Ninjago Dr Julien Novels & Stories

Shink. He felt the familiar pull in his groin. It wasn't a desperate urge; it was a steady, throbbing need that was always there now, like a background hum. He closed the book and set it down. He crawled across the rug on his hands and knees. Aiden stopped sharpening the knife. He looked down, his eyes darkening. "What are you doing, Doctor?" "Worshipping," Julian said. He reached for Aiden’s boots. He unlaced them carefully, pulling them off. Then he peeled off Aiden’s thick wool socks.

velliam:- I told him to make distance from noble (suddenly juliana show up) juliana:- what are you doing velliam velliam:- I am just watch over my brother he was studying with your friend jammy juliana:- I am glad she open up with other people velliam:- what is your mean juliana:- she was my childhood friend and one day her father king and queen doing forbitten ritual. but the ritual failed and some how only juliana survived but when she look at dead face of her parents she lost mind. ever since she have nightmare about her parents dead. but she living with my family. she is introvert only talk to me. it's feel like old jammy is gone now. before tragedy she was kind and brave velliam:- that

"I made a tonic for your wounds. These should fix you up in no time." "Heal me then, doctor." Julien immediately strips and shows his naked body filled with scars, scabs, bruises. Gianni signals him to sit on a chair he positioned before him. "When we freed Calcister, the remaining Essenian guards broke free from their shackles and tried to assassinate me." Julien guides Gianni's hand to his chest, where a scar was. "They pointed a dagger to my heart, but I kicked them before they could kill me." "You are very strong, my prince." He takes a pea-sized portion of the viscous liquid and applies it to the scar on Julien's chest. "The wound should feel pain and cool thereafter."

I laugh with them as they say in chorus, “Julian, we missed you…” I ruffle Drago’s hair as I pull Nicolette and Wilma closer to place a kiss on their heads and say, “I missed you guys, too. You've been keeping out of trouble?” “Drago got caught sneaking down to the training field again. He was trying to fight with the older warriors.”

My strength and speed is what always got me by in a fight, but I knew a day would come where that wouldn’t be enough. Perhaps my time in the Blood Moon Pack wouldn’t be a complete waste after all. “That was impressive, Maia. You’ve got strength, we can work on the rest.” Dean complimented me, seeming genuinely surprised at how I’d faired against him. I was just about to reply when I felt a looming presence behind me. “I agree Dean, impressive for a rogue who’s never been trained.” Julius’ deep voice said from behind me, the slightest hint of an accusation in his tone.

Not when enemies like Samuel and what was left of the old guard were still circling, waiting for weakness. Back in the garden, Julian sat heavily on a marble bench, sweat clinging to his temples. His breath came in short, quiet gasps. Dr. Lee passed him a bottle of water and knelt slightly in front of him. “You pushed too hard.” “I didn’t fall.” “You almost did.” Julian shook his head. “I need to be able to defend myself. I can’t be dead weight.” “You need to recover. You’re no use to anyone if you rip your stitches and end up on the table again.”

Chazz stared at Julian with I-already-told-you-who-this-is face. Julian was seated on one of the couches when we entered. "My apologies Ms. Nina Perez. Not very social when I'm ready. My name is Julian Cesario, Alpha of the Madrid pack. Welcome to my home. Scarlett is upstairs getting ready to come down and meet you." I stare at him dumbfound at the way he talked. He was cool, calm and collective. "I'm not upset. I just want to see my best friend" I told him truthfully.

Julien urged, his voice gentle but firm. Finally, I took a deep breath and nodded. “Alright. But don’t let me fall, okay?” Julien smiled. “I’m tough, Doctor.” With a little foothold on a rock, I began to slowly climb onto his shoulders. I held onto the tree trunk while trying to balance. Julien supported me firmly, his hand gripping my thigh to keep me steady. “Just a little more… can you reach it?” he asked from below.

“I’m not official security, Ron. This is me doing you a massive favor. He almost broke my ribs.” That’s when I recognize him. In the porch light, it’s the flirty guy from Club Ombra. Julian Knox. Apparently, the Crimson Dragons’ most charismatic lieutenant is moonlighting as a babysitter. I scowl, pushing myself off the ground. I’m vibrating with a mix of fury and exhaustion. Julian winces, looking at Ron. “Damn, you weren’t joking when you said he was fierce. I think I’ll be feeling that kick for a month. You owe me hazard pay for this, Hwan.”

“It seems little Julien has done it again. And for that… I’ll let you live to fight another day” He leaned in slightly, and without breaking eye contact, dragged his claws across his own arm, slicing through flesh as blood welled instantly and thick drops fell onto Julien’s lips. Drink,” he commanded softly, the word more of a threat than kindness. Julien obeyed at once, parting his lips and swallowing every drop without hesitation. A second later, his body began to mend and within moments, his body was whole again. Dominik’s lips curled into a faint smirk as he watched.