Julieta From Encanto Novels & Stories

She moved herself trying to sit while she grabbed the blanket to cover her body. "Andy, I know you deserve to know, but please promise me you'll try to understand." He sat in front of her and hold her hand. "I am not human, I am an Encantado," he started. "Encantado what? What do you mean you're not human? You mean to say I just made love with a monster?" She panicked. "Monster? Andy, I am not a monster! I am way far from being a monster. Yes, I possess power, I live in a magical place not visible to human eyes!

Juliana asked, faking innocence. Raphaella sneered at her, she was waiting patiently when the rat would speak up. That was Juliana, the twenty-one-year-old daughter of her stepmother and she was a cunning girl who loved acting innocent, but instead, she was a demoness from the depths of hell. “Don't talk to your older sister like that, Juliana.” Mr. Mendel scolded, and Juliana scoffed. “Sister, my foot,” Juliana muttered, she had never thought of her stepfather's children as her sisters.

It was then that the head-maid notice the sudden aroma lingering within the room, instantly bringing an idea to her. Her hands reached for her side pocket, touching the tiny bottle hidden there. She had kept that for emergencies, but didn’t think she’d use it now. Swallowing hard, Julieta gathered all her courage before looking Duncan straight in the eyes. “Alpha, if you’ll allow me?” With no further explanation, she raises the vial containing a shimmering pink liquid. This got the two youngsters frowning as they turned to her, but the lines on their foreheads vanished, as both gaped upon understanding.

Merlin and Julia turned to me, they had more beers than I did. “She just swore? What could possibly make her swear?” Merlin whispered to Julia. They were drunk out of their minds. “Oh no no Julia you have to pick Selanene up from school,” I shook her shoulders as I reminded her. Her eyes widened in realization. “Who’s Selanene?” Merlin asked. I wasn’t drunk, nor close to being drunk. Once I remembered Selanene my eyes cleared out. “Ela- Isadora’s daughter,” Julia said. She almost exposed me but luckily she was still a bit conscious of it.

She strutted into the room full of confidence and walked to Don Lorenzo who kissed her hand. “Beautiful as ever Julietta,” he said. “Nice to see you again Don Lorenzo.” She walked to Tomasso and gave him a hug and I could see in Tomasso his eyes that he liked this woman. Then she looked at me, smiled, and shook my hand. “Hello, my name is Julietta. I am the Luna of the Latin American packs. I must admit it is refreshing to see Don Lorenzo bring a She-Wolf.” I looked into her eyes which seemed to be twinkling and said, “Nice to meet you, Julietta. My name is Vanessa.”

I feel the color of my eyes gradually change. “Oops! It’s the Night of Bloods already! Any last words for her? Hmm?” She said with a laugh. Cassie was struggling to get off of her but she just brought the dagger near her neck that the tip touched Cassie's skin. “Who the hell are you?!” I angrily questioned her. Still trying to control myself. “Who am I?! I am Julia Evangelista! The only princess of the Evangelistas.” She arrogantly said. “How about you? Who are you? You’re so brave to talk to the princess like that!”

And I wish I could. Elena, I will always help you, fight for you, and defend you against those terrible people against the entire world, in fact,” Jacinta vowed. She didn’t laugh. She didn’t blink. She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t even look away. I pulled Jacinta into a hug and held her close. “Gosh, I love you,Jacinta!” I told her, Jacinta gently slipped out of my arms. “Elena, you’re going to ruin my makeup!” she said, and we both burst into laughter.

The name sounds vaguely familiar, and I make a mental note to look into it later. "Juliet is Raquel Whittle's daughter."

“And now I am alive and well, Jackson. I understand that you are trying to protect me, but I would be fine. Go and attend to business.” He hesitates, then kisses my forehead—gentle, always gentle—before slipping out. The room feels colder and lonelier without him. The door clicks open again minutes later. “Did you forget anything—” I began but stopped when I realised it wasn't Jackson. In the dim light of the room, Julia, the witch, stood gracefully in the doorway, a delicate teacup balanced carefully on a gleaming silver tray. Her sleek, blonde hair was slicked back elegantly, framing her striking features and contrasting vividly with her eye-catching lilac dress, which clung to her figure

However, there was no denying how truly happy he made her and would always make her. “She’s not eighteen yet,” Ethan pointed out. Doll laughed and flicked her eyes to Ethan. “As she pointed out, it didn’t stop her parents from mating after that letter showed up. Kenzie is a hybrid. Her magic comes from Lenora’s side of the family who was descended from one of the original witches. Kenzie is like Bellamy in the fact that their magic is from the witch side,” she explained. Ethan thought about it and nodded. “Well, it’s good that Bellamy is her mate then. She takes after her mother when it comes to have a knack for trouble,” he teased before kissing the top of Doll’s head.