Julian Wonder Novels & Stories

The little girl was holding a small piece of the iron type-set stone we had brought from the island—a lowercase letter w that was still sticky with the black brine of the basin. "My core is just the schoolhouse, Sara," Julian said, his voice trembling as he looked out at the vast, empty white horizon. "It’s the memory of the winter before the Assignment took my brother. If they take that to build Volume Ten, what am I supposed to use to remember him?"

His footsteps are too fast , too quiet, predator-quiet . I stand frozen in the middle of the living room , clutching Leo so tightly he whimpers . Julian comes back , face carved from stone, gun in his hand . I didn’t even know he carried one . “Clear,” he says , voice flat. “But we’re not staying .” Leo’s arms tighten . “I don’t wanna go. I want my bed .” Julian kneels in front of us, gun lowered, eyes on Leo. “Hey, buddy.” His voice cracks, but he forces it steady . “We’re going on an adventure, okay ? Like dinosaurs hiding from the meteor . We gotta be super quiet and super fast.”

At some point I curled into the couch, my hoodie half over my head, and probably passed out because the next thing I heard was— “WAKE UP, WIFE OF DEATH.” Something heavy dropped on my stomach and I gasped, jerking upright so fast my neck cracked and my hoodie flew off my face. “Jules?” I croaked, blinking at the sunlight stabbing my eyes. Julian stood there in my living room like he’d been summoned from another universe, arms full of bags, literal bags, like he’d robbed a shopping mall, his curls were wild, his hoodie half unzipped, and this manic sparkle in his eyes that was honestly too much for... What time was it?

We travelled the way Silas had taught me people disappear, in cash and silence and second-hand things, and the country opened up around us, and for hours at a time the war fell away and it was simply the two of us, moving through ordinary places where nobody knew our names. Somewhere in the middle of the second day, Julian looked out at the passing fields and laughed, low and surprised. "What," I asked. "This is the first journey of my life that no one arranged," he said. "No staff, no schedule, no one who knows where I am. I am thirty-one years old and I have never once been unfindable." He looked at me. "It is terrifying. I think I love it." We reached the coordinates Celeste's board had e

I thought you were dead! Julian's fingers tremble over the screen. Julian: I'm alive. But I don't have much time. I need your help. Hope you didn't get in trouble over the werehouse business? Marcus: No, surpringly they kept it quiet. What's up? Julian glances up at the giant wardrobe full of clothes Enzo bought him yesterday. Looks at the huge room, thinks of how comfortable he's been this entire time. Maybe he should just forget it...?

He only wanted his queen back, and he was ready to fight the entire world to make it happen. Julian’s eyes flashed with a dangerous determination as he thought about the picture of Shawn Sterling on his feed. He wouldn't just sit down quietly in his luxury room and let those wolves take her away from him. He wouldn't let some rich European guy swoop in and claim what belonged to him just because of a stupid media misunderstanding.

"You know, I've known Isabella since she was twenty-two. Watched Sebastian propose to her, actually, badly, at a fundraiser neither of them will admit was a disaster. I like to think I know her fairly well." "That must be nice for you." It's a strange thing, though, Julian turned his wine glass slowly by the stem, not quite looking at her now, giving her the particular courtesy of not watching her reaction too closely while he said it. "The way you hold your fork. The way you laugh — you did it twice today, both times before you caught yourself, both times like the sound surprised you. Isabella laughs like she's already decided how the laugh is going to look in a photograph. You laugh like n

“That’s not all. Someone—close to the family—fed him lies. Made him believe you’d moved on with me almost immediately. That the letters you sent through me were… intercepted or twisted. Victor implied you’d betrayed him, using our friendship as proof. He wanted Dare focused, unburdened by some ‘maid’s daughter’ who didn’t fit the legacy. I tried to counter it, Isla. I swear I did. But Victor’s reach is absolute.” The revelation hit like a fresh wound. Partial truths, maybe, but they explained the venom in Dare’s eyes—the way he looked at me like I’d driven the knife myself. My chest tightened. “Why are you telling me this now?” “Because I love you,” Julian said simply, his dark eyes intense.

velliam:- I told him to make distance from noble (suddenly juliana show up) juliana:- what are you doing velliam velliam:- I am just watch over my brother he was studying with your friend jammy juliana:- I am glad she open up with other people velliam:- what is your mean juliana:- she was my childhood friend and one day her father king and queen doing forbitten ritual. but the ritual failed and some how only juliana survived but when she look at dead face of her parents she lost mind. ever since she have nightmare about her parents dead. but she living with my family. she is introvert only talk to me. it's feel like old jammy is gone now. before tragedy she was kind and brave velliam:- that

she said cheerfully to the woman. Juliana is one being in the universe that never loves herself, she hates herself for being too beautiful and always stands out in the public. She has always tried cutting her hair but each time she cuts it, it will grow longer than it was before. She wanted to look like other children even if she needed to be ugly, her beauty is not helping her as people despise her so much and girls don't feel relaxed around her and men only want to get to her pants. Her mysterious powers fear her to the bone as she doesn't know how to control them and why the moon goddess makes her life a living hell by giving her those gifts. She was termed a curse and she knows if she by