Category: On A Pale Street

Unlike her last visit to the Iron Dog Pub, where she’d shown up in the middle of the day unannounced and with a green haired goblin to terrorize the patrons inside, or the visit prior where things had been sanitized for her and her human guest, this time Juliette gave Augustus Steele fair warning that she intended…

On the way back to the manor, Juliette casually explained to Myra that posh rich twats such as herself could call up equally as posh car services to drive them around town – no taxis need be involved. Hannah had a good bit of money saved up for herself, but even she found that a little wild.…

Juliette had no argument about resting more, especially has she had him well and perfectly captured as her personal pillow. This time when she slept, she did dream. Awful, grim, devastating things in a field of nightmares. But Juliette was so used to nightmares, she didn’t think twice about them. She tolerated two days of…

Leaning back did he take a moment to consider the work made by hand. Once more considering that of arms and legs. Not about to mess around with getting anything swung at him, lips tugged upon their corners. Feeling rather satisfied with the work done. Not that there was an effort to bound her mouth,…

Elisa’s mention of it being a busy day was an understatement. Frustrating and unexpected as Juliette thought that spending the day at home in the manor would’ve been far more restful than running errands in town or going into the Byron warehouse. Really, there was no one to blame but herself. She was the fool…

The entry itself to the house was generally quiet. Save the telltale sounds of footsteps coming up the stairs that was likely not the person Juliette thought to see. Although it might be stranger to witness a sloe crowned man carrying up a basket of laundry rather than Elisa. “Oh,” Bracing the basket against hip…

Try as Juliette might, with floor pacing and plotting, she could not seem to keep herself awake long enough to meet Jordan when he arrived home. Foolishly, she’d sat herself down on the sofa where she’d been promptly trapped by a purring feline and then she was swiftly out. Succumbed to exhaustion within moments. She…

Perhaps Jordan was lucky that Juliette was too wrapped up in the strangeness of this domestic outing to really put it to test just what she could get away with in terms of public affectionate spectacles. On exiting the car and linking her hands with his, filtrations were pushed to the back of her mind…

EARLIER IN THE DAY AND VAMPIRE FREE… It seemed silly to fret about a date with the man you’re about to marry. Yet, that is what Juliette found herself doing for most of the morning. During the final fitting for her wedding dress, to be sure the alterations were correct, she agonized on whether or…

Of course, even though she and Felix returned to the house in record time, it was a good two hours later before Hannah had finished her getting ready. One would think a simple switch of clothes would only take a few minutes at best! But the redhead had agonized over the right sort of outfit, even…

Besides being called like a cat and having to slightly stifle the laugh at her expense for doing so; there had come a private decision not to mention it at a later time either. Merely taking the effort of complying to the former asking. Once the homestead had given way to morning, he’d have already…

Morning came and had almost went by the time Juliette finally roused from her slumber. With the soft groan of complaint she gave, she might not have bothered to wake at all if she hadn’t spotted the time on the clock and remembered her house guest existed. Though, Hannah surely drank thrice as much as…

Terrorize his minions was putting it lightly. Especially considering how the man’s eyes had practically swivelled up to become dried peas within the skull that he had the nerve to call a head! While he was by no means a fan of Augustus either, the second coven leader was thankfully a lot more responsive than Emery ever…

It was soon to be discovered by the housekeeper that Juliette was as bad as Jordan when it came to working endlessly, but at least she kept a predictable schedule and meant every word about getting herself settled in the home as swiftly and efficiently as possible! Every morning she consistently sat down for a…

Once inside, she found herself closing the door and then promptly leaning against it with a heavy unexpected sigh and glancing about the empty spacious foyer with a frown. How difficult it was to have a nice afternoon when there was a quite literal reminder of her ex burning in the back of her mind!…

Sleeping in someone else’s bed was not something Juliette Byron was entirely comfortable with, though after an evening of social masking with colleagues and strangers as well as more entertaining exercise, sleep came quickly. Then, like most mornings, she was up at dawn, dressed and out the door without even stopping to have breakfast or a…

Come the Saturday of the engagement party Juliette was in high spirits. The photos they’d taken at dinner to make her announcement went exactly how she planned. The board of CEOs were quite interested in this new relationship (both personal and business), and were even more thrilled to be invited out to an exclusive location…

Before six, Juliette found herself strolling down the pier at a much more leisurely pace, spying about to see exactly which “glow” Jordan told her to look for. She’d changed her clothes again, knowing it was going to make her seem like some sort of superfluous diva, and damn it, she was willing to take that…

Juliette had a problem. And his name was Jordan Harrow. No, that wasn’t fair. Her actual problem was Arnould Byron, her duplicitous father, and current bane to her existence. If he hadn’t gambled away the family fortune and then start embezzling funds from their company, she never would have needed to entertain this ridiculous marriage contract in…

When one has already taken the poison, one might as well lick the plate. Water collected threatening to overwhelm that of the sewers this particularly wet evening. Spraying fountains of dirty splashes up under the tires of cars, coating their underbellies in the runoff of muck, grime and other unmentionable debris that simply aided that…