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Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 1The grand doors of Everstone Mansion slammed shut behind Elias with a deafening sound. He stumbled down the stone steps, heart hammering so hard he thought it might break through his ribs. It was betrayal.It was shame.It was fear."You have no place here," Lord Everstone had spat at him minutes ago, his eyes gleaming with disgust."You filthy little whore."Elias could still taste Tristan on his lips—sweet, desperate, forbidden. And he could still hear Tristan’s voice, trembling and terrified, as he shoved Elias away in front of everyone."I didn't want it! He forced me!"Lies.Every word a dagger straight into Elias’s gut.He wrapped his arms around himself, forcing his legs to move down the driveway. His boots crunched against the gravel. His hands trembled. His throat was raw from the words he couldn't scream.He hadn’t forced Tristan.They had kissed because Tristan had wanted it—begged for it in the shadows of the east garden. Elias had trusted him. Trusted that maybe
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 2Lucian had felt it—a searing, sudden pain that tore through his chest like claws. Not physical, not even psychic. Just… wrong. Something was wrong. He couldn’t explain it, couldn’t ignore it.He left without a word, slipping into the night. The city blurred past him as he followed the pulse—something in his bones guiding him. It led him to a goddamn alley.And that’s when he saw them.Three men.One boy.They surrounded him like jackals, knives glinting in the dim light, laughter sharp and cruel. The scent of Elias’s fear hit him first—raw, bitter, and far too familiar.Lucian didn’t remember moving.One heartbeat they were standing, jeering.The next—ripped apart. Torn to pieces. Screams cut short. Blood painted the concrete like art.Lucian stood amidst the wreckage, chest heaving. His hands were drenched in crimson. It dripped from his knuckles, slid down his wrist. His heart was still hammering, not from the kill—but from what nearly happened.To him.Elias.The boy stood
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 3Elias woke with a start, heart pounding. The room was dim, the fire in the hearth reduced to glowing embers. He remembered the blood, the silver-eyed man—Lucian. And now…he was alone.Good. He needed to leave.He threw off the heavy blanket covering him, shivering as the cold bit into his skin. Every muscle protested, but he stumbled to his feet, stubbornness pushing him onward. He wasn’t going to stay with a murderer, even if he’d been the one saved.Quietly, he padded toward the door. It creaked as he opened it, but the dark hallway beyond was empty. Holding his breath, he crept forward, each step careful, deliberate.The front door came into view.Almost there."Where the hell do you think you're going?" Lucian’s voice cracked like a whip through the silence.Elias flinched violently, spinning around. Lucian stood in the shadows, arms crossed, silver eyes burning."Away from you!" Elias snapped, hating how his voice shook. "I'd rather take my chances with the monsters in t
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CHAPTER 4"Zah’reth nujta, veth riel."Deep, echoing, in a language older than the stars."Zah’reth nujta, veth riel!"The voice again—louder, harsher. A command. A curse.Lucian stood in the middle of a blackened field, the sky above him cracked with veins of red lightning. Smoke curled from the ground, thick and acrid, tasting of blood and ashes. The air pulsed with unseen power—heavy, suffocating.Figures moved around him, cloaked in tattered robes, their faces hidden. They spoke rapidly, each word dripping like venom."Velan thros di’akar. Shira veth sul!”Their chants twisted the very air, making it hum and ripple.Lucian’s heart thundered against his ribs. His fingers twitched by his side, aching for a weapon he did not remember holding.In front of him, Elias knelt—but it wasn’t Elias, not truly.This version of him was clothed in something strange—elegant, ceremonial, stained dark at the edges with what could only be blood.His eyes—those damnable, unforgettable eyes—shone wit
