Julie And The Phantoms Juke Fanfic Novels & Stories

“It’s not your fault, it was all him. But it’s alright; it was partly my fault, too. I shouldn’t have gotten that close up without permission. I’ve already given my statement to the team and it’s all being sorted out.” He took her hand. “Nothing will happen to your project, I must make sure it goes smoothly.” Julie sat down on the edge of the bed and examined his wounds. Marcus was entranced. He’d been following Dr. Jules for so long, and having her close to him, checking up on him was like a dream come true. He’d happily be sick for the rest of his life if it meant that Julie would be the one to take care of him. The scent of her perfume hit him softly in the nose and he leaned in to take a

Butler Jin had emphasized this. It was Danice’s turn to freeze. B-beautiful? Suddenly, her ears burned. “Oh. Thanks.” She tried to brush it off, attempting to act cool, when in fact her heart was thumping crazily. Was Renee a hidden Casanova? He was getting really good at flirting. Julian held the crown, his gaze fixed on Danice as he watched her closely. He soon noticed her eyes drifting away and her ears turning slightly red. With the silence stretching between them, the atmosphere suddenly grew awkward—tinged with something else.

Chapter 7 Tank Julia and I had been seeing each other for a few weeks now. It was easy, fun. She would call me up on her way home from work and ask me to meet her at her place. I’d fuck her, giving her the release she desperately craved, and then I would go back home. There were no sleepovers, no cuddling, nothing. It was brilliant.

Ace's eyes squinted slightly. "Thanks?" Juliette smothered a smile in her hand, enjoying how her friend was not afraid to flirt shameessly with her supposed 'cousin'. "You look like a bad boy...I like bad boys," Jazz commented, her lips close to Ace's ear, her hands clutching his bicep. He still looked at Juliette, almost like he was begging for help. "That's fascinting..." Ace said softly. "And your eyes, they are so dark and smoldering-"

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”.

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."

She wasn’t talking to me. “Dad, get him out of this room,” Marceline said, opening her eyes and looking at her father. “You don’t mean that, Marceline! Why should I leave? He should be the one to go!” Philip yelled, his voice piercing my ears. “Dad…” Marceline called softly, taking a deep breath. Her eyes trembled, and she winced in pain. “Philip…” Mr. Valemont began with a tired sigh, but Philip cut him off.

Her pace slowed considerably and I figured she had come to terms with reality and she had made a decision. “I have decided to become your lover,” She said. It was almost a whisper and I nearly missed it. “You’re going to have to be a lot more audible. What did you say?” I demanded. “I’m going to become your lover, Mr. Daemon.” Julienne eventually spoke up. I smirked as I pushed myself off the bar stool, quickly downing the contents in the glass cup. “I’ve got to admit, it took you longer than I had expected or was I reading things all wrong earlier?” I asked as I sauntered towards her.

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."

My knees start to tremble. It’s a shock to realise that I can’t keep up with her tempo. She’s hungrier than we thought. My balls start to tingle, so I try to pull out so I wouldn’t come in her mouth, but she doesn’t let me go. She wraps her arms around my hips and takes me deeper. I groan, her name falling from my lips as I cum viscerally and hungrily. “Julia, Julia, oh, baby, fuck, baby, you’re such a good girl.”