Big Time Rush Lucy Stone Novels & Stories

For some reason, as she looked at Zhao Zhan, she suddenly spread her hand out and said to him, "I don't want to talk to you. I'll speak directly to Andrew Bush. Give me your phone." Zhao Zhan paused for a moment, thinking that Lucy was taking the opportunity he was giving her, pretending that she was personally invited back by Andrew Bush because she couldn't let go of her pride. This character was much more lively than the quiet and gentle one she had portrayed earlier. He gave a slightly mocking smile and handed over his phone, assuming that Lucy was taking the exit he had provided, pretending that she was personally invited back by Andrew Bush because she couldn't bear to lose face.

Lucy sighed, scrubbing her skin after a while she came out with a robe. She wore a beige coloured dress, packing her hair into a ponytail she left her room. On walking out of the inn she saw the woman “goodmorning ma'am” she greeted the woman who smiled at her. “Good morning to you too Lily, I thought I would have to go to your room, glad you came out, we have to go to the palace now” the woman said and Lucy nodded and they left. CLEARSTONE PALACE Lucy arrived there with the woman, she glanced at the sturdy gigantic gate before her she clenched her fist, the guards present stopped them but the woman gave them the necessary information they let them pass.

Before footsteps approached from the stone path. I looked up instinctively, and instantly, my breath caught before I could control it. Lucy walked toward me, guided by my butler, her steps careful yet graceful. Mrs Stone had dressed her in something simple, a light colored dress, modest in cut. There was nothing extravagant about it, and yet on her, it looked breathtaking. The dress moved with the breeze, brushing gently against her skin, and the sunlight clung to her as though it recognized her. Ethereal.

My eyes filled with amusement. I never thought how rich he was. He didn't tell me that he was living inside this huge mansion. I saw a doorbell and press it. "Kent! It's me, Lucy! Do you hear me?" I shouted outside until a lady in her mid-forties appeared after opening the gate for me. "Who are you, lady?" She asked me coldly. I smiled and tell her my name. "I'm Lucy Mason and I am looking for Kent Oliver Stone? Is he living here?" I said and her expression suddenly turned out very cold. She growled like a cheetah.

I called, heart pounding. Silence. And then she appeared. Riven. Holding a phone. Aimed right at me. Click. Snap. She started taking pictures. My blood turned to ice. “You freak!” I shouted, charging out of the spring. Water poured off me, but I didn’t care. “Delete those photos!” She laughed and held the phone up high. “Don’t be so shy, Lucy. You look hot. I’m doing you a favor.” “You’re disgusting.” I lunged at her, but she danced backward, still grinning like it was all a joke.

“Don’t tell me you really did---” “I’m not,” Lucy said, holding up her hands in the air. “I swear, I have nothing to do with the incident. I admitted about faking their marriage contract for Shane’s career but I would never try to kill someone.” She breathed. “I just can’t believe that Stephanie would be able to pull off that accident. I mean, hello! She was still homeless at that time. Would someone be willing to cause an accident on her behalf while risking his life? She debuted three years ago and the accident happened two years earlier. Don’t you find it weird? There was no way for her to pay anyone to do that to Audrey,” Lucy mumbled after she analyzed the events pointing at Stephanie.

“Talking about the Cash family just riles me up after everything they’ve done to Judy.” Lucy glanced at Nan, her pale blue eyes scanning her from head to toe. “And you are?” Lucy asked. Nan flushed. “Oh, sorry, Luna,” Nan said, bowing her head slightly. “I am Nan Bigsby. I’m not really anybody. I’m just a waitress and bartender at the Carter resort.”

Now what should I do? Suddenly, I heard chuckling from my Di. I narrowed my eyes and asked, “You lied to me about this right? You even think my plan will work isn’t it?” “Yes to both.” she replied, laughing more. “Why did you do it?” I asked her glaring. “Can’t I tease my little cute brother?” she asked me. "But you just gave me a mini heart attack.” I replied. “Oh my God! This is sensational. Mr.Stone got nearly a heart attack after hearing that a girl hates him. Who was actually hated by many that we lost the count too?” Di said dramatically.

"I demand to see Elara Rivers! She has no right to work in this territory after what she did to Damon!" I shifted uncomfortably. "Perhaps I should speak with her." "I don't think that's necessary," Lucian said, finally looking up. His blue eyes were calm, almost amused. "Let her exhaust herself." I blinked in surprise. "But the disruption—" "Is nothing new," he finished smoothly. "Isabella Stone creates a scene at least once a month." But this wasn't just any scene. This was about me. About my past with the Stone Pack and Damon Thorne.

Her sharp gaze scanned the clearing, confusion flickering across her face as she realized something was amiss. Sticking to Lucy’s plan, I took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the stone. My footsteps were deliberate, my face set with a confidence I didn’t quite feel. “Looking for me?” I called out, my voice echoing slightly in the stillness. The woman’s head snapped toward me, her eyes narrowing. “Why were you following me? What do you want?” I demanded. Before she could answer, Lucy appeared behind her, her movements swift and calculated. In her hands was a large stone, which she brought down on the woman’s head with startling force. The impact was sickening, and the woman crumpled