Julie And The Phantoms Fanfic 소설 & 이야기

Grant let me know. I nodded my agreement. With a crazy wolf-demon at large it was always good to play safe and take reinforcements. After we finished eating, I helped Juls to do the dishes while Grant and Stella coloured and Liam went for a nap. I wasn’t the only super tired person in this house. Julia nudged me, coming so close that no one could hear us. “So, is he your second chance mate? I felt the chemistry there, the magic flowing between the both of you.”

"It’s really okay." Julie huffed, wiping the corner of her eyes before straightening her shoulders. "You’re shivering. I’ll go get you some coffee. Be right back." Then, her expression darkened. "And just in case that scumbag shows his disgusting face again, aim for his balls." I couldn't help but laugh at that, and she winked before storming off. As soon as she was gone, Damien spoke, his voice smooth and deep. "She sure talks a lot."

“I think they’re having an affair.” "What makes you think that?" "I saw them kissing once. I tried to forget about it but... just look at them now." Julie said, her gaze fixed on Damon and Raven. "I just... I can't watch this go on for much longer." Without another word, she got up and, while Emily caught her chair before it fell, started walking towards their table. Emily followed quickly, looking slightly alarmed by Julie's furious look. Julie was always so even-tempered, Emily had never really seen her angry. Not like this.

A filthy one. Zane finally stopped talking. He looked at us, a puzzled smile on his face. “What’d I miss?” “Nothing, babe,” Julia said, her voice a little too bright. She turned to him, but not before her eyes flicked back to me. Just for a second. That's all it took. The heat was still there. The promise of something forbidden. _-_-_--_-_-_-_-_

If you stay with her, sooner or later you'll catch something! The room fell into dead silence. To prove she wasn't lying, Julia pulled out her phone and displayed a photo—me, tightly held by a heavily made-up woman. Then she went around showing it to the guests. "Look! This is that trashy woman! She tricked Jeff—took advantage of his body and his feelings," Julia said, her face full of bitter disappointment. "We've tried to talk sense into him countless times, but he just wouldn't listen! We thought when he ran away again, he'd eloped with that delinquent! Turns out he just found rich parents and doesn't want us anymore…"

“Show me that pink little slit. Yeah... just like that. Let me see it open for me.” Riri’s breath hitched, but she obeyed. Julie groaned. “Yes. That’s what I want. That’s what I need.” She leaned in close, breath hot against bare skin. “I want to drown in you.” Her lips kissed Riri’s thigh again, trailing closer, warmer. “I want your taste on my tongue... your scent in my lungs... your cum dripping from my chin.” Julie paused, just above her clit, eyes meeting Riri’s again. “You ready, baby?”

As Kayden and Damon engaged in battle, I fought my way through the soldiers blocking my path, trying to reach Mia. I felt dizzy, and my attacks were weakening. On my knees, I looked up and saw a witch from the Night Angel pack throwing magic at me. I dodged by rolling over just as she aimed to strike my belly and kill my child. Close combat was not my strong suit. Suddenly, a brown lycan wolf shifted back, revealing Julie in her human form, naked and glaring at the witch. “Pick a fight with me, bitch,” Julie hissed as she blocked the attack. She fought fiercely, drawing blood from the witch. Julie had learned combat quickly over the past few months. While she engaged the witch, I used magic

I told him before I hung up. What would she be doing with one of the Browns? How did she get there? I restrained myself from going and snooping around. If I was caught, it would be hell for our family. You didn’t mess with the Browns. I may be royalty, but I wasn’t stupid enough to anger them. I’ve heard the stories of what their sadistic children have done to people who upset them. Julia’s POV I felt like I was swimming in a sea of blood and pleasure. All I knew was that pleasure was given to me by Jasper, and I craved more. I forgot all sense and reason as long as he kept feeding me his blood and cock.

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."

A dark, wicked smirk stretched across his handsome face. Without a single word of warning, his rough finger pressed down hard, right against my swollen clit. “Ah…” I let out a sharp, choked gasp, my back instantly arching off the sheet. Before I could even process the sudden wave of intense heat, Dom added a second finger. He slid them deep inside my tight, soaking wet center, pumping his hand with a heavy, deliberate rhythm. "Ohhh… Dom…" a loud, desperate moan slipped right past my teeth. "Diane!" Julian called out again, knocking louder on the wood. "Open up. We need to discuss the council before the morning meetings please."