The Justice Novels & Stories

Justice looked at the small bandage on his arm, the mark of his first act of true charity. He looked at Ava, his eyes filled with a complicated mix of love and resolve. "Ava," Justice said, his voice raspy but firm. "No." Ava flinched as if he had struck her. She pulled her hand back, her face pale. "I understand. You want your own life. You want" "No," Justice interrupted, reaching out to take her hand. "I’m saying no to the hiding. I’m saying no to running for the rest of our lives while they live in our houses and sleep in our beds."

And he can be much stronger than Rampage! "You're an officer. If you are passionate in this profession, you can answer me with all your honesty. Now, answer me. What is justice?" I can see Lawrence worried to death about his father but can't do anything. His team pointed their guns to Rampage Kirk, but Uncle Mattias signalled them not to. So, they pointed it down, not letting their guards down. "Justice? There are many definitions for that. It could mean righteousness, neutrality, lack of prejudice, lawfulness, know no bias. And one in court. Justice is being used for fairly judgements and punish criminals who will be found guilty."

"Stop being such a child!" Justice pushed him away again, snarling at him, his eyes taking on their beast form. "Keep the fuck away from, or this will not end well!" Javier clenched his fists. "Are you kidding me? You want to fight with me because I am trying to save your life from your mate who tried to murder you!" "Stop talking! Be quiet!" Justice screamed. "It hurts to know that my own mate attempted to murder me, but I can't just abandon him!"

But with quiet, rooted certainty. Because justice wasn’t loud. It was inevitable.

Jack saw me and did not even seem surprised. He frowned a little, looking at me like I was something on the bottom of his shoe. "You followed me all the way here? You sure don't give up. But I'm not here to play games with you today. I'm here to defend Yvonne's brother in court." It felt like my whole body was being ripped apart, and a huge weight crushed my chest so much that I could not breathe. "Do you even know who you're helping? He's a killer! He's the one who took our daughter from us!"

No regret, no hesitation, only justice. And this company… was finally mine again.

“Now come on, let's get you justice.” TBC!!

"Nice slap. One slap for one life. It was worth it." "You're insane! Don't tell me… you arranged for Serena to do that too." "No, I didn't arrange their meeting," Joe argued. "I only had someone tell her when and where Finn would be, along with a reminder that this would be her last chance at justice for her son's case. "As for why she would drive up a mountain while her brakes were faulty, how is that any of my business? I'm not a mechanic." Yuna glared at him, her eyes bloodshot. "You're absolutely inhumane, Joe!"

Now… I had something far more valuable to protect. "I hate giving them more time,” I muttered. "I know," she replied. "What if they disappear?" I asked and she reached for my hand. "They won't,” she muttered. "How can you be so sure?" I asked. "Because they're making mistakes,” she replied and I frowned. "People who think they've won become careless,” She continued gently. "They already are,” she muttered. I looked at her and she squeezed my fingers. "Justice isn't about acting first, Logan. It's about acting once and never having to do it again,” she said with a smile.

Ashton asked, glancing at his secretary. "Four weeks, sir." "See?! Four weeks! Four motherfucking weeks! You're hiding, you bastard!" Ashton was enraged. He pointed the gun even closer to the old man when he saw the tiny droplets of tears forming on the corner of the old man's eyes. You surely don't want to mess with Ashton Santocildez. You wouldn't dare.