Novel & Cerita Arcana Lucio

"It was the perfect hiding place, Lucien. You thought you were keeping her safe from your mother, while I was using your money to monitor the restoration of her neural pathways. We just needed her to remember the decryption key before we eliminated you." "The key is useless," Lucien rasped, taking a bloody step into the room. "I changed the encryption protocols thirty minutes ago from the medical bay. The offshore accounts are locked. If my heart stops, the entire Vane-Ardent fortune is distributed to every major charity in Europe. You get nothing." Casper’s eyes narrowed into slits. For the first time, the machine showed a glitch. "You’re bluffing. You wouldn't destroy your father's legacy.

“I just find it strange. Why am I the only one being blamed for bringing bad luck into this house? Ms. De Luca, if your energy truly complements Leonardo’s, then why did both your families fall into ruin back when you two were engaged?” “Lucia,” Leonardo called out as if warning her to watch her words. Lucia glanced at him. “If all of you think I’m the one ruining the peace of this house, why not just say it? There’s no need to go to all this trouble to drag in some half-baked geomancer.” “Who are you calling a half-baked geomancer?” Marcello snapped. “Are you talking about me?” Lucia stayed perfectly calm. “I’ve met all the geomancers from Santuario Aethermark, but I’ve never seen you. Who

Aria sat across from Maria with the vial now placed between them on the table like a loaded gun. “You disappeared for months,” Aria said. “No contact. No orders. You missed the Crimson Circle induction. You missed Zara’s funeral.” Maria’s voice cracked. “I didn’t miss her funeral. I delivered her killer to a jungle pit and lit the fire myself.” Silence. Then she slid a second object across the table — a thumb drive. “Encrypted proof,” she said. “Greco is feeding Luciana. But it goes deeper. He’s not working alone. There’s a handler. Vatican-born. Probably Umbra-adjacent. You’ll want the name.”

After changing back to her human form, I moved into the kitchen and met a confused Lucio for the second time that day. "Good Morning, How'd you sleep?" He asked me "I slept well, Thanks to you" I answered flustered For the first time since I came in contact with him, I noticed his appearance. He was, well, different from all others. He was handsome, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance that could make him stand out in the crowd. He was fair, almost pale white. His unfathomable, golden brown eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light-toned face. His eyes were as deep and expressive, as you could get lost if you stare long enough. His face had that faraway look i

while keeping his distance from the other person. Ansel gave a slight nod, and the silver object that was being held in their hand started to shimmer once more. "I was hoping I might find someone like you," they said, their eyes roving up and down Lucio's chest as they spoke. "I was hoping I might find someone like you." "I had my fingers crossed that I would run into someone just like you." Lucio became tense and rigid as he had an abrupt realization that he was in a vulnerable position. Because of his upbringing, he was taught to be wary of people he did not know, which was especially useful in a metropolis that was as large and chaotic as this one.

Lucio said, looking at me in the face. I felt pricked by those words. If a Gamma is hired for Laura, I would find it really difficult to exterminate her. But I held my peace, because Lucio said he has a plan, and his plan must be a pretty evil one. I knew what he was capable of doing, with the way he described himself the other time we met as a man who had done many evils that were worse than selling his niece to a school of underaged harlots. “So, what’s your take on that?” I asked with my arms folded.

“Yes.” “So why the hell is Lucino going on alone? What is the actual plan when he gets in? To just shoot everyone he sees? With what? A silver bullet or a bullet laced with wolfsbane? Something that could hurt him too? What the fuck is that?” Aurora asked and Jace chuckled. “Lucino would not like it when he hears what you say about his plan. He thinks it is a great plan,” he said and Aurora scoffed. “I think it is a dumb plan,” she replied and he chuckled.

To have separate lives away from each other. "What does your friend looks like?" Lancelot asked. "Lucia is fifteen years old lady, bit shorter than me. Long straight black hair and has porcelain skin. She has big brown eyes, and she is very beautiful," I said. "Wait. What are those things?" Lancelot asked while pointing at the man-structured smokes hopping from one corner to another, searching. "That was done by my friend Lucia. She is a white snake summoner that is why she can produce men of white snake. She told them to go and search for his cousin. Remember Orion? The one I told you who just disappeared when there was a mist and a humming voice."

Dante obeyed without question. “Sorry pussies but I lied. Neither of you deserves to live” Luciano turned, his bloodlust rising. This wasn’t just about betrayal or the shipment. Sure those things were infuriating but something darker pulsed in him. A fire he hadn’t been able to control lately. Araceli had been the spark. Ever since she entered his home, something in him had twisted. Bent. Cracked. His need for her and his failure to control it had left him a ravenous beast hungry for any sort of release. He needed an outlet and the two dangling men would have to do...for now.

His voice was low and calm as if he wasn't just yelling now. “Then what happened? Tall to me Lucian.” He takes a glance at me then looks back to the cup he plays with in his hands. “My name is Lucian D’Arcanis. Once a prince and heir to Vampire village till the disaster happened.” He pauses, his mouth slightly open as his next word seems to be stuck in his tongue. “Take a deep breath Lucian. Everything is fine.” Adhering to my words, he does as I say. He started speaking again.