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 5Lord Everstone stood at the head of the grand dining table, his palms flat against the polished wood, knuckles white with rage."What do you mean, he has powers?" he snarled, his voice low but deadly.Across from him, a cloaked figure stood calmly, the firelight casting deep shadows over his face. His voice was steady, almost eerily calm."Elias is not what he appears to be. His blood is old. Powerful. He carries within him magic that predates even your House."A crack of lightning split the sky outside, illuminating Lady Everstone where she sat, pale and rigid, her hands trembling slightly in her lap.Lord Everstone’s glare was murderous. He turned on Tristan, who stood by the door, eyes wide and face pale."You worthless, spineless brat!" Lord Everstone roared.Before Tristan could react, Lord Everstone’s hand whipped across his face with a brutal crack. Tristan stumbled backward, one hand flying to his burning cheek."Father…" he croaked, but the word died in his throat un
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 6
The fork whistled through the air, striking the wall with a vicious thunk an inch from Tristan's head.Tristan let out a high, startled cry, flinching so hard he nearly toppled from his chair.Lucian's voice followed, low and disdainful."Watch your tongue, before I tear it from your skull."Tristan coughed, red-faced, smoothing back his hair with a shaking hand."Temper, temper," he wheezed. "We're all friends here, aren't we?"Lucian said nothing. His eyes — cold, crimson, and pitiless — pinned Tristan like a specimen.At the head of the long, dark table sat Lord Sebastian Everstone, Tristan’s father — his posture rigid, his hands neatly folded atop the polished mahogany as though he were attending a church service, not a meeting soaked in thinly veiled bloodlust."Enough childishness," Lord Everstone said, his tone crisp, historical — the voice of ancient nobility, polished sharp over centuries."We are not here to bicker. We are here to retrieve what is ours."Lucian tilted his hea
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 7Elias lay in bed, his body still heavy with exhaustion. His mind, however, refused to quiet.Lucian.His touch. His voice. The way he looked at him, like Elias was something forbidden yet irresistible.Why wasn’t he scared of him?He should be. He should be terrified. Lucian wasn’t human—he was a predator, a creature that fed on blood, and yet… Elias felt no fear. Instead, there was a gnawing curiosity, a pull that made his stomach twist in ways he didn’t understand.I’m not afraid of him at all, Elias thought drowsily, his heavy eyelids finally slipping shut.The next time he woke, the room was bathed in the golden hues of late afternoon. His limbs were still sore, but the dizziness had faded.Beside the bed, a tray of food sat waiting for him.Elias hesitated for a moment, staring at the neatly arranged plate. Did Lucian leave this?He swallowed, pushing the thought aside before hunger won over. He picked up the silverware and began eating, though each bite felt like a dis
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-04Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 8
The Hall of Ascendancy shimmered with light not born of sun nor flame.Thousands of delicate bulbs — small, crystalline vessels — floated in perfect rows, suspended midair, each pulsing gently with contained power.At the center of the hall, a long table of molten gold stretched endlessly, where the Elders of the Heavenlies sat, cloaked in robes of silver and blue.A younger scribe, barely more than a fledgling, moved down the rows, counting carefully under his breath."One thousand, three hundred, and thirty-seven..." he murmured, brow furrowed, his fingers glowing faintly as he tallied.He reached the end of the final row and froze.A space — a single, perfect space — sat empty among the bulbs.His heart nearly stopped."Elder Samael," he called, his voice shaking, "something is... amiss."Across the hall, Samael rose from his seat, his face unreadable."What is it?" he demanded, already moving with frightening speed.The scribe bowed low, pointing with a trembling hand."One is miss
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Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 64
