Aling Lucy Novels & Stories

"Come in and sit." Lucy nodded slightly and walked inside. She was wearing a very simple outfit, a white T-shirt with black pants and a necklace around her neck. Her short, slightly messy hair fell in a few strands at the corners of her eyes. She looked clean, sharp, and cool. She stopped beside the bed and looked at Anna, who was sitting propped up against the pillows. Lucy scratched her forehead with one finger. How was she supposed to start? Call her mentor right away? Or ease into it little by little?

“Now, let’s call the last member of the Campbell family, the youngest daughter, Lucy!” “She has been promoted recently to a good position because of the results of her hardwork and dedication towards her company.” “Let’s give her a warm greeting everyone!” Picado yelled. Lucy gets up on her feet, but her feets were stuck to the ground, making her unable to walk. “I…...”. “Why can’t my legs move?”. “Come here, Lucy!” Picado called from above the stage. Lucy looked up at him and smiled, tucking away the hair that fell over her face.

I didn’t wait for another word. “Lucy, we have to go,” I barked, already grabbing my keys. My pulse was a relentless roar in my ears as we sprinted to the car. The night city lights blurred past us in streaks of red and gold, but all I could see was Luna—pale, lifeless, struggling to breathe. Lucy sat beside me, pale and silent, her hand trembling in mine. “Jimmy,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Who would do this to her? She hasn’t hurt anyone.”

"You have to get better and help your husband with the business. You are good at it." Lucy had an MBA and had been working in a company as a department head but resigned when she got entangled with Roman. Lucy nodded, her head bobbed up and down. "Take care on your way." "Come and see me soon," Lucy demanded like a child. "Sure!" It was hard to bid goodbye to Lucy as she almost wanted to tie me so I would stay overnight in their apartment. It was raining cats and dogs when I was half a mile away to the base.

I shot back, keeping my tone steady, but boring holes into him with my eyes as he tried to mask the embarrassment. Lucy, though, didn't show a shred of remorse. She sauntered over to me, her gaze burning with dominance, like she ran the whole damn show. "Yeah, he called you back 'cause I told him to," she informed me. I avoided her eyes, my focus bouncing between Liam and Zane and back, my thoughts spinning at how he could possibly be getting his rocks off right there, with his dad at death's door. A chill ran through me as Lucy got closer, her mere vibe feeling like a direct insult. "I need you to grab some water from the creek nearby. It's for Zane's treatment," she stated, her voice thick

“ Well the thing is, I’m sure I saw a woman with the exact type of hair color this morning, at breakfast” Lucy’s words made Anna stop abruptly, her neck snapped to look at Lucy with such speed that she thought it would snap in two. “ What?!” She asked, eyes wide open.” Lucy! Do you even know what you’re saying?!” “ Yes Anna. I know I saw someone like that at breakfast… I’m sure of it and I even saw her again at— Arghhh!!!!” Lucy was still talking when she felt something grab her arms and yank her backwards painfully, causing her to yell out in both shock and horror.

She reached out to grab Eva’s arm, but Eva quickly dodged her. Lucy decided to allow herself to fall when she failed to grab Eva. The muffled echo of her falling sounded in the lounge. Everyone else in the lounge turned to look, and they quickly came over when they saw Lucy on the ground. “Are you alright, Miss Lucy?” “It’s cold on the ground. You should get up.” “You’re pregnant, Miss Lucy. Let us see if you’re hurt anywhere.” Everyone began helping Lucy up from the floor. Eva was not bothered to stay. She lowered her head to grab her children’s hands. However, she noticed Lucy looking angrily at her.

She missed Fidelia so much; the more she missed Fidelia, the more her heart ached. Lucy took a white rose in Anna's hand; she plucked each petal and floated it along the water. At this moment, she couldn't tell if the tears were falling or the salty taste of the sea breeze. She clenched her fist to suppress the pain in her heart. She still couldn't accept the punishment Alisa received when she took Fidelia's life. The price that Alisa must receive is death. After that, Lucy did not return with Alex and Anna or go with Kenny. She made an appointment with Jack in an empty alley and told him of her plan.

Lincoln stepped forward. "Maybe you could exchange that gift of life with a little paperwork? Believe me, with George Berger you will be dead before you know it. Just try to stay alive for as long as possible so we get our monthly pay. We have a deal don't we!" Lucy paused... Her mouth opened to make words. But just like her heart, her world, her soul, and her spirit, her voice was broken. Her knees remained slumped to the floor. Her heart burned with an intense heat as pain, like a stab coursed through her body.

A year ago, she had to ask me for a credit card to buy a new pair of shoes. "She’s a thief, Tyler! I’m telling you, she’s a common thief!" Lucy’s voice cut through the room like a piece of glass. She was pacing the hand-woven rug, her silk robe fluttering behind her. Her face was flushed, her eyes wide with a manic energy that had become her default setting lately. "She used stolen money to humiliate us tonight," Lucy snapped, stopping in front of me and waving a manicured hand in my face. "There’s no way she made that much money on a few bottles of fermented grapes."