Julie And The Phantoms Ao3 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Because in my world, the things you love most will be used as a knife. I turned off the monitor. I had to get some work done. But that was hard. She was sleeping down the hall. ~ Dahlia POV Two days passed. I felt as if I was a ghost haunting Julian's apartment. Julian was rarely present. He left early in the morning, came back late, and if he was home, he remained in his study. I toured the penthouse. There was a library, a gym, and a home theater. It was everything, but something was missing.

The Swiss Alps were silent, but my mind was a riot of static and headlines. We were safe in the Bliss Foundation’s high-altitude villa, but the "Gold" scar on my arm was itching—a phantom vibration that told me the world wasn’t done with Elara Favour just yet. "You’re doing it again," Julian said. He was standing in the doorway of the study, silhouetted against the moonlight. He had a glass of water in one hand and a tablet in the other. "You’re writing the lead in your head before the event even happens."

After seeing Katarina fall to the floor, Julie turned her gaze to the vampires. The vampires showed frightened expressions as soon as they saw Julie's appearance with fiery yellow eyes. All of them had never seen such power. The fiery yellow eyes of wolves, the pale skin of vampires and the blue aura of witches. "Immobilise him!" commanded Mikael in a strong voice. Before the vampires moved forward, in a split second Julie used her hair to bind the vampires that were about to attack her. She sucked the vampires' energy until they went limp and fell to the floor helpless. Afterwards she looked at Mikael with hatred.

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It was shocking, how the demon could make an illusion. On their usual table was Julie, shivering, eyes filled and Art sitting close to her, patting her head, wiping her tears. They looked cozy, they did. Cozy and intimate and that burnt her heart. It was jealousy. Aurora had always thought she was beyond such small thoughts and feelings, but it was. Jealousy. And anger. So he was tending to Julienne, while she fought with the monster? He was here, cheering a weeping girl, being a knight in the shining armor, when she almost died out there?

Julie could even stare at him longer now without flinching. She shut her eyes and then blinked quickly, as if she was trying to wake herself up from having a hallucination, but when she looked at him again, her shoulders dropped, disappointed that she wasn't hallucinating at all. Julie couldn't help but feel this uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. This was not supposed to happen. She was not supposed to be admiring any Alien's beauty. She was supposed to despise them all. "Good morning, Your… I mean… A-alex," Julie struggled to respond calmly.

"The bad influence. The girl who thinks she can play with the big dogs and not get bitten." ​"Julian, stop this!" Vivienne screamed, stepping in front of Chloe. "This is between us! Leave her out of it!" ​Julian finally looked at Vivienne, a slow, cruel smile spreading across his face. "It is between us, Vivienne. And I’ve realized that as long as this parasite is whispering in your ear, you’ll never be the wife I need. You’ll always be looking for a way out. So, I’m closing the door."

The forest seemed to hold its breath, the ancient trees leaning in as if eager to witness the confrontation. Alicia’s pulse throbbed in her temples, her wolf instincts urging her to bare her teeth and attack. But she held back, her anger simmering beneath the surface. Julie’s eyes were wide, her pupils dilated. She was a delicate creature, all silver hair and moon-kissed skin, but Alicia knew better; she knew that behind that beauty was evil. Julie was a survivor, a cunning wolf who had navigated the treacherous politics of their pack with finesse. She had always known Julie would betray, but she had tried so hard to convince herself that would change her. But she was wrong. And now, here th

I just sat there, staring at her, watching the way the silk complimented her skin. She pretended to read, but I knew her mind was somewhere else. Maybe thinking of that woman from the book who had lost control, or maybe wondering if she’d end up like her. And me…I sat there wondering how someone so strong could still look so fragile when she was silent. I reached out one last time, brushing my fingers against her hair. “Jules,” I said quietly. “I don’t care how strong or dangerous your power is. You’re mine. And nothing’s going to change that.” She didn’t look up, but her hand moved slowly, resting on mine for a second before pulling away.

Frankly, I don't care. Julie's voice trembles as she clings to a last shred of hope. "You can't keep me here forever. Someone will find out. They will come for me." Her feeble attempt at defiance only fuels my sadistic pleasure. The audacity of her belief in rescue amuses me greatly. I let out a sinister chuckle, relishing in her naivety. "Oh, Julie, my dear, you underestimate the darkness that resides within me. No one will find you, for I am the master of this realm." I intake her left boob into my mouth. I end up biting it and kneading her right one.