CHAPTER 64The morning sun filtered through the windows of the mansion, golden light slanting across the polished floors. Despite the brightness, the air felt heavy—quiet in a way that unsettled the three who stepped into the kitchen.Dorian, Kai, and Lucian moved slowly, glancing toward the table where Elias already sat.He didn’t look up.His hair had turned completely white overnight, cascading like a veil over his sharp features. His eyes, though half-lidded, still glowed faintly—a dull, distant light pulsing from within. He hadn’t touched the untouched plate of food in front of him. He just sat there. Silent.Kai whispered, “He hasn’t moved?”“No,” Lucian murmured, leaning on the counter. “He’s been like this since the basement. The power hasn’t left him.”Dorian stepped closer. “Elias,” he said gently. “Are you alright?”No answer.Kai frowned, moving to pour himself tea. “This isn’t good. He’s not even blinking. It’s like… he’s watching something we can’t see.”Lucian’s jaw tic
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 63
CHAPTER 63Cassiel’s voice broke through the silence first. “Enough games, Serros. Tell us what you know.”Serros grinned, dark eyes gleaming. “Oh, I missed this... the fire in your voice, Cassiel. Still clinging to your high ground after all these years?”“Serros,” Amaria said firmly.That made him pause. He tilted his head toward her with a smirk that bordered on mocking. “Amaria. The only one here I might consider listening to. Fine.”He took a deep breath, running a hand through his silver hair, expression darkening. “Erethar is not just a snake. You all know that.”Murmurs rippled through the council.“He is incomplete,” Serros continued, “and that makes him desperate. What you saw—what now walks in the skin of that poor, dead boy Luca—is but a fraction of what Erethar once was.”Erelah narrowed her eyes. “What is he looking for?”Serros turned slowly toward her. “Power. A vessel. A key.”Then his gaze slid toward Amaria. “And I suspect... it’s our little Elias who holds what he
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 62
CHAPTER 62The Hall of Ascendancy was ancient, carved into the high cliffs of Seraph's Reach. Gleaming crystal pillars stretched to the heavens, casting prismatic shadows on the marble floor below. Amaria stood at the center, her eyes glowing faintly gold beneath her hood, the silken threads of her robes whispering as she turned to face the approaching footsteps.Cassiel arrived first, his silver armor reflecting the light of the sunstone. "You summoned us, Amaria?""Yes," she said simply.Raziel appeared next, his dark robes billowing like smoke, his expression unreadable. "I assumed this was another matter concerning Elias.""It isn't," Amaria said. "This is older. More dangerous."Erelah descended in near silence, her hair flowing like moonlight, her eyes wide and curious. "You look disturbed, Amaria. That rarely happens."Amaria nodded solemnly and extended her hand. A glowing orb hovered above her palm, and within it flickered an image—a man with dark hair and golden eyes, his ve
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 61
CHAPTER 61The castle's lower halls trembled with the aftermath of Tristan’s rage. Guards lay scattered—some unconscious, others groaning in pain—as he paced through the corridor, fire simmering beneath his skin."Stupid. Stupid!" he shouted, kicking over a pillar of armor with a loud clatter. "You're risking everything—*everything*—because you want to parade around like some cursed prince!"From the shadows, Luca emerged, seemingly unfazed. He moved with that calm, predatory grace, the kind that made your instincts scream before your mind could catch up."Watch your tone," Luca murmured, his voice smooth, but laced with venom.Tristan whirled on him, red in the face. "Don't give me that look. You're not even him. You're just wearing his fucking skin."A muscle ticked in Luca’s jaw."You think I don't know? You might fool them, but not me."Something shifted in the air, like all the oxygen had been sucked out. In the blink of an eye, Luca pinned Tristan to the stone wall, a clawed han
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 60
CHAPTER 60The wind was still howling when Kai opened the portal.It shimmered in the air like torn glass, the center pulsing with silver light. None of them spoke. The night—the celebration, the laughter, the peace—was gone.Ruined.Elias stood close to Lucian, casting glances at him every few seconds as if expecting him to disappear. The older vampire walked slower than usual, but his face was unreadable. Blank.He didn’t flinch as they all stepped through.The mansion swallowed them in familiar silence. The warmth of the wards felt suffocating now, too clean, too bright after everything they’d witnessed. Kai closed the portal behind them, and the noise from the outside world vanished entirely.Dorian ran a hand through his silver hair. “Well. That was a shitshow.”Lucian didn't reply. He was already heading toward the staircase.Elias followed him without a word.Kai gave Dorian a look but didn’t stop them.*****Lucian sat on the edge of his bed, his jacket peeled off and discarde
