Juliet Michele Novels & Stories

And for a moment, everyone went quiet. I turned just as the doors opened again. Dominic Salvatore entered first. Alpha. Commanding. Unmistakable. At his side walked Aria Salvatore, his Luna, his wife, and lover… she was also the mother of his child. Her head was held high, her presence effortless, as if she had always belonged at his side. Whispers followed them, some admiring, some resentful. Luna Isobel’s lips thinned. “The woman who was sold as a slave,” she muttered coolly, “now standing as Head Luna. A slave who became the Alpha’s wife.”

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

"Damn. If these are the comp tickets the team gets, I'm gonna need you to introduce me to some of Daniel's friends." "Daniel?" the girl in front of us turns around and asks. "Daniel Zavaro?" She'd be pretty if she wasn't giving us such a sneer. Long, glossy dark hair, big blue eyes ringed with black, pouty pink lips, and a killer rack. She looks like a super model. A bitchy one, but a supermodel nonetheless. "Yeah," Geni says with a smile. She either doesn't notice the death glares from this chick, or she's trying to kill her with kindness. My money is on the latter. "He's dating my friend Quincy here."

he said and looked at the whole anxious students who are really eager to hear the results from the summers. " let's hear from the four judges, who our winner for today's competition is" the m.c said and walked up to the summers and collected the papers from them. he went through the papers, making the anxious students like silver, merrissa, Naina and many other students who loves Nicki to groan in frustration. He laughed as he heard the sound of their groaning.

And just like a sappy, old romance movie, Michele stupidly fell inlove with the woman, and he completely forgot that he is supposed to get married with her. But she's Celeste Vitale, and "giving up" is not in her vocabulary. She needs to make a plan before she talks to Clarissa. She needs to convince her that Michele is not the one for her, and she would ask her to give up on him.

Trust her to snoop, she just had to know everything. "Have you ever just wanted to shift?" Jazz dropped her fork, but the sound was drowned out by the rest of the rooms talking. She looked up at Juliette with wide green eyes. "Why would you ask that, it's frowned upon," she said, swallowing. Juliette bit her lip, contemplating. "I know, but it would be nice to shift at least once more," Juliette said. She hadn't felt freedom in years, not since she turned sixteen anyway. Suddenly Ace popped into her mind. She couldn't help but wonder what his life was really like, if the resistance was reall all about freedom.

"That's fine. I'm actually going to him now. Santoz Martinez connected me to him..." "Santoz Martinez!" The pleasant look on her face turned to horror. "Call me Julie. I'm Juliet Baker, Boyle's sister." Julie tried to correct the frown on her face. It was too late though. Melinda got the awareness that she wasn't the only one who didn't fancy Santoz much. She widened her eyes as she regarded the woman under a different spectrum. "Did you just say you're Juliet..." "Yes darling. I'm the J of B&J. Not to brag, but, I earned the title." She whisper yelled.

Pain bloomed across my cheek, but it was nothing compared to the humiliation that followed. “How dare you, Edward Miles,” she snapped, her voice trembling with anger as she cradled her reddened wrist. “Security!” she called out sharply. Eric, her ever-loyal personal assistant, appeared almost instantly, cutting through the crowd with purpose. I knew I had to move fast. If I didn’t act now, I might never get the chance again, not to speak to her, not to see Jace. “If I were you, Juliet, I wouldn’t do that,” I said, raising my voice just enough to catch her attention, and everyone else's. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the envelope with the DNA test. “You might want to see this first.

Juliet was dressed casually because she wasn't going anywhere and she immediately became self-conscious of herself because of how Michelle was staring at her. "You seem to know who I am even though this is our first time meeting," Michelle said and walked past Juliet and into the house before Juliet could respond to her words... Juliet was still too stunned to speak... Michelle was the last person she was expecting to see and didn't even have it in her mind that she would be meeting Alex's mother like this...