Yulia Rose Novels & Stories

She runs to my open arms, as I excuse myself from Drake and take Julia aside for a moment to console her. “What the hell happened Jackson, why is this happening?” Julia asks me. “He proposed she take him as her chosen mate, accept a Luna role and build his alliance,” I share with her. “She would never accept that, what was he thinking?” she whispers loudly. Just as we are talking Boyd comes around the corner, before I could stop her, Julia runs up to him and all you could hear was a resounding slap across his face. Anyone who was there turned to watch the show. Moving forward I pulled Julia back behind me. Even though Boyd was an Alpha he was a lower rank than Julia and wouldn’t hurt he

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

If he loved me, why'd he trash me in front of Charlotte? I couldn't stomach more of his fake, nauseating love. "You've got it all wrong. I'm not a rose. I was born to belong to this land. Someday, I'll fill this barren place with roses myself."

CHAPTER FIVE CALEB'S POV I picked up my lighter and pack of cigarettes and moved to the still figure. Her head was tilted down, her hair spreading out and hiding her face from my view. I has been slightly disappointed that the girl had refused to open her eyes and watch me fuck the shit out of Bella. The horrified look on her face when she saw my dick was gratifying and funny as hell. I shuffled my feet on the floor. She didn't even stir. I sighed and pushed her slightly on her shoulders. She still didn't stir a muscle

Rose ''Are you sure?'' Elis asks. I turn to look at him, seeing that we're actually eyeing Elia from afar. He has a smirk on his face while an unknown woman is currently sitting beside him—her dress splits nicely, showing off her long legs as she soothingly rub onto Elia's back. My heart aches at the way she touches him because that should be me instead of her. ''No,'' I mutter under my breath. ''I know I rarely say this but Rose, go and get your man back. Show him who's boss.'' He says, gripping onto my shoulders and making me smile immediately before I push the door open, entering the restaurant—an exclusive restaurant with hanging chandeliers and dim lights on the walls.

Rosa lunged at Rose with her fist ready. Rose showed no emotion as she caught the fist in her palm and twisted it. Rosa groaned as she glared at Rose. “I wouldn't be trying that if I were you, sweetheart.” Rose muttered before inserting her cigarettes into Rosa's mouth and releasing them. “You messed up my smoke time.” Yulia knew that the ladies' beliefs were different. Rosa was an FBI agent; she saved lives and took down bad guys, while Rose was the bad guy herself. Ruthless and uncaring.

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

The present interacts with the past, seeking to avoid mistakes. “I’ll run into the Central Library to see people today, I need to find out something. The librarian thought, not looking up from the monitor. Julia looked at the sleeping Alud. She sat timidly on the edge of the bed, afraid to disturb the wounded man. Her light beige dress pressed into the soft bed, creating clear folds at the hips, smoothly turning into a thin waist. Her crossed legs in black shoes were hidden under the fabric of the dress, just above the knees. Dark, shiny hair, like a monk's hood, fell over her shoulders, reaching a little to her shoulder blades, revealing only small areas between thick strands. A thin, delic

Liam replied. "Yulia, make sure to leave a great impression," the manager repeatedly urged before leaving. "So, your name's Yulia?" Liam immediately pulled her to sit on his lap. But the woman, Yulia Shaw, got up at once, terrified. "I'm sorry! My family is in dire straits, or I wouldn't be doing something like this… I just wanted to make a living as an escort and not sell my body. Can I… Can I just have a few drinks with you?"

"Yes, but a beauty that deceives. Roses got thorns that could prick you with a single missed touch, it may seem alluring in our eyes but it could be dangerous." I looked up at Yulian as he spoke. His eyes were fixed on the garden, the roses that appeared to glow like priceless gems. "Master Yulian?" a voice echoed on our backs. A girl with dark locks, deep-set brown eyes, wearing the same uniform as Alice-- a simple white dress with apron and headpiece-- approached us. "Yes, Katerina? How may I help you?" Yulian asked the girl in a singsong voice.