Screenwriter Juno Novels & Stories

Claire exposing who Jaylen is getting involved with would only lead to an outburst of emotions and the somewhat peace that the family has at the moment would be disrupted and which automatically would affect the moment she wants to spend with Jayden. The moment she walked into the dining room, she could feel his burning stare on her skin. To appease Jayden, Juno had worn a sexy fitting red dress knowing how red turns every part of Jayden on. She had plans of using tonight to probably make a baby because being on her heat is an added advantage. It might seem like obsession but Juno would do all it takes to keep Jayden in her life. "Is there a new person?" Meagan whispered at Juno on a low ton

flashbacks Jia Juno was sixteen when their parents married. Kai was nineteen, already under the thumb of the Juno crime syndicate, already blooded, already breaking ribs for information in the marble basements below the estate. He knew it the moment he saw her. The moment she glided barefoot into the room, eyes like lit coals, hair a dark spill over a lace nightgown too sheer for decency. She had no shame. And he had no salvation.

“I was wrong. I shouldn’t have judged her without seeing the full picture.” With that, he turned and headed upstairs, almost as if making a quick escape. Julian stroked his chin with two fingers and muttered, “He actually admitted he was wrong. After what happened, I thought he’d completely given up on women.” Stellar was surprised. From the sound of it, Edwin had a story of his own. Maybe he wasn’t inherently a player after all? Just as she was about to ask, Julian swiftly changed the subject. “Anyway, Stellar, now that you’ve read the script, what do you think? The screenwriter is an old friend of mine—he’s spent over a year refining it, rewriting it dozens of times.

"You were loud." "Fair enough," Juno turned his glass slowly on the table. "Yeah nine months, I thought it was going somewhere real, I guess he had other plans." He said it plainly without any drama and no attempt to make Soren feel sorry for him. "Your turn, what's the whiskey for?" "Work." "Just work?" "Just work." Juno looked at him for a second like he was deciding what to say then he nodded and let it go. That was surprising too, most people didn't let things go with Soren, they either pushed harder or got nervous and looked away. Juno did neither, he just accepted the answer and went back to his drink and started singing quietly under his breath like he was perfectly okay.

For the first time, Rhett Voss looked breakable. “Be careful what you run from, Juno,” he said softly. “Sometimes it’s the only thing that ever truly wanted you.” Then he opened the door and walked out. The click of the door closing was deafening. Juno stood frozen, staring at the space where he’d been, her breath shallow, her vision blurring. Then her knees gave out. She dropped to the floor, pressing her hands to her mouth as a sob tore out of her chest. Tears poured down her face, unstoppable.

King Torvald said to the women before leaving with her uncle and Ondrink. END OF FLASHBACK Juno was glad to see Jovita but the bruises already appearing on her body, the bite marks, and her tear-stained face angered him. ‘Torvald made fools out of all of us all these years. He didn’t save her back then, he tricked her. But how?’ Juno thought. ***

My heart feels so heavy, and I'm second-guessing telling Declan everything as I can't even see his face, and I don't know what he's thinking. "How did you get the poison?" He finally speaks after my revelation. His voice is so low and deep that I fear tonight would be the end of whatever we share. He might finally reject me. Who in his right senses would want to be with a murderer like me? Juno stands, shakes her head, and willingly walks back to the dark hole. Her expression was enveloped with pain and sadness. “She sent me to a neighboring park to get the poison. All I had to do was give the woman some money and she'll give me the poison."