Big Time Rush Lucy Stone Novels & Stories

she announces. “So soon?” you reply, taken aback. You haven’t yet come up with a plan for handling the situation, but you were hoping that something interesting might happen. After all, you and Lucy are alone in a foreign hotel room, and Lucy has been exposed as a dirty slut who exchanges sex for money. “Yeah sorry,” Lucy replies. “I’d love to stay and chat, but I need the money and I don’t want this night to go to waste. The agency can probably find me another appointment.”

Lucy was in her room, fresh from the shower after training, when her phone rang. She'd just pulled on comfortable jeans and a soft sweater, her damp hair twisted into a messy bun. The name on the screen made her heart jump. Vanessa. "Hello?" "Lucy! Oh my god, finally!" Vanessa's familiar voice burst through the speaker, bright and energetic. "I've been trying to reach you for weeks! Where have you been, girl?" Lucy sank onto her bed, a smile tugging at her lips despite everything. "I'm sorry, V. Things have been... complicated."

C76 – CHOOSE. The club door burst open, and Lucy shot out like a bullet, her chest heaving as if the air inside had been suffocating her. Her green dress—short and fitted—gleamed under the cold streetlights. But she walked fast, determined, and didn't need to look back to know Eros was coming after her. "Lucy!" he shouted behind her like a whip. "Don't take another step—stop!" She clenched her fists, her heels pounding the pavement without slowing down.

She smiled through it. “You’re standing,” she whispered. Chase’s voice cracked. “I told you I would.” Lucy stepped forward, small, steady, eyes bright. She wore a soft lavender dress, the shawl Ophelia had given her draped over her shoulders. She smiled at them both. “I’m honored to do this again,” she said. “No script, no formality, just truth.” The family formed a loose semicircle behind them. Elara held her phone steady, filming quietly. Marcus stood beside Sloane, arm around her waist. Sloane’s hand rested on his chest.

I yelled at her in response. Alexander cleared his throat, and brought my attention back to him. “Something’s not right here, Alexander. She’s acting funny.” I whispered to Alexander. “You’re just mad that I’m about to be living in style, just like you are. You’re just mad that you’ll no longer be able to act like you’re better than me.” Vic sneered, as she practically jumped out of her bedroom window. “Come on, Mom. I’m ready to go live my new life.” Vic said, walking toward her “Mother”. I stood there, feeling like I had been slapped in the face. I knew Vic could be bratty, but I didn’t expect her outburst. I had never treated her like that. I did want her to live her best life, but I coul

“Lucy, this isn’t—You can’t just—She’s not just some girl from my past, she—” “So what?” Lucy cut in, spinning on her heel to face me. “She’s the woman who’s been stalking your life like she owns a part of it, pretending to be your friend and stealing your man behind your back, I certainly could not beat up Bryan but I can most definitely beat up his wife. She needs to hear you to back off. And if she can’t listen, she’ll deal with me.”

“We find Lucy first. We’ll pay you for your time.” She shrugged and took a seat at the table with the doctor. She pulled out a scroll and set four stones on top of it, on in each cardinal direction before pulling out another large clear stone. By the Goddess, I hope it worked. I looked over at Tony who leaned on the back of a chair, staring at the paper and stones as if he would be able to read it just as fast as the witch could. I took a seat and decided to watch because there was nothing else I could really do.

Luna replied instantly with a simple response followed by more messages of gratitude, so much so that Lucy felt like putting her phone away. Just after breakfast, Maria came in. "Mrs. Leon, your sister’s here to see you. Should I bring her in?" Lucy felt a wave of exhaustion. Luna had even come to the house now. She felt like she was the one in debt while Luna certainly knew how to get things done. Looking resigned, Lucy knew she could not turn her away, so she said, "Let her in, Ms. Stone. Thank you!" Deep down, she felt frustrated; her days were already packed, and now, more problems awaited.

I lunged verbally at Lucy, insults primed, but the sentries held me fast, their clamps like iron on my limbs. Lucy's grin widened, her eyes gleaming with triumph. She rose, sauntering my way, her footsteps clicking crisply on the stone, each one calculated. “You’ll never amount to anything next to me,” she whispered venomously. She lifted her arm and slapped my cheek hard, the burn searing, jerking my head sideways.

He started writhing again trying to escape Stone but Stone firmly held his grip on him. “If you quit fighting, it will be better for us all.” Within a few minutes of Lucas’ struggle with Stone, the front door was slammed open as Jane walks in narrowing her gaze on Stone. “You will let my friend go now,” she said in a tiny voice. Stone stared down at her and burst into laughter. “Who will stop me? You?” he asked scoffing at Jane. To him, he was only seeing a 17-year-old girl as he have already sized her up with his eyes.