Julie And The Phantoms Ao3 Novels & Stories

Chapter Fifty One: The Phantom’s Return Julian’s blood ran cold. His face went pale, his hands trembling uncontrollably. “You’re supposed to be dead,” he whispered, the words barely escaping his lips. “How… how did you survive the fall?” “That’s a story for another time, my love,” Leo purred, a charming yet sinister smile playing on his lips. He began to circle Julian, a predator admiring his trapped prey. “It’s been months. You haven’t missed me at all, have you, Julian?” He leaned in close, his fingers brushing through Julian’s hair before gripping his face.

Jean's pov The room was cold, but not cold enough to numb me. I wished it were. Agora moved above me like he always does. Mechanical, merciless, driven by the single goal that consumes him. His hands gripped my hips too hard, his teeth scraped my shoulder where he marked me months ago, sealing my fate. I don’t close my eyes anymore. I stared at the ceiling until I stared at nothing in particular. My body had stopped being mine long ago.

I glared at him but Julian kept his eyes on Julie, his smirk getting bigger as the raw, dangerous jealousy blazing in my face. It was finally late afternoon and I had had enough. Considering Julian's intent to charm Julie out into the lonely trails, to woo her for me alone, was enough to bring blood to my boil. As soon as Julie went into the sunroom to retrieve her sun shades, I followed her and softly closed the door. "Julie, wait”, I said, my chest rising and falling slightly. Julie looked around her, and now she was smiling happily. "Hey! Are you sure you don't want to come with us? Julian said he would find an ATV that he could give me a chance to test drive”.

Scarlett’s POV Julie’s eyes burned with anger. Her lips curled as she lunged at me, her claws sharp and aimed straight for my throat. “I’ll teach you a lesson...” She roared with fury, but didn’t get to finish her words as a strong hand suddenly caught her wrist mid-air. Her claws stopped just inches away from my skin. “Lay your filthy finger on her…” A deep, cold voice rang out. “And you lose your head.” The air turned deadly silent, making Julie freeze.

She lifts her hand, touches the blood, and rubs it between her fingers. Her brows pull together. “This isn’t wolf blood,” she says slowly. I stiffen, staring at her. A chill runs through me. My mind flashes back to the club, to the mysterious man, to the strange voice that calls my name when I first see him. My heart starts to pound harder. Julia looks up, her eyes sharp and serious now. “There are binding marks here,” she says. “Shapeshifting forced by spellcraft.” My heart stutters in my chest. Forced. Spellcraft. The words feel too big. She pauses, her gaze flicking between me and Lucien, like she’s weighing her next words carefully—like if she says too much, I might bolt for the door.

Technically they had never run away since there was no commander to run away from. Julie is a surprising being. Turned by a Rogue at the age of twelve, she is forever trapped in a prepubescent body. Though she appears to be no more than a child, Julie's tough, and everyone—even Vampires—lower their guard around her. Because of this and her skill as a Vampire, Julie won the position as my First Lieutenant. Thoughts of Paul still pain me after all of these months. I know he wants to be at my side to protect me, yet he couldn't do it as a man and could never be a Vampire. I hope that at some point in time he will find his way back to me.

Unknown to Blake, Julie had gained the power of sexuality, playfulness, and wishes from the Deity Maia, and at this moment, neither was in control. “Oh God, yes, I need you,” Julie exclaimed when they broke apart. Grabbing the belt that held Blake’s pants up and undoing it quickly, Julie went down when Blake’s male member was exposed. “Gasp. Why didn’t you say you were this big.” Although a little hesitant, she still attempted. Sucking and slushing sounds were the only sound from Julie as she tried to please Blake. Her experience all came back to her as she expertly handled Blake. “Oh, uhm.” That was all Blake could say.

Julie was just involved by accident since she was betrayed her husband and slept with someone else. “No, I’m really scared, please give me your phone. You can have me do anything you want, as long as you asked me for it.” Julie Wept. she was terrified out of her wits. She could already imagine how miserable her fate would be. The Donquite family would torture her to death. “Anything I ask of you? that’s interesting! but how about you Doflamingo Donquite” Joshua snorted and shrugged. Doflamingo stared at Joshua in horror and gawked “What do you want to do?”

"I've let everything slide up until now, but not anymore. You will both leave my house tonight." "You bitch!" Julie yelled. Her body trembled with rage. Uncontained. She walked forward, eyes burning through me. "Have you forgotten I have the power to ruin your life?" She snapped, waving her phone. "That forsaken atrocity of you shifting into a monster." A wicked smile played on her lips. "Do you think I can't fucking upload it right now?" "Do it!" My voice was ice. Her face knitted. I smiled, taking a step closer to her.

ZOE’S POV “Fuck I love your ass,” Julian’s palm cracked against my ass cheek, a harsh sting that sent heat straight between my legs. I could already picture how red my ass was going to be after this. The marks—red, blooming, tender. His hand comes down again on the other cheek. I moaned loudly as I push back into his touch without thinking, legs parting, offering him more. “Touch me, Julian,” I breathed. He didn’t hesitate. His fingers swept between my thighs, finding my clit like he’d been craving it. He strokes it carefully. The pressure was perfect—too perfect—and a gasp tore out of me as my hips jerked forward.