Juliet Cap Novels & Stories

Juliet spins around and strolls back into the closet, thumbing through the rack of clothes while I lean a shoulder against the doorframe to watch her. “Remind me to thank Shay,” she says over her shoulder as she assesses her choices. I raise a fist to my mouth, coughing to clear my throat, and Juliet looks back at me with a playful smirk. “You, too,” she adds, batting her lashes coquettishly. “Thanks, Daddy Cole.” My eyes darken. “We may have to try that nickname on later tonight,” I growl. “Much better than Sarge.” “Aw, but you’ll always be my Sarge,” she croons, turning back to the clothes and pulling a hanger down containing a pale yellow sundress. “Ooh, this one’s super cute,” Juliet com

Juliet said, sighing. She looked so believable! Julia fists clenched "so….ho..w ca..n you help me?" She asked, eying her suspiciously because she didn't fully trust who she has known as her enemy for years. Juliet brought out a small glass bottle "this poison is very potent. Try adding it to his breakfast" she said, pushing it in her hands and walking briskly away to her car before she could react.

She pressed her hand harder to Florence’s. Maxwell’s expression softened, just slightly. “You did fine,” he told her directly, ignoring Richard now. “Don’t let her poison get under your skin. That’s her game. Always has been.” Florence huffed. “It’s more than a game. Juliet wants those children, and she’ll claw through anyone in her way. She sees this dear girl as a threat, and she’s not wrong.” Her gaze flicked to Richard, sharp. “Especially after today.”

My eyes fell in his and the smile wipes off my face. He's glaring at me like I had stepped on his foot. I tore my eyes away but they fell on her. She stood close to him as though she already claimed him as hers. I could not help but feel bitter. Mira pulled away and turned around. "Remember Juliet guys?" Juliet was always pretty in middle school, the most beautiful and popular girl. With her auburn hair, brown eyes and pretty features she really was strikingly gorgeous. It is no wonder after she left Kaleb went into a depression and slept around with the entire female population. Sadly I was now one of them.

Beside him sat Juliet. She looked beautiful, but fragile. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she was clutching Ryder’s arm as if it were a life raft. When she saw Julian walk in—not in a dress, but in a tailored suit, looking every bit the executive—she let out a small, choked gasp. "Victor," Ryder said, his voice a deep, gravelly bass that seemed to vibrate the very glass in the windows. "You’ve kept your 'bride' under a very tight veil. I was starting to think you were hiding something."

It would serve Juliet right for interrupting her sleep. She crushed the mint in her mouth as she walked down the rest of the stairs and pushed the elevator call button. When the doors opened it was to reveal Juliet, dressed to kill in a tightly fitted suit that was supposed to look businesslike but came across more vamp, especially with the amount of leg and cleavage she was showing. She towered over Lisa in her six-inch platform stilettos and not a single platinum blonde lock was out of place. She smiled revealing perfectly straight white teeth behind crimson lips and violet eyes that sparkled. If she wasn’t Lisa’s closest friend and the best editor Lisa’d ever worked with, she’d be very te

The maid bowed slightly before pulling closer towards , who remained on the bee, her body covered with a light piece of clothing, probably to help the itching. “Let's Try this out,“ Juliet added as she snatched the portion from the maids' grasps and helped pour through Alas lips. “It should clear off in an hour maximum; that was what I had been told.” I explained to Juliet, who passed me a suspicious gaze. “Will you come out for a minute? She needs to get dressed.” Juliet responded and pulled me by the arms while I swallowed hard as Hayle moved, the fabric lifting up her body slowly.

Jansen attempted to fight back the tears in his eyes but failed miserably. Juliet ambled towards her wardrobe in her bedroom and she yanked the knobs of the wardrobe open. She glanced at the Turquoise crepe dress Jansen got her and she yanked it off the rack in a fit of rage. She stormed across the room and hurled the dress inside the trash bin seated at a corner.

Lazy to deal with these men any longer, Juliet ordered her bodyguards, “Get rid of all of them. If you let any escape, I will kill you.” She then flung the knife aside and walked towards the red Bentley. Jaren was sitting in the passenger seat, mumbling with his eyes closed. “Jaren, are you saying a prayer for them?” asked Juliet. Watching Jaren sit there mumbling made her laugh. She thought to herself that he sometimes did cute actions. Jaren continued to mumble. When he finished his prayers, he turned to Juliet and said, “My lady, that was a chant to clear your sins.”

Calvin said. My body received a shock that was plastered all over my face as I overheard the name Diana again. "Lorenzo, Mark?" Mark quickly asked. "I don't need Juliet. What for?" I also asked. But at the same time, I was made to know that Juliet was still collateral "He wanted to use Juliet as a means of collateral in exchange for his own sister, who had been held captive by George in the Sin City warehouse," Calvin explained. "Why choose to go with Lorenzo?” Curiosity made him ask,