The Justice Novels & Stories

"Like it's easy? The dude brings girls home more than the times he changes his clothes. How do you expect me not to put my nose in his business? What if he knocks up a girl?" Willow heard the door open in the background. "Can you shut up already?" Jude's voice could be heard. "I'll shut up when you start listening to me," Eve retorted. "Right? Because you're queen Elizabeth iii," Jude stated and Willow laughed at his snarky comment.

Sparing her would mean ignoring all that. But yet, I could not forget Ryder's pain and the anguish in his eyes. I took a deep breath and steadied myself. “Justice is not revenge. Let us do it right,” I muttered to myself. “James,” I called, my voice calm but commanding. He looked up.

Her high pitched voice pierced into the atmosphere, “I’m an adult! One old enough to know what injustice looks like!” “Really?” The alpha asked inquisitively although his anger was palpable. “Tell me, what is Justice?” “Justice is doing the right thing. Not being unjust to a loyal person! How can Valerie’s parents serve so diligently even to the point of losing their lives yet….” Breaking down shortly in tears. “Yet, you want to demote her to being a mere omega. That’s unfair!” “So you were eavesdropping on my conversation?” “Dad, that’s not the point.”

“I’m staying. I gave the order. I’ll help implement it.” “Justice…” Tiger frowned. “Enough.” Justice unbuttoned the top of his shirt. “I’m staying.” He stared at the cell. “We need him flat, not restrained against the wall. That would definitely remind him of Mercile. No automated pulley systems either. The sound of the motors might trigger flashbacks.”

150 Justice Justice danced with Kit, a female Species she’d talked to often at the women’s dorm. Her light red hair fell to her shoulders. She stood about six feet tall and had beautiful catlike eyes. She wore a black leather miniskirt and a half shirt to reveal her taut belly. Jessie spied shapely legs that seemed to go on forever down to her sexy spiked heels. It probably accounted for why she appeared to be almost as tall as the man who held her tightly in his embrace as they moved together. Justice was a great dancer. He’s a panther, Jessie remaindered herself. They were graceful animals and it showed in the seductive way he moved. His muscular arms

I cannot deny that since my actions are screaming the fact. Well, I just really love my job and I dedicated my whole self for this. I did not study more than ten years in law school just to sit there and wait for the opponent to win the case. I'm competitive in everything. Justice must only serve the truth. And as a lawyer, I will make sure that justice would punish those who deserve.

Without justice I would never have gotten away from that place. The two Alphas have been sat beside me for hours. I daren’t look at them. Every time I do something inside me makes me want to make them happy, to answer their questions. I can’t give in, it will only make me weak, the more they know, the higher the chance of them sending me back. Kendrick doesn’t take kindly to people keeping his things from him. I accepted my fate when I refused him. Then Justice came forward and almost tore his arm off before he could finish his disgusting assault. Hearing his blood curdling scream was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I hope he is left disfigured and dysfunctional for the rest of

Justice’s room. “Hey,” I say, waving at Justice before stopping at the doorway. “How are you doing?” “What do you mean by that,” Justice asks, stopping to look at me. “I mean, how are you doing? Are you okay?” “I’m fine. How are you?” “I’m fine too. Just wondering what we’re going to be fighting soon. And who exactly?” “May I offer you a bit of advice,” Justice says. “Sure. What is it?” “Don’t think about that kind of thing. Be focused on the here and now. Don’t worry too much about what’s going to happen or what could happen. Believe it. It’ll drive you nuts.”

Ryan lit his cigarette and took a deep drag, gazing into the distance at the ceiling of his 3x4-meter office, filled with case files on crimes in the city of Chicago. "To be honest, you've misnamed her. Themis is the goddess of justice, whose statue is displayed in the courthouse. Athena is the goddess of wisdom and the protector of heroes," Emily corrected with a light laugh. She continued her jest, "I'll protect Lieutenant Benjamin Roosevelt like Athena does for him if he's willing to cooperate with me on the case involving Senator Crawford's son!" Emily's words made the captain groan and furrow his brow. "You still don't get it, Em! Alright, what case are you so eager to imprison the sena

So, I let my tears fall freely. I would make sure justice is served for my most beloved Grandpa. The next morning, I gathered the evidence and went to court. When I sat down, Stuart gave me a conflicted look. Madison even invited her lecturers and university classmates to her hearing. She said she wanted to clear her name and prove her innocence. Upon seeing the thick stack of evidence in front of me, she mocked, "Veronica, where did you come up with all this fake evidence? I'm telling you, made-up stories don't hold up in court. The judge won't help you just because he pities you."