Julian Wonder Novels & Stories

He just stared at me watching me fall apart as if it were a movie. "You say you will do anything?" Julian asked after a silence. "Yes " I nodded quickly, wiping the tears from my face with my sleeve. "Anything. I swear." Julian reached down to the floor picked up his black backpack and unzipped it slowly making every movement stretch out to torture me. He reached inside. Pulled out a massive thick stack of white papers bound together by a heavy black clip. He slammed it down on the table in front of me with a thud.

TYBERIAS' POV (tie-beer-ius) "What have you got?" "Juliana Hernandez: 22 years old, has a 2year old sister, works at Café Rouge, both parents are still alive however her father is unemployed and her mother hasn't visited them in a couple years." "Okay. You can go now." I said to Adams before he scurried off out of my office. I punched the bridge of my nose as I sighed deeply. Ever since I saw Juliana last night, I haven't been able to get her out of my head since and I fùcking hated it.

It's time for Anderson Group to expand abroad. Julian was surprised. "Thank you, sir! I promise it'll be done!" He had been in hell the night before, yet now he was in heaven! Life was indeed full of surprises!

“That’s it. Breathe with me, baby. In… slow… out. Good girl.” Julian threw one heavy arm across my waist, hand splayed over my stomach like he could shield the whole damn world from touching me. His breath tickled my ear. “You feel that? My wolf is right under my skin, ready to rip apart anything that scares you. Even the thunder if it keeps this shit up.” I huffed a tiny laugh against Marcus’s chest. “You can’t fight the weather, Julian.” “Watch me try,” he muttered. His fingers slipped under the hem of my shirt and traced small circles on my bare skin. Not pushing for more. Just letting me know he was there. The heat of his palm chased away some of the cold panic still clinging to me.

They didn’t know about the dark room, the leather wall, or how my body had betrayed me for a man who despised my existence. I could still feel the weight of Nico’s hand on my skin. I adjusted the strap of my backpack, trying to shrink inside my coat. I just needed to get to Biology. Just one hour of looking at cells under a microscope, at least cells didn’t gossip. "Elena!" The voice came from behind me. I turned around. Julian was jogging across the wet grass of the quad. He looked effortlessly perfect, even at 8:00 AM. He wore a camel coat over a white shirt, and his golden hair caught the weak morning light.