Novels By Julia Quinn Novels & Stories

"Hi Caleb, it’s Julia. I need to talk to you… alone. Please don’t tell Michael. I know you’re probably at the meeting with him, but I want to plan a surprise." I sat at a restaurant, legs crossed, sipping orange juice in silence. Men were easy to manipulate when you became the dominant woman. If I had realized that in my first life, maybe I would never have known what it felt like to bleed to death. The memory hit hard. A sharp pulse at the back of my neck followed it, like a ghost of pain. I gripped the amulet hidden beneath my clothes and took a deep breath. I just needed to move forward. This time, I had the advantage. I just had to stay focused, and I would win.

She did wear glasses, but always had the best frames, the ones that enhanced her fox-like face more than detracting from it. 'I never read anything by her.' I remarked. 'She's a bit like Kelly Link, or Caitlin R Kiernan.' Lacey answered, turning back to look at me. 'Just as weird, but not quite as good.' Julia said, from where she was sitting beside me. Julia was the punk/artsy friend, and, unlike Lacey, she looked exactly like you'd expect. Right down to the dyed pixie cut. 'I never read them either.' I admitted. Though I did read some Caitlin Kiernan later on, something about messed up kids in Alabama and angels and spider creatures. It was good, but Julia was right, it was weird as hell.

“Julia, listen to yourself. These are young people. Interns. NovaCorp is careful. Too careful. They could be wrong. Or exaggerating. Or trying to impress you.” Sheldon seized on that. “Exactly. Or trying to win your sympathy. Or your heart.” Julia’s expression hardened for the first time. “This isn’t about romance.” Her mom pressed on, unable to stop herself. “You know how dangerous it is to build a war on unverified whispers. What if they’re feeding you stories because they think it gives them importance?” Julia inhaled slowly, steadying herself. “I asked that question too, Dad,” she said. “So I tested them. I asked for specifics. Dates. Names. Cross-references. Not theories. Patterns.”

I dropped the letters and stepped back, clutching my chest. My whole world felt like it was falling apart right in front of me. The queen only watched me quietly, her eyes filled with something I couldn’t read..maybe guilt, maybe pity. “Now you understand why you were drawn to Lucian,” she said softly. “It wasn’t just fate, Jules. It was blood.” I couldn’t breathe. All I could hear was the sound of my heartbeat pounding in my ears, and the truth that shattered everything I thought I knew.

If you fancy a new read before I upload my next book. You can read my other stories by finding them on my GoodNovel author profile. The Santos Pack Series •Fated to the Lycan Prince - Book 1 •The Rise of the Alpha Luna - Book 2 His Luna - this was my first book, it’s short but a nice quick read. What am I reading? I’m currently reading some of the books by Jessica Hall, and also Author Muse. I’m also reading - The Alpha Games by Sian Fleming. Which is available on Good Novel.

I parked and stayed in the dark for a long time, then I made my way straight into my study and banged the doors shut; the noise echoed down the hallway. Inside the study, I poured myself two shots of whisky from my collection, taking the drink at once as I felt the burning sensation down my chest. On the third shot, I ran my hands across my keyboard, typing Selene's name into my search console. SELENE QUINN The screen flooded with images. There are so many pictures of her in the press interviews. Her name is on the patents, even keynote panels. Thousands of photos of her and Kairo together creating memories.

Financial publications. He pressed another button on the intercom. “Connect me with Julia Reyes.” Within seconds the call connected. “Victor,” Julia’s voice said brightly. “What can I do for you?” Julia Reyes was one of the most influential media consultants in the city. She specialized in shaping public narratives. Victor’s tone remained relaxed. “I need a story circulated.” “What kind?” “One involving Damian Blackwood.” Julia chuckled softly. “There are already plenty of those lately.” “Yes,” Victor said.

assistant"> Julia’s First-Person POV The silence after Ava left felt worse than the screaming. It sat heavy in the room, thick with shock and fear, while everyone avoided looking directly at me. Because now they knew. Not just whispers. Not just rumors. The truth. Julia Bennett. Hidden heir. Protected child. The girl at the center of the Bennett scandal. My stomach twisted violently. I pulled my hand from Alan’s grasp and stepped away, needing space to breathe. But breathing felt impossible when dozens of eyes kept sliding toward me with curiosity and calculation.

I nod as the elevator doors open, and he takes my hand, pulling me inside. Riley Julia is so many things. Beautiful, kind, brave, strong, but above all else, she is a complete mind-blow. With my lifestyle, my business... my money, I've met every kind of woman that you can imagine and yet, I've never met a woman like her. I've had more than one woman chase me solely for financial gain, even had women try to rinse me when they already have money themselves but still want more. But Julia has nothing; no home, no car, no job and no money.

Maybe i don’t know her enough like i had claimed to. “No.” One word. A vow. Because julia wasn’t something i would just throw away, or a debt to be paid. She was mine. And i’d burn the world to ashes before i let anyone take her from me. “What do they want from Julia?” i asked. “Who is she to them?” They’ve made an attempt to take her from me before, to the point i began to suspect if she’s a vescari but i had knew her and neither does she have a blood relation to the Vescari.