Ninjago Dr Julien Novels & Stories

he says. "Have what?" Paige asks. "A morning. Like this. Normal. Quiet. With people who..." He stops. Looks away. "People who what?" Haruto prompts. Julian's jaw tightens. "People who see me. Not the money. Not the name. Just... me." Paige reaches across the island. Takes his hand. "We see you," she says. "Yeah," Haruto adds. "Annoying parts and all." Julian almost laughs. "I don't have annoying parts."

He didn't even flinch. "A perfect strike," Julian noted, his Taglish dripping with a terrifying, clinical pride. "The 7.0 code never misses the vitals. You see, Dante thought he was the Architect of this world, but he forgot that I am the one who drew the blueprints for his heart." The escalation was a quiet, suffocating horror. Julian stopped less than a foot away from me, the silver analog key still clamped tightly between his fingers. "Bitiwan mo ang sandata, Asset," he commanded.

The others tried to fight back, but they were too slow. Julian kicked, blocked, and dodged every single move. He grabbed one guy by the arm and twisted it till I heard a loud crack. Another tried to hit him from behind, but Julian turned and threw him over his shoulder like it was nothing. In less than twenty minutes, they were all down. Groaning. Moaning. Some, unconscious. I stood there, shocked, my mouth slightly open. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. Is he a professor or an ex-mercenary?

"Ako ang harapin mo!" ​"Oh, don't worry. Sabay-sabay kayong mawawala," sagot ni Julian. Itinaas na niya ang kamay para tanggalin ang pin ng granada nang biglang isang maliit na drone ang mabilis na lumipad patungo sa kanyang mukha. ​ZZZT! ​Isang malakas na electric shock ang pinakawalan ng drone. "Aaaargh!" sigaw ni Julian habang napapaatras at nabitawan ang granada—pero hindi pa ito natatanggalan ng pin.

"That was fast. Seems like you really like this suit, huh?" "I do." Jonah nodded seriously. Julien suddenly leaned toward Jonah and said, "Well, do you like your suit better or me?" Jonah's eyes ran across Julien's body, exuding a seductive air. "Is there a difference?" Frustrated, Julien tore into another drumstick, knowing he wouldn't get the response he wanted from Jonah. "Seriously though, Julien. Thank you," Jonah said sincerely. "My entire family and I owe you a giant debt."

I then joined Julien, who was already waiting alongside the trailhead. Julien rested against a tree, his bag in hand, and his fur coat neatly rolled and secured to the bag. Clad in a light green tunic, a beaded necklace complements the contours of his sharp jawline. Over his shoulder, the hilt of a sword peeked its gold-encrusted pommel gleaming, revealing what appears to be an allegiance crest. I met Julien's eyes, acknowledging my curiosity. His demeanor was stoic, his body rigid, yet his hands betrayed a sense of calm. Breaking the tension, he suggested, "If we've got nothing left to do, I think it'd be best if we should leave now," turning away to stride down the trail.

Boros nodded, silently raising his crossbow and taking aim through the stone pillars. "Clara," Julian murmured, his hand dropping to rest over mine, his fingers warmly enveloping my cold leather-gloved hand. "Get ready with those magnesium capsules." "On your word, Sovereign," I whispered back, my pulse hammering in my throat. Julian didn't give a verbal signal. He simply moved. With an explosive burst of pure alpha strength, Julian vaulted over the high stone balustrade, dropping twenty feet straight down onto the stone platform below!

And he was sticking to her like glue, following her everywhere, which was really annoying. Jade couldn't bear it any longer and turned, shouting at Julian, "Can you stop following me all the time?" She had never seen someone so shameless. Julian raised an eyebrow. "This is my home. I can go wherever I want. What's it to you?" "You..." Jade was speechless. She glanced at Julian and asked, "Who are you?" With Jade taking the initiative to talk to him, Julian immediately became energetic, bouncing in front of her with a smile. "I'm Julian Orton. The lion is my pet, Edan. This is my family's private island. Isn't it beautiful?"

I squealed but made a sour face at the mention of Nate. "Nate is a pathetic excuse of a mate, I don't know why the moon goddess paired you with that swine." "I know right? But hey, we're over him." We giggled, sitting impossibly close to each other. "Tell me already, don't keep a girl hanging." I nudge her on the shoulder. "His name is Julian, he's a warrior and he's very hot with all those muscles he has going for him. He demanded I stop slaving around for anyone that's why I've been doing nothing all day."

"I’ve missed you, Noel." Julian's voice slithered through the air, smooth and calculated, sending an icy shiver down Noel’s spine. Noel’s fingers twitched. His body locked up, every muscle screaming at him to run…but he couldn’t. Not here. Not now. Vincenzo’s grip on his wrist tightened. "Who the fuck is this?" His voice was low, dangerous. Julian’s gaze flicked to Vincenzo, his smirk widening. "Ah. The infamous Vincenzo De Luca. Figures." He took a step forward, eyes gleaming with amusement. "Didn't think Noel would downgrade so drastically, though."