Novel & Cerita Juliette And Warner Fanfiction

“She won't. Whitney is a lot of things but not a snitch. She just overreacted and is probably scared but she'll be back.” Just assured. “If anything happens to my plans…” “Nothing is going to happen. If it will make you feel any better, It'll go after her now.” “Yes, go.” I glared. “So dramatic.” Juliet rolled her eyes at me and turned around, plucking the keys off the counter top. She looked back at me with a grin. “And by the way, nice body. I can see why Whitney is so ferral for you.” With that she walked out.

I’ve been composing this sentence in my head since I woke up. "Natasha, Tuesday night was unforgettable. I can’t wait to wake up with you again. Already Yours, Julian." This is not the time to be coy. There’s a pause on the line. "All three?" "All three." "Including the one to Mr. Warren's apartment?" "Especially the one to Mr. Warren's apartment." She does not sigh, because Marguerite is a professional, but I hear the sigh she’s fighting, and I love her for it.

Juliette cries as Jason carries her bridal style. “That would be the problem, sweetheart. We need you to turn off whatever is f*cking up our lives.” I hold the door open and Jason sets her in the back passenger seat. Before he can even get the door closed, she scrambles to the other side only to find Elara waiting for her. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

Then Lena arrives and Kaiya and Malleus go off to their suite where their other mates are waiting for them. We explain to all of them and Juliette explains about her experience last night. “I stepped out of the bathroom and saw my mates together. I was mesmerized as I watched them make love and I got excited by the sight. When they finished I was fantasizing about how it would be to be like Kaiya and have the ability to penetrate them…I have never been so enticed,” Juliette confesses.

And she wasn’t naïve enough to believe in always. “I don’t need your protection,” she said coldly. “Zara—” “I need your war.” And then she kissed him like she owned him. Like his empire now bent to her, not the other way around. ⸻ Meanwhile, across the city, in a cold marble suite soaked in candlelight, Juliette watched the livestream with a glass of blood-red wine. Her blonde wig rested on the arm of a chair. Her real hair was short now, black. She looked nothing like the woman Alec had once destroyed. Or the one Zara had thought she buried in a cage of diamonds and lies.

Juliet continued, “since I’m taking Jace along with me to your wedding dress testing, maybe after that we could go out for ice cream. He’s been disturbing me about it for a long time.” “Oh, my superhero,” I laughed. Just hearing Jace’s name and remembering how excited he had been earlier made my heart warm. “Of course, Jules.” We kept talking and laughing until it started getting late. Juliet stood up from the couch, brushing her hand over her dress. “Well, I have to start heading home now,” she said. “I need to pick Jace up from school.” I stood up too. “Of course.” She stepped closer and squeezed my hand. “And Vera… call me if you need to talk about anything, okay? Especially if Mrs. Lawso

“Hold it there! Susan didn’t I say I don’t want to ever see you?” “Jason, calm down. You didn’t even recognize my presence; we are here to talk.” Ketura tightened her expression. “I don’t want to have anything to do with your daughter so please leave.” Jason looked at Ketura. “Mom, can you see? He still loves Wendy. That girl is bitch.” Susan said angrily. Ketura looked at Jason, “Wendy is married. You and Susan deserve each other. Please forgive her for lying to you. Wendy is responsible for all this.”

“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.

“Maybe we should mix things up!” She waggles her brows as I reach out again, successfully snatching the outfit away this time. She shoves out her lower lip in a pout as she watches me chuck it across the room. “Aw, you’re no fun.” “You wanna get spanked?” I growl. Juliet’s blue eyes flare. “Kinda.” My dick twitches behind my zipper. “Later,” I grit out, barely able to restrain myself from tossing her over my shoulder, carrying her to the bed, and painting her ass red with my palm.