Cleo Lazuli Novels & Stories

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

Yuan Rui answered cheekily. Zhi Rou rolled her eyes. She looked over at Yan Su and asked, “Will you be able to make the infinity ring?” Sitting up straight on the couch she nodded her head, “Since you are requesting for the stones of Lapis Lazuli, it will take much effort and I don’t think my team will be done within just a few days for the completion of the ring,” she answered seriously.

She nodded, already writing more. [Prince Kaelric is right. Lazhara uses something - a dust made with powdered moonbone. She hides it under her nails. Just one strike from her claws and her opponent is dead. It poisons fast.] I blinked. “She cheats?" Kiva nodded. “Kaelric... He knows. That's why he wants me to withdraw?” [Yes. Luna Vashti and Shabari also knows. That’s why they’re so eager. They know you’ll lose. I’m so scared, master.]

She rested her back on the chair she sat on and stared into space. "Should I bring you a cup of cold juice, Madam?" Her maid asked with her head bowed fully. "Yes, please," She answered. The maid turned and hurried to the kitchen. Madam Scarlett raised her right hand to support her jaw. She appeared disturbed. ... Martin caught a small purse and a phone resting on the passenger's seat when he turned to drop his phone on it. He looked closely and realized that they belonged to Caitlyn. He picked up the purse and opened it. A small key and a folded paper were the only things it contained.

*** Outside, the night air wrapped around me like a whisper. The limo waiting by the entrance gleamed under the moonlight, sleek and black enough to look like it had been designed to drive straight into that he'll Damiano spoke of. At least he had succeeded in scaring the shit out of me. It was like he derived pleasure from doing exactly that. And next to it stood Cleo. Cleo’s dress was pure power wrapped in silk. Emerald green, sleek and sharp. It clung to her like it had been poured onto her skin. A high slit, and the low back revealed more than modesty allowed. The gold chain at her collarbone caught the light delicately and dangerously, like her.

She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work. She stormed out of her apartment building tying her long hair into a classic ponytail and wiping off the toast crumbs on her cheeks. Her long-sleeved white shirt was carefully tucked in her stripped skirt. Her purple coat hanging loosely on her leather purse almost fell off when she leaped on the bus. She still had seven minutes that, if there was no traffic would save her from a lecture from the president.

she said, then she snapped her fingers. “Your hair~” Blaze said as he looked at Clementine. “Your eyes~” Zia also said as she looked at Clementine and so did Zane. “Surprise, surprise,” Clementine said as she smiled at them for a second, then looked at me seriously. “What do you plan to do?” I asked her. “Nothing,” she replied. What? Nothing? “What do you mean by that?” Leo asked. “Nothing… we will not do anything… let that impostor enjoy her royalty life,” I said.

Then it hit me. "Lopez..." I breathed while nodding. Cyrus stood up from his chair and started to pick up the empty boxes of the chinese takeout he bought on his way back here. I watched him walk over to the sink and wash his hands. I still can't believe that Cyrene is his sister but, something's not right. "So, if she is your sister, why is she not using Steele? Why Lopez?" I asked then I saw the way his body tensed.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.