Julius Juukulius Novels & Stories

"You are Zendedari, brother to Enoch. I heard you were dead." "That is the story going around," Zen assented warily. "You have no memory of me? I am Julius, brother to Aidan. I have been away these last long years. The far-off mountains, the places without people, are my home." "The last I heard, you were fighting wars in distant lands." "When the mood is upon me, I fight where it is needed," Julius agreed. "I see you do also. The vampire lies dead, and you are pale beyond imagination."

They became closer than before. Romeo and Julius grew up in the villages of Mahlabathini and Ntlangwini respectively in KwaZulu Natal. Romeo was from the Khumalo clan while Julius was a descendant of the Dlamini clan. At that time, there was a dispute between the residents of Ntlangwini and Mahlabathini. They were fighting over chieftaincy that was taken by the Khumalos a while ago during the time of their forefathers. It was a generational battle and there seemed to be no resolution over the matter. It carried on until the time Romeo's father took the seat as the reigning chief. On the other hand, the Dlaminis wanted Julius's father to be their chief. They claimed that he was the heir to t

That's not very nice of you! Marisol went silent. She couldn't really blame Alinta for misunderstanding. Julius hadn't appeared in many public settings because of Julius' special situation in the Mullers, and the Mullers rarely mentioned him. She had never brought Julius to meet Alinta before, so it was natural that there was a misunderstanding. She pushed Alinta irritably. "What are you talking about? This is the Mullers' second son, Julius Muller." "He's Lucian's brother?" Alinta was shocked and momentarily couldn't control her volume. Realizing this, she lowered her voice and leaned in closer. "No way, he doesn't look like it at all. He's too... beautiful?"

Chapter 37 Julius the Third Commander of the Supreme God Destroyer was a fearsome creature. He was a massive werewolf, with fangs as sharp as daggers and claws that could tear through steel. He was also incredibly intelligent and cunning, and he had a deep understanding of the arcane arts. One day, Julius decided to attack the Sky Nation. The Sky Nation was a peaceful people who lived on floating islands high above the clouds. They were technologically advanced, but they were also pacifists and had no military to speak of.

Julius said while climbing up on the nearby table. “You are a witch too?” asked Somerzex. “A wizard!” snap Julius. “Yeah I am a wizard and your mother Diana was my elder sister, I turned myself into cat, since Salem witch trial, but somehow it became permanent, I had very bad habit to speak a lot, so one day Diana put a charm on me, locking my human voice, she break the charm when she had sent me with you in the mirror” said Julius. “You are my uncle?” said Julius while half laughing.

Moreover, he couldn’t do anything inside the formation in Pompeii. His phantom was demolished before the Divine Fetus had completely perished, no less. Pop! The phantom disappeared, along with a bubble popping sound. Before he vanished, he was glaring at Alex with a chilling glare. *** In the end, Julius died an absolutely horrifying death. Julius was a prodigy within the new generation in the Lunula Sect. He was also expected to become a deity-master as well. If they wanted to think bigger, he might even become a Heavenly Emperor. Yet despite all this, he wound up dead in these Wastelands.

His arms holding Sloane went completely stiff. But he refused to admit he was wrong. Utterly humiliated, he snapped his head up, glaring at Cassius with pure hostility. "Who the hell are you?" Julian gritted his teeth. "This is Valerius family business! Outsiders don't get to interfere!" Faced with his roaring, Cassius just gave a slight nod. He looked down at Julian. A dangerously cold smirk flashed in his dark eyes. "I am Cassius. Cassius Castellano."

"Yep. His daddy is Ryan Flanigan. Sound familiar?" It takes a second to recall the name from so long ago, but when it does, my jaw drops. "No shit?" Coach just smiles. Ryan Flanigan is a legend in European soccer, also known as football to everyone else in the world. He holds multiple records and has a career spanning almost two decades. He retired as one of the highest paid soccer players ever. If the team wasn't impressed with our rookie before, they will be now. "You're not kidding he has good genes. But why is he a midfielder? I would have thought he'd be playing forward like his dad." Coach drops his foot to the floor. "I asked him that during the interview. Says he doesn't like being o

Yvayn replied in the same proper stuffy manner. Jullious was dressed in full travel armor that consisted of shoulder plates, a chain mail shirt, chain mail pants, and long thick leather boots. He also wore a prominent necklace with a cross on it. Jullious was a very proper sort of man: religious to the point of being a zealot. He strongly disagreed with anything not directly connected with the church, especially The Order or the wizards. He tolerated The Order because he was an even stronger believer in his subservience to the crown. The Order taught that the crown must be obeyed; therefore, Jullious was obedient to Myllyof. Jullious served as Myllyof’s guard since the king was a child. He

Ingram: Days Earlier Julius couldn't help but fume as he looked down at the barely breathing body on the ground. His demons grew on him, and he often found reason in their twisted council. He soon addressed them by their names: Eldrosk, Sephira, and Malachai. As always, they had guided Julius down a dark path. Baiting Claude into an inn, poisoning his men, yet failing to finish him off had become incredibly frustrating. "He's a powerful beastman, and you're just a pretender. Just cut off his head with his own sword," Eldrosk was the loudest.