Jules Hedgehog の小説・ストーリー

“I appreciate you not saying anything to Billy and Belle about their…bloodline.” Pele nodded, his face firm. Jules let out a cry as he stumbled over a rock. “Oh my god,” he gasped. “What was that? Was that…an animal?” He whipped his head from side to side, even though he couldn’t see anything. I sighed in exasperation. “It was just a rock, Uncle Jules,” Billy said kindly. “You’re perfectly fine,” I assured Jules. “This is a dense forest. There’s just lots of debris. We’ll go slow. Billy is looking out for you.”

As they crossed into the clearing, Jules’s silhouette appeared briefly behind them, his form blending with the night. Rio called out softly, “Jules, stay safe. We’ll need you.” Jules’s voice was distant but firm. “I’ll buy you time. The hunter won’t catch you if I can help it.” With that, Jules vanished into the shadows again, choosing to face the dangers alone. The group slipped inside, the door closing behind them like a shield against the night. The swamp fell silent once more—but the war had only just begun.

Exelle "Hey," Jules greeted me with a warm smile as soon as her eyes met mine upon entering the grand entrance of the hall. Jules has been my friend since our high school days, and her creative talent as an interior designer always left me in awe. We shared a history, just like Sam, and she knew about the profound struggles I had faced in the past. Time seemed to have stood still for Jules; he still possessed that porcelain rosy skin and a perfectly slim physique, resembling a true deity. It was undeniable that he had inherited his mother's striking features, Aunt Juliean.