Julio Jones Gif Novels & Stories

"You're right. He is a good guy, I never said he wasn't." ━━━━━ "Julie! Julie!" Jules eyes sprang open and not because someone was apparently screaming his name. No, it was because that said person was also jumping on his back. "Satan, is that you?" He groaned. "No! It's Kenya!" His eyes closed briefly before flying open, he sat up quickly staring at the dark-skinned seven-year-old grinning at him. "Kenya! Wait, that means—" he said just as his Aunt Marie walked through the door carrying her wailing baby, Boris.

"Where's Marlene?" "She and Julio had to sing at the church today," she says as a couple of my nephews race through the kitchen, wielding plastic swords. "I'm so proud of those two. You know they're the worship leaders at their church now? You could learn a thing or two from them." Geovany and I look at each other. We're used to this. Any time one of our older siblings gets involved in a church activity, mama acts like we're complete heathens because we like to date around. In Geovany's case, it might not be far from the truth. "Don't think I don't see those pictures of you in the newspaper with all those women, mijo. And don't think I'm too old to smack you with my chancla."

Justin budged, his body moving backwards like limbo. It all happened so quickly. The thug missed, and Justin grabbed the man's beefy arm. The man screamed, feeling Justin cook his hands. Jungkook smirked before hoisting the man above him and dropping him down hard, before punching the man with a flaming fist, making him unconscious. Just then, the most hilarious thing happened "Firrrreeeee!!" Wait what? All of us turned to the source of music, watching Jules stuff his phone and then staring at us with a sheepish grin. Jules looked at me, and I gave him that look as if to say, 'What's with the song?' To which he said,

There wasn’t a one among us that couldn’t use a strong bath and a toothbrush. I tried to suppress a smile and Marco outwardly growled at Julio’s attention to Gina. I also noted that Gina looked pleased as well. Julio turned to Marco. “It’s a pleasure to have you back with us, Marco.” Marco looked like he wanted to throw it back in his face, but he bit his lip and replied respectfully, “Thank you, Julio.” Julio turned a teasing eye to me and winked. I couldn’t help but like the man. He wasn’t like anyone I had ever met before, but he was humorous, and he clearly adored Will.

Julien sprung up from the bed, marched to the door, and flung it open irritably. Julien was stunned to see Jonah dressed impeccably in a suit. Jonah maintained composure, yet his gaze involuntarily traced over Julien from head to toe. He couldn't help but appreciate Julien's well-sculpted chest and abs, finally settling on the vibrant boxer briefs. Jonah's eyes dimmed. "Hey Jonah, do I look good?" Julien casually leaned against the doorframe. He narrowed his eyes like a sly fox as he yawned.

Jennifer knew now: Julian was not a god; he was merely a puppet that could be destroyed. Several weeks passed since the dreadful incident at Julian’s mansion. Julian was secretly treated, hiding his bruises and his humiliation. Meanwhile, Jennifer Jones worked hard to forget the horror, focusing all her energy on her career. Her latest film, "The Return of Dan Star," produced by Sterling Media, finally premiered. With a renowned director and a strong script, the film instantly became a sensation, smashing box office records in its first week.

I didn't know what and why she was apologizing but I told myself that she was an enemy now and I had to stay far from her. But, she was stupid if she thought I would fall for this. For a while we sat in silence and she sniffed once in a while. As if counting down to something, her fingers lightly tap the armrest of the chair. The door then reopens. There he is. Julio. His presence was like thunderclouds in the room. Again, he was wearing a black outfit with a loose collar and rolled sleeves. His hair was damp possibly from the shower or the rain and it was slightly curled at his temple. His clean-shaven jaw was sharp. His watch sparkles and flares in the dim lighting.

He winked before sliding his thumbs in his waistband, slipping his shorts off as Celeste turned her head, but not before we caught a glimpse of his cock. “Holy shit that was-“ Celeste gasped. “Huge. That was fucking huge.” I finished her sentence, mentally picking up my jaw from the floor. Before we could fully process the enormity (pun intended) of what we just saw, Julius was standing before us in wolf form.

Luna cries out, "No, no, no, no!" Javier laughs, "Keep playing your games then I like it. You will scream my name when my big dick destroys your tight little cunt." He just starts to open up his pants when Luna hears footsteps running towards them. "Get your filthy hands off her!" Julias shouts and he comes at Javier like an angry bull. In his hands, he has a knife, but Javier is much bigger and stronger than Julias. He hits the knife out of Julias his hand and his wrist make a cracking sound. Then he takes Julias his arm and throws his whole body over his shoulder before slamming him to the ground. Luna wants to run to him, but Javier punches her in her stomach, so she falls to the ground g

“You look like you need vitamin D and dick pics. In that order.” Stella snorted into her coffee. I managed a tiny laugh despite myself and sank onto the couch, pulling Nicholas’s hoodie tighter around me like armor. For the first time in forty-eight hours, the air felt almost normal. Jules flicked through her phone, showing us photos from some dating app she’d apparently downloaded “for research.” Shirtless guys on yachts, guys with puppies, guys doing that obnoxious finger-to-the-lip pose. “Okay, but look at this one,” Jules said, zooming in on a bronze god with dimples sharp enough to cut glass. “Tell me you wouldn’t let him ruin your life for a weekend.”