Ninjago Dr Julien Novels & Stories

Julian's voice was cold as he said, "Investigate quietly. Don't inform the police. "Nina would never go to a place like that, so something doesn't add up. That Estel woman is acting suspiciously. Start with her. "Dang it. If I find out who hurt Nina, I'll make their whole family pay." I shivered upon hearing this. There were rumors that Julian was a notorious thug who had even spent a few years in prison before becoming a CEO. Terrified, I hurried home. I was met with the sound of Estel laughing with our parents as soon as I walked through the door.

He is among the strongest people in this arena. “Want to give it a try?” the man on the ground said. “Bring it on.” Mr. Wilson said. “As you wish.” Just as the man was about to direct a dragon towards Mr. Wilson, a calm voice came from the place I was standing. Lucien had taken a step forward and stood in front of me, looking at the old man on the ground with a deathly expression. “Please hold on Mr. Benson, is it?” Lucien's voice was cold, making the temperature all around to drop significantly.

Julian’s eyes grew big when our eyes connected. I asked what they were doing, and Julian explained the story. He may think Pinata climbed somewhere but has no proof of his existence. You can see his eyes begin to water, but no tears left. I ordered Jabrel to take a break while I helped Julian. He was pleased about the offer. Julian jumped up and down with excitement. He took my hand and dragged me down the hall. He didn't check the fields behind the palace yet.

Mario's hand stayed close to his side, probably resting near a concealed blade. I move ahead, calm on the outside, Alert underneath. The door opened automatically, revealing Julian, with dark slick hair, standing by the window, back to us, his shape painted by the overcast skyline. “Alexandro,” he called out to me as if we were friends, his voice annoyingly smooth like silk. “And Mario…still playing bodyguard or just here to count corpses.” “Depends. You handing out bodies today, Julian?” Mario snapped stepping behind me. Julian turned, his face cold, and hard to read as always. Slick gray suit, black tie, polished shoes…every inch the corporate viper.

He was not about to let a potential conquest slip away so easily. Julian leaned in, wearing an amused expression. "Bullying with power? Ah, I see you're familiar with the term. That makes things easier." With a swift move, he released Lily from Preston's grasp, causing the latter to wince in pain. Julian then protectively wrapped an arm around Lily's waist, his voice low and threatening, "So what if I'm bullying with my power? Do you have an issue? Or should I say... do 'you all' have an issue?" His challenging tone lingered as his cold gaze swept over the onlookers, causing them to involuntarily step back, dispersing. After all, no one wanted to offend Julian Sterling. No one.

Julian’s arm moved before I even registered the movement. A flash of silver in the air one second and the next the knife skidded toward me on the ground. For half a second, I paused. Hesitant to move to end this fight. Julian towered over me, his hair wild, his shirt ripped open and a heavy smile on his face. Disheveled would be a nice way to describe his appearance. He had an intense look in his eyes. It was loyalty. He was prepared to die for this and it motivated me to move.

"Mr. Flint... did I really injure him seriously?" Julien, who had been silent all the time and just watched everything quietly, finally narrowed his eyes and said, "So what? We can handle that." Then Julien walked in and stepped toward Neil. Neil, who was lying on the ground, felt a shadow approaching him. When he looked up, he saw Julien moving toward him. Julien was tall and expressionless, whose vibe was too frightening to ignore. Neil stared at Julien blankly. He knew Julien’s appearance based on the collected documents and photos. But he had never seen Julien in the flesh.

With a growl Jimmy grabbed it and tossed it outside. "You don't need it, not like it's cold." "I would like it back." Another male voice laughed and circling the cage from the other side appeared Julien. Sporting the same maniacally icy blue eyes but slightly longer platinum cropped hair. They both eyed me hungrily. "You sure it has to be today? She can't spend a night in the compound?" Julien said, wetting his lips. "Depends how nicely she asks. I reckon when you see the chopping block being set up in an hours time you'll do anything for another day's freedom."

"Doctor. Do you have medical supplies to organize?" "I am organizing my appetite!" Rin yelled, holding his linen cloth like a white flag. "Which is currently dying of terror!" Julian walked past the doorway, holding his diagnostic pad in one hand and a cup of black coffee in the other. He adjusted his rimless glasses, scanning the kitchen table without stopping his stride. "The Sovereign's culinary efforts are logged as non-essential physical exercise," Julian noted smoothly. "Though I advise against consuming raw garlic skin before a high-altitude raid."

Dominic grunted, his grip slipping for a fraction of a second. Julian seized the gap, driving a solid, brutal right hook straight into Dominic's jaw. Dominic stumbled backward, his heels catching the top of the stair frame, tumbling backward down the metal steps with a heavy, crashing thud. Julian leaned against the railing, gasping for air, his dark hair soaked with sweat and rain. He looked up, his bloodshot gray eyes finding Aria standing at the top of the stairs. "Aria..." he rasped, holding out a hand. "The kids... are they—"