Justice Love Reading Novels & Stories

"Maybe a medical consultant for that mole, either way, I'm not taking any of his proposals, I'll meet with him again but only out of respect for my papa." "We have to see Rizzo that fucking rat..." He trailed off as we rounded the corner to slip into my black SUV. I held up my hand to silence him, "That's why the boys are handling him, so that he opens up to me, albeit metaphorically or physically." I laughed as I looked out the window to watch the girl I bumped into this morning make her way out of a soup kitchen, pity I didn't peg her as homeless. "Who do we have on him?"

To my lovely readers, We made it from a sad ending to a bittersweet one. Up next: the happy ending we all deserve. Loving Jude was going to be the final book. Initially, I intended to have an epilogue after Chapter 45 showing when Jo and Jude resumed the relationship. But that didn't feel right. After everything they have been through, I didn't feel good about wrapping up their story in a short epilogue.

"Then her life will be my apology." Camilla's hair spilled over her face as she struggled, her eyes wide with terror. "Lucio, you're insane!" He ignored her, gaze fixed on me, fever-bright. "Ada, if this is what it takes to make you happy, I'll kill her with my own hands." The room was filled only with Camilla's muffled sobs and Lucio's ragged breathing. I looked at them both, and suddenly it all seemed absurd. So this was his so-called love? A man for whom women were nothing but bargaining chips.

“Always both.” And as we exited the hospital, Sophie bouncing lightly in my arms, I felt the full, sweet satisfaction of triumph. Not vengeance. Not malice. But the quiet, unshakeable truth that we, Sophie, Alexander, and I, were thriving. That we were whole. And that sometimes, just sometimes, the best justice is living well, unabashedly, and with joy that cannot be ignored.

It was heavier than it looked, as if the words inside had actual substance or actual gravity. I carried it to the reading table and set it down gently. The crystal pulsed beside it, as if recognizing the book, approving of my choice. My hands trembled slightly as I opened the cover. The first page bore an inscription in handwriting I recognized immediately; it was my mother's. "To she who seeks truth in a world of lies, Let these words guide you through the darkness. Blood reveals what eyes cannot see. Time shows what hearts try to hide. And justice, when called by the righteous,

“You found one in particular that you want to spend more time with?” “Yes. Unfortunately. I should have canceled the press conference, broken all the phones and kept her in the bed with me for as long as possible.” “Kept? You had her in your bed?” Justice sighed. “Yes.” “That good, huh? I’m sure she will come back eventually and spend more time in your bed. You are well liked and respected.” “I don’t think she’s impressed with me.” “All of our women are.” 45 Laurann Dohner

Leo chuckled and gazed at her lovingly, “Share with me?” Smiling November sat beside him, “I’d love to.” She cuddled him, wrapping her arms around his hard torso and looking up to him expectantly, “Love me?” Leo slices the fried egg, winked at November, “So much.” He fed her, he chuckles, “What about me? Love me?” She met his gaze, reflecting what she feels for Leo, she answered softly, “Too much.” _____________________________________________ “I hate this fucking place,” Justice growled as he followed Victor.

I said as she smiled. “It makes me happy that till the end, you still love me.” “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us of our unrighteousness. 1 John 1:9.” I quoted as she smiled. “The soul that sinneth, it shall surely die. The son shall not bear the iniquity of the father neither shall the father bear the inquity of the son: the righteousness of the righteous shall be upon him and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon him. Ezekiel 18:20.” Rogue quoted perfectly which impressed me.

She said. "I would like to relax here instead of reading," Justice said and winked at Teal. Justice was a tall boy with not very bulky muscles. Teenage kids! His mature look killed the teenage part. Oh! They're a couple. So nice! I smiled and moved back holding the book. I didn't want to disturb them. Sandy hit Justice with a book on his back, "Dude, we're here to find the book. Hurry, we need to save the world." He said. He must be five feet eight inches tall, his chest and shoulders were broad, he seemed to be a gym lover.

Everything I believed in crumbled in that moment, and my heart felt hollow. It was all over... Jack hated Cindy because of me, and she never got his love. Even though she had died, I could not make things right for her. She was mature despite her young age. I could not believe her own father had hurt her so badly, even defending the person who had wronged her. I felt so powerless and wished I could just disappear, but I could not even stand up anymore. When I woke up, the only thing on my phone was an apology from the lawyer.