Juliet Burke Novels & Stories

Unable to accept her father’s infidelity, when Juliet was ten years old, she killed him and went to prison. Sherlyn was one of his courtesans who was smart to play the game on him and enjoy the Greenfield’s millions worth property. She entered Juliet’s life as a mother but for a curse. Sherlyn took over the Greenfield hospital that Juliet’s mom owned since she was in the prison and accepted custody of Juliet. However she had never seen Mollie and her the same. Sherlyn enjoyed the profits of the hospital and spent hardly anything on the upbringing and future of Juliet. While Mollie her daughter was doing her graduation in an ivy league university, Juliet struggled to earn a scholarship in NYU

Noelle arrogantly warned. Juliet's fists were clenched, poised at her sides. Noelle had pushed her to this point, yet persisted in demanding money at every turn. Regardless, Noelle was her adoptive mother. How could she be so heartless toward her? This was the first time she realized that perhaps some people's hearts were genuinely cold. Right at that moment, Juliet's eldest brother, Wilbur Weaver, stepped out from a nearby room. His gaze appeared timid as he softly asked, "Juliet, what's wrong? Why are your eyes red?"

Maeve looked into the distance, no doubt remembering times gone by. No wonder this town had it in for rogues, I thought. “And what about the current Luna? I haven’t seen her?” I queried, my own curiosity getting the better of me. “Oh, there’s no Luna. Alpha Julius is twenty-four and still hasn’t found his mate yet. Not that it seems he’s actively looking… ever since his Mum died all he does is make sure we are safe. Maybe a little too safe… you’re the first person he’s let in the pack since the attack.” If only I had of met Maeve a week ago, I would have understood this place a lot better.

I sighed, having enough of his weird behavior and how to scold him, making him leave the night alone with Liam. But before I can say anything, Jane steps in to stop Brandon, placing a comforting hand on Brandon’s shoulder as she eyes Jayce with some anger. “This argument will get us nowhere, so both of you calm down. Brandon Marline is all alone, she might be asking for us. And Jayce, you need to understand that this is not the first time that Rachel has been babysitting one of our children at night, and we trust her, but you are a complete stranger. So….,” Jane sighed. “Maybe you’re overstepping your boundaries by asking our permission to put your once in our palace and think,” Jane made up

I wasn’t sure if she would like me, but I was planning for her to go back to her studies. She no longer have to worry about work. She would be eating three times a day or maybe a little more. I would have to take good care of her diet to be able to drink her blood without endangering her health. “Juliet West.” I took the folder he handed me. I felt nervous, a strange agitation enveloped me. Juliet might be upset if she found out that I was peeking at her papers. These things were supposed to be confidential. “Juliet West. Third year suspended. Average …”

“How do I look?" Nolan took a slow breath and folded his arms, his eyes running from her face down to the flowing gown she was wearing. He saw a woman who'd grown from the struggling little lady who had found him heartbroken…and stayed. To the woman he promised to spend the rest of his life with and he'd forever be grateful for her. “You look stunning, my love." Jules blushed just as her mom took her by the arm. "Juliette Shannon Hart. You are going to be the death of me.” Her mom grumbled and began pulling her away, with Juliette's shoes in her hand.

"She thought canceling it would save me from a miserable future. She thought she was helping." His scent spiked sharply with grief. "Juliet was…" He paused, staring ahead at the road. "She was the treasured daughter of the Jackson family, raised like a princess her whole life, but she never acted superior. She was kind to everyone. Always putting other people first before herself." My wolf lowered her ears inside me. Then Anderson suddenly pulled the car over. The engine idled softly as he turned toward me, his eyes burning with his wolf. "Juliet was an amazing woman," he said quietly. "She didn't deserve what happened to her."

I wondered how she could act so convincingly. Just moments ago, she had rushed back from another man's side. Now, she was playing the part of my devoted fiancee. "I needed money because… I wanted to prepare a wedding gift for you," I said. Juliet's eyes lit up immediately. "Really? I'll look forward to your surprise, honey." I hoped she would like it when the time came. In the following days, Juliet didn't come home. Luke's messages to me, however, never stopped. In a Maybach that had been chosen as our wedding car, the leather seat was stained with large, damp patches. A video showed the area beneath the seat was littered with torn condom wrappers.

The top bunk—her bed—was now occupied by Juliet, who lay sprawled across the mattress, tapping away on her phone with a bored expression. “What is this?” Anna asked sharply, her voice trembling. Juliet didn’t bother looking up. “What does it look like? I moved. I need air. That lower bed is too stuffy.” Anna stepped closer, anger boiling inside her. “You threw my clothes on the floor?” Juliet raised a brow. “If they were so precious, you should’ve stayed home with your sugar daddy instead of coming here to play student.” The words hit Anna like a slap. “What did you just say?” she said, her voice low but laced with fury.

The dude was all too happy to receive that money. I follow behind the group, but my eyes scan everywhere we walk. I think the teacher might regret his decision because he eyes me suspiciously. It was definitely not a great choice on his part. What if I was a pedophile or something? I spot them then, and my breath might have stopped for a second. Juliet Monroe is absolutely breathtaking as a woman. She was a girl the last time I bent her over that table. Now her features have softened slightly, and she has blossomed into an even more captivating specimen.