Juliette Novels & Stories

“Depends on the elemental race she comes from. If she’s blue, then she’s of the ice elemental strain and fire can harm them. Mind you, ice is really scarier than fire. They can choose between breath weapons. Freezing breath and acid. Great air attacks both of them.” “Delightful. Okay, the bell has been rung, and hopefully, the nurse will be here soon.” “What’s your name?” “Juliette. But people close to me call me Jules.” “I feel I should know you really well.” “Give it time. We only met a few days ago. I’m just glad you made it. You were really bad when we brought you in.” “You’ve stayed with this whole time, haven’t you?” “You were like a fussy toddler. I

"I didn't even know you were back." It was Juliet who said that, Juliet was the house help, she just turned 19 recently and gave herself the big chop. Which she rocked like any popular Instagram model claiming brand influencer. She was skinny with a double d chest and a bit off a backside. She had one jeans and a white singlet. Juliet had been working for them for about a year now, she and Janet had become quite close because she was really a character. A funny one at that, with the year she had spent with them, Janet had come to know that she had been with more than four boys, her latest one was as good as a sugar daddy. He was 30.

"You're right. Its all fancy dress and everything! I cant wait to see what Maya looks like, she's a total fashion icon within the She Wolves. Did you see what she wore yesterday..." And with that, Jazz started rambling. "I don't even own anything the royal family would even consider fancy," Juliette said with dismay. Jazz gave her a pointed look. "Well I do, and we happen to be the same size," Jazz hinted, wiggling her orange eyebrows. "Would you really let me borrow a dress?" "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't?" † Juliette tugged at the thick, black fabric that hugged her body a little to tightly. Jazz nudged her in th

Anything to take the emphasis away from my sheer embarrassment. "I'm Genie". I can't even look him in the eye, let alone believe that he's sitting next to me and talking to me. "Nice name - what's it short for?". "It's Genevieve". I mumble. "Wow, not a name you hear often. I like it! So now we're acquainted can I buy you a drink?". He asks. Reluctantly I agree " Ok, a Guinness would be good. But just to clarify, It's not normally something I would do".

"Did she give you a name?" "Zola. Zola Oladele. Said she worked for Lagos Insider magazine." Juliet's blood ran cold. Zola was Selena's right-hand woman. The hacker. The one who did the dirty work. "Listen to me carefully. If she comes back, don't engage. Call security. And call me immediately." "This is getting scary, Jules." "I know. But we're going to handle it." Juliet tried to sound more confident than she felt. "I'll take care of this."

Juliet asks in rage. "It's Alexandra to you, I know you aren't stupid," Alexandra says shocking Juliet. "Alexs are you mad? Do I look like your mate? Isn't Chioma your native name? Juliet who was clearly losing her patients says. " Juliet or whatever you call yourself, I'm not going to give you the satisfaction of spoiling my mood." Alexandra, says with a straight look. "What do you think of yourself? you aren't a queen or something. Your rudeness and your useless character won't take you anywhere" Juliet says in rage.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

“I’ll tell you what. I’ll make a deal with you.” Lucifer raises an amused eyebrow. “A deal with the Devil? My, my. You really believe ole’ Julius can find the perpetrator don’t you?” I shrug. “I do.” Julius specializes in obtaining information and getting his hands on rare items for his friends. Luckily, he considers me a friend. Lucifer leans back in his chair and taps his fingers on the table. “Alright, my Queen, name your terms.” “If Julius finds out who is behind the attacks, I want you to take me dancing at a club.”

"One of the regulars, the guy in the black suit, keeps asking for a private room with you. I told him you don't do private things, but he's pushing." Juliet's stomach tightened. "I'm not doing it, Marcus. I told you before." "He pays well," Marcus said. "Really well, Luna. Think about it." "I don't need to think," she answered firmly. "I dance on stage and that's it." Marcus shook his head and left. Lila touched Juliet's arm. "You okay? You seem off tonight." "I'm fine," Juliet said. She stood up and checked herself in the mirror. The corset pushed her breasts up and the tiny skirt showed off her long legs and pink lights would make her blonde hair glow. She looked like Luna now and not Juli

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"