julian Wonder Novels & Stories

Julian stepped closer and wrapped his arms around me, giving me the strength to go on. "I travelled far to the north, to the one pack Travis would never think to search — Apex Obsidian. Alpha Colin had the mercy to take me in. I started out scrubbing floors at the hospital and taught myself to heal, to make medicine without a wolf's healing power. In time, I became a healer. And then I met Julian." Saying his name warmed my chest made me feel safer, lighter. I turned to Julian and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Honestly, he was the best thing that ever happened to me." Jordan watched me without blinking. "Aurelia... Zlata... I—"

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the afterimage of the lightning the way the sky had cracked open to swallow the mountain. ​Julian was on the sofa, buried under a mountain of heavy wool blankets. He looked smaller than I’d ever seen him. The sharp, predatory edge of his jaw was hidden by a week’s growth of dark stubble, and his hands—the hands that had built and destroyed empires—were wrapped in thick white gauze.

His brow furrowed, a shadow of an old pain crossing his face. "Sometimes..." Julian whispered, looking back at the water. "Sometimes I have these dreams. About a place where the stars were made of glass. And there was a girl... she was leading us through a storm." He turned back to her, the light in his eyes fading into the "Sure Life" brown. "But they’re just dreams, right? My dad says it’s just an overactive imagination." The Alpha’s Choice

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Julian’s attention snapped back to the present,and he shook his head in disbelief. How much lower could he get? Being tagged a “manwhore” was already a massive blow to his reputation and now he was having dreams of marriage? He was only 28, for God’s sake,and he was nowhere near ready to settle down! But thanks to the voice, he was finally able to focus on the woman who had spoken to him,and for the second time, in a span of a few minutes, he felt his eyes widen in disbelief.

Fine I said let's go for a run ,but we can't be too long about it though, Just before i could put down the paperwork I had held in my hands and head out for the woods , Juliana my beta and best friend badged into my office looking super excited, jumping all around and couldn't stop giggling . I wonder what has her feeling this happy today even with all the problems on our plate, this looks like good news ,I wonder what it could be , the suspense was already getting to me . What's wrong Julie what is with you and jumping all around feeling super happy and so excited? ,I asked

"I will explain everything in much more detail once we are home. Once I know that you are safe. Don't worry about it for now." "I keep getting blind sided by new information every day. Worry is all I know." I muttered and kissed his shoulder. "Focus on this fact then. Calvin is completely right when he says you are beautiful. I will have two amazing Queens by my side for the rest of my life. Aren't I lucky?" Julian whispered and kissed both of our temples. It was an intoxicating feeling being in his arms like this. But we still knew so little about him, about his family. Hopefully today brought some clarity along with the death and despair within his heart. Julian caught my eyes again and fr

Julian licked his lips as of he couldn't wait for what was in store for him. I gradually lowered myself with a simple statement, "There's more than one way to taste me, Julian. Maybe my blood isn't the only thing you crave." His growl reverbed through the room and with lightning speed, his mouth met my wet and aching center. I bit back the moan that crawled up my throat as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Julian's tongue was soft but not necessarily warm. It had more of a neutral feel to it but that didn't take away any of the pleasure I felt. His tongue glided over and through my damp folds, eliciting shivers through my entire body. Sparks danced over the sensitive bud between my legs

Unexpected Truth Bryson POV I return to our booth balancing two plates of pancakes and bacon. Julian is still staring across the diner with an expression I've never seen before, pure excitement mixed with nervousness. "You look like you're about to pass out," I say, setting the food down. "That's Elijah Ward," Julian says again, like he still can't believe it. "I know. You already told me." I slide into the booth across from him. "Captain of your favorite team, right?"

Thunderheads bruise the sky beyond the treeline—just heat lightning now, but the pressure feels like a held breath. And somewhere inside this house is Julian. She hasn’t seen him in person since the holidays, just a few photos her mom had posted on F******k before disappearing to Europe for the summer. Grace had zoomed in on them more times than she’d admit. Julian with his button-down sleeves rolled, scotch in hand, that unreadable half-smile curving his mouth. A little more gray at the temples, maybe, but still the same lean body, the same shoulders that seem too broad to belong to a man who prefers books to sports.

“And I don’t play games, Lucian. You should know that by now.” “I do,” he said, his voice hoarse. “That’s what scares me.” The kettle began to whistle, sharp and loud. Neither moved to turn it off. The next day, as they gathered around the lab screens, Julian strolled in again, balancing a plate of waffles and whistling. “Izzy,” he grinned, “still breaking reality with code?” She gave him a look. “Still breaking hearts with nonsense?” Julian winked. “It’s a gift.”