Julia Avery Novels & Stories

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 [ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ⬛ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 : 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : 𝟏𝟑

Opening it, I searched for an ID and found her driver’s license. *Knock knock.* I placed her bag on the side table and walked to the door. When I opened it, I saw Gabriel standing there, his expression serious. “What’s wrong?” he asked as I stepped aside to let him in. “Who is she, Enzo?” “Well, according to her driver’s license, her name is Ava Rossi,” I said, watching him sniff the air before his back stiffened. “She is a rogue.” “Yes,” I confirmed, feeling the weight of the situation settle heavily on my shoulders.

"Scarlett." ******

"Since none of you have anything to say, I will take the liberty to let you know that loading has been already done. All you need is to be ready to reach its destination. Okay?" "Got it, ma'am." David pinned into his coat's pockets, returning to his job. Thalia headed out as well, leaving the rest in the warehouse. "Call my boy for instructions, Rivera," she spoke on the phone. "Work effectively, please. I need thorough work. This may be your best chance." She put the phone in her handbag and headed to a dark gray Mitsubishi Outlander parked outside the company gate where Julian stood still. He opened the car door for her, and she took a seat. Julian took his seat, fastened the seatbelt, and

After the humiliation she suffered at Walter's hands in that old warehouse, and then with her time in Avalon City coming to an end, her final act was to plan a night with Walter? "What's the use of talking about obsessions?" said Julia with a shrug as she lit up a fancy cigarette, blowing smoke rings casually in front of Alex. "Plus, if I hook up with Walter and Evangeline finds out, that could work out well for you too, right?" Alex looked doubtful, but Julia just blew another smoke ring and went on, "Let's cut to the chase. Before I came back to Avalon City, I had a little... restoration done."

“Still gave me the creeps.” Ava turned back to her work and let it go. Clients came and went. Phones rang. Hair dryers hummed. The afternoon carried on as if nothing out of place had happened. Across town, Julian sat in the back of his car. He tapped his screen, opening the file he’d built over the past week. Ava Hayes. 26. He moved through the limited details, business registration, home address, old social media photos from years back. No visible connection to the Volkov world.

I’m sure she and her mother would have a good laugh about this later, at my expense. “I’m sorry,” Julia whispered, her eyes averted to the ground. “But Ava...she’s innocent. I swear.” I’d had enough. I wanted to get the hell out of there. I’d more than my fair share of the human world and the wolves who pretended to be human.

“You're my son Avery, I love you but I can't let your people come shoot up Isla palace so that you can take Whitney and run off to only Goddess knows where. She's getting married,” “She's Not going to marry Nikolai, he took off and kidnapped Aurora. Dwayne is selling her as we speak to two Russian men. Goddess dad, do you have no sense when it comes to Dwayne?” “Sierra what are you doing here?” Archer seethes. That's when Avery's eyes met mine and he shoots off the car and strides towards me. Archer stood in front of me and I side stepped him grabbing Avery's hand. “What Dwayne does with his daughter is not our business she has to go back Avery,”

CHAPTER FIVE Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr! That was the alarm clock. Ava reached for it blindly and punched it off. She pulled the duvet past her stomach as she sat up and wiped her eyes sore. She walked into the toilet where she urinated, washed her face, and came out again. The alarm clock which was in the drawer close to her bed gave her a beautiful memory. The alarm clock was her twenty-sixth birthday gift. It reminded her of her mom’s elder sister; Aunt Caroline, her favorite relative. She remembered how she had left her home in Puerto Rico and traveled down just to see her after she had been admitted to the hospital. Aunt Caroline had never left her side until the last day she was discharged. They

After five minutes of proposing to Mila, Anna loaded the social networks with countless pictures and videos. She photoed many cute pictures and did an incredible assignment, sending them to different mass companies and bloggers. And the widespread hashtag was #Dimitri's fiance. She constructed many sweet lines of love on Dimitri’s behalf and made people judge he truly loved his fiance. But who was the lady? No one knew, and that was the task everyone had given themselves, wondering if Mila was a daughter of a billionaire.