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 59
CHAPTER 59For a moment, the world held its breath.Lucian’s aura burned, cold fire crackling around him, blue and silver, ancient and furious. The kind of energy that made blood freeze and bone shiver. Even the shadows around them recoiled from it. He wasn’t just a vampire—he was something far older, something ascendant.But before anyone could move, Elias’s body lurched.His eyes rolled back, and a different voice came out of his mouth—not Elias’s, not even Thal’rean’s.It was Azazel.Low. Commanding. Otherworldly.“Enough. Bow.”The power in that word shattered the tension like glass.The Shadowborn froze, mid-step, their glowing eyes flickering uncertainly. Then—one by one—they dropped to their knees, faces bowed to the dirt.Luca stepped back, eyes wide. “What—?”Azazel, still in Elias’s body, tilted his head, dark eyes narrowing on the creatures. “I said bow. Obey.”And they did.Like whipped dogs, they pressed their grotesque forms into the earth, trembling before him.Azazel t
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 58
CHAPTER 58Lucian’s world tilted.He barely registered Elias gasping, or Kai inching forward with glowing hands. All he could see was him.Luca.His twin.Dead.Gone.Buried.“This isn’t real,” Lucian whispered, taking a step forward. “I watched you die. I saw your body—your blood—your empty fucking eyes.”Luca tilted his head, mockingly sympathetic. “I know. Wasn’t it tragic?”Lucian’s fists clenched. “You’re not him. You can’t be him.”“But I am,” Luca said, voice dipped in honey and venom. “Want proof? Remember that time we switched places for a week and not even Mother noticed? Or the scar you gave me—here—” he reached behind his left ear, brushing aside dark strands of hair “—after I snuck into the cellar and broke your favorite blade?”Lucian staggered back a step.No one else would know that.Only Luca.Elias looked between them, throat tight. The knife wasn’t at his neck anymore, but Luca still held him close, like a trophy he hadn't decided to destroy yet.Dorian’s voice was
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 57
CHAPTER 57The moment they stepped into the mansion, it felt like the air shifted.Elias didn’t say a word as he walked through the arched doorway. His steps were slower than usual, heavy with the weight of everything that had unfolded—powers awakened, secrets unearthed, and the unsettling truth that something darker was beginning to stir. The air inside was cooler, the scent of lavender oil and aged parchment wrapping around him like a familiar cloak.Dorian was the last to enter, his expression unreadable as he shut the door behind them. The place was his—his sanctuary, his home—but even it felt different now, as though touched by everything that had followed them inside.“Feels weird coming back here,” Kai muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.Dorian said nothing, but his gaze swept the hall like he was assessing it with new eyes.Just as Elias was about to head toward the stairs, footsteps echoed down the hallway. Martha, one of the longtime housekeepers, emerged from the shadow
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 56
CHAPTER 56The Hall of Ascendancy, once a sanctuary of harmony, now roared with divine fury.Samael’s voice cracked like thunder against the golden walls. “Who put Tzareth in that bulb?”The young scribe, barely out of his initiation rites, stood trembling beneath the weight of a thousand eyes. His robes, once pristine, clung to him in sweat-damp folds as he stammered, “I-I don’t know, Elder Samael. The records— They say it was sealed in Vault Four—”“Vault Four,” Zevran snarled, rising to his feet with a growl. “Tzareth was never meant to be in a prophecy vessel! You imbecile!”“Zevran,” Seraphiel snapped, his calm cracking, “it was not the scribe who sealed the bulb. You know this. None of us thought the vault would be compromised.”“We? Or you?” Zevran’s eyes blazed. “Your division was responsible for the Bulb Registry during that century!”“Enough!” Samael slammed his hand against the molten table. The impact sent ripples through the air, disturbing several of the remaining bulbs
