Justice Love Reading Novels & Stories

“No buts, it is what it is.” I let out a breath, staring out the window of the jet. The images burned into my mind. I couldn't shake the pain and unease I felt for those girls. Don't make it personal. I repeated over and over in my head. But it didn't work. In my heart, I hoped the judge would refuse, even if it would affect Antonio. Because if there was anything I was sure of was that he deserved it.

That’s all I can do. A crash echoes in the distance, followed by silence. I hold my breath, waiting, heart hammering. Somewhere, in the middle of the chaos, Jace is moving through it all—relentless, unstoppable. And for the first time since it happened, I allow a small flicker of hope: maybe he will bring us justice. Maybe he will make Bishop pay. And maybe… if I survive, I’ll find a way to live with this grief, this guilt, and finally honor the one I lost.

The bulb above buzzed, swinging slightly as if even the air recoiled from the violence. Lorenzo stood tall, shaking his hand loose from the sting of his punch. He glanced down at Justin’s unconscious body, then back at Jace. “Now you see, bunny,” he said, his tone low, steady. “Some men do not deserve mercy.”​

“And we’re happy that the asshole is dead?” “We’re fucking ecstatic that the asshole is dead, Jo. He went on the run after killing Hailey and it never sat right with me that he got away with murder. What happened to him feels right. It feels like justice. Not the kind that the cops and courts talk about, but a different kind, something darker and more primal. Justice like – I don’t know like what. Like something else.” “Like karma,” Jo supplied. “Like an avenging god, like the universe resetting the balance, like a biblical atoning of sins. The most divine and Old Testament justice that there is, the kind that goes beyond the laws of man straight to the savage heart of natural law.”

“Doctor Stanton says you’re trying hard during therapy and Justice says I should give you more of a chance. Actually, everyone says I should give you more of a chance.” “So you’ll stay with me all night?” He drapes his leg over me. “Because I kinda really like this. It feels… normal.” “Yeah. I’ll stay.” I settle into his arms. “I like feeling your emotions, too.” He yawns and closes his eyes. “You don’t always have to protect me from what you’re feeling. I can handle it.” I didn’t realize I let my emotions go. “It’s fine, child.” Justice whispers. “This isn’t a time for strength. It’s a time for love.”

"That you're married. That you and your wife con people for money. You know Eva is worth nearly a billion dollars. She must have been a hell of a prize for the two of you." Justice's expression never changed. "I have no idea what you are talking about. I've never been married." "I have copies of the certificate in the car. Do I have to send Derrick to get it? I also have the police statements from the people you two duped. Lucky for you, you didn't break any actual laws. It's not a crime to be stupid." ______ Liam's POV "You have me confused with someone else," Justice said calmly. "I care about Eva. We've been dating for a long time. The relationship is serious. As for your ridiculous claim

“This book isn’t for you.” “But I like the story.” “‘Like’ isn’t part of your life curriculum,” she said coldly. “Ace, this is a weak book. One that tries to make justice sound like a matter of emotion. And the world doesn’t work that way.” “It’s just fiction, Mama. For fun.” “Fiction won’t make you anybody.” Her eyes went ice cold. “We don’t read books that justify rebellion against the law. Especially ones that humanize criminals.” “But it’s not—”

Love is new ground. She takes another half step closer, her hand reaching out to rest on the arm of my chair. I can feel the warmth emanating from her, an anchor amidst the churning tempest of my mind. "Leo," she says softly, with a steadiness that somehow manages to shake me to the core. "I understand your need for justice, for closure. I know what it feels like to want that. But at what point does your revenge start taking away everything else-everything worth holding on to?"

His mate hurt and he wanted to soothe her pain. “I won’t lie to you. I’ve been with females but they never touched me the way you do, Joy—inside or out. None ever wanted to love me. You give me that gift.” Justice was right. He’d never felt so alive as he was with the female who had become his heart. “I will cherish it and you.” “I love you too.” She slid her fingers into his hair, stroking his scalp. “Let’s talk about this later though.” She squirmed under him.

I replied. "I'm also sorry for what I did and I'm sorry because we didn't get the justice," I said, he took my hand. “I believe we can get justice by accepting what happened, as long as we did everything we could to find out the truth,” Max said. I came over to hug him and he hugged me too. “Before you leave, I’ll give you something,” he said. He showed me a book. "Why are you giving this to me?" I asked, "I want you to keep that because that's the story of how we both met," he replied. I smiled. "Thank you so much, I promise I'll treasure this," I said happily.