Crime Drama Luther Novels & Stories

“You surely are hard to kill, Jacob.” I heard Samantha gasped and cried. I clenched my jaw and was about to throw punch at Dylan when he took something from his pocket and showed it to me. My eyes widened. “You see this? If I press the button, our beautiful little Samantha will die in pieces,” he said with an evil grin. My knees weakened. Lucian attempted to steal the remote, but Dylan was fast to avoid his attack. I heard sobs from Samantha, so I turned to her. She was trying to pull something from her wrist. Seems like she just discovered a small bomb installed on her wristwatch.

The man who made the world kneel to Cain Dominion. And yet here he was, saving her. The silence was unbearable. “Did you plan that?” she finally asked, voice low but trembling with accusation. “Stage a hero’s rescue to earn my gratitude?” Luther didn’t even look at her. His jaw flexed once. “If I wanted you dead, Deborah, I wouldn’t have done it in the rain.” Her glare softened into confusion, but not trust. The car entered a restricted tunnel, leading beneath the city, and finally emerged into the basement of a high-rise overlooking Geneva’s skyline. Luther parked, stepped out, and opened her door. No words, no explanations. Just quiet command.

Luther had cancer so the least she could do after all the mess she had put him through,was to hold onto a glimmer of hope that he was a really good man. ‘Just.... just go on please'.She tried keeping a straight face and couldn't but Stacey went on anyway. ‘He loved his wife so much and she loved him too more than ever, they were going to have kids and live the magical life young couples always think they will......Then the money came and things changed.Luther was never satisfied with what she did and even though I hated the bit*h,I still felt for her you know, she was faithful and sweet and she didn't deserve what she was getting from Luther.What she didn't know,was that my brother was battl

The man nodded and turned to leave, but Luther’s voice stopped him. “Also… after I’m done with that, bring Victoria back here. I need to deal with whatever nuisance she is growing in that filthy belly of hers.” The investigator gave a single, obedient nod and exited the room without another word. Once alone, Luther stood up and walked over to the large window overlooking the city lights. His reflection stared back at him — cold, calculating, ruthless. “The daughter of a whore… apples don’t fall far from the tree, do they?” he whispered bitterly.

Luther sat on the sofa and said, "So what's so important that you want us here urgently?" Lucas pressed a remote control button. You can hear the living room's soundproofing build up and the bedroom door shutting down which the two of them put on before the lovebirds got there. Lucas started, "What you knew about her was all wrong." Luther clenches his temples, frustrated that the two are still attempting to persuade him. "Here we go again." "She's also a victim of that clan." "And that's all you can say?" Luther mocks them as he looks at them.

“...you killed…my only daughter.” An icy, melancholic silence fell. The only sound was his controlled sobs. Zach wasn't here, or he might have gotten just as emotional. Zach and Jamal weren't here. “Excuse me,” Gamma Micah cleared his throat and continued. “You killed…” “That's enough already.” Luther snapped. “I know what I did, I don't need you reading them out.” Gamma Micah put down the scroll. “So you admit to your crimes?” Luther stayed silent. The people began rumbling, calling him names and urging him to accept his crimes.

I tell him without flinching. They do. Death is the only satisfying option, the only option I'm willing to think about. "You cannot kill every man that has ever hurt a woman." Luther exhales, remaining calm and collected. "Hurt?" I repeat, trembling with raw rage. "These men have tortured she-wolves, raped them-" "Didn't Hardin do the same to you?" Luther challenges. In that instant I lose my cool. My hand lashing across his face so fast that he didn't even see it coming.

Rose’s POV I didn’t wait to find out if they saw me. The second I heard, “Who’s there?” in Luther’s voice, I slipped behind the waste bin and vanished into the alley’s shadows. My heart was pounding in my ears as I bolted down the narrow path, lungs burning, panic rising. Luther, Vicenzo. They weren’t supposed to be in the same room, let alone shaking hands in the shadows like allies. And if Luther didn’t know Vicenzo was my ex, the man who once pointed a gun at my face then I was carrying a secret that could destroy everything between us. I barely made it home before the breakdown hit. I kicked off my heels, locked the door, and slid to the floor. My stomach was twisted in knots. My thought

I struggled as best as I could, but his grip was too strong. He then pulled me closer to him. My nostrils inhaled the fresh aroma exuding from him. “Open your mouth, about what you saw today and I'll make sure you never see Steph again” Luther whispered to my ear. His words sent shivers down my spine. I was left in awe, as I stood frozen to the spot. “Good night Emily” Luther's words before leaving the hallway. Luther is the devil himself, how could one be so cruel to threaten someone with her sister. Only the devil can do that.

" Come, let's sit, and you can tell me all about it. Amanda, get us a cup of tea please" She responds frightened "O-of course". We both sat on the couch and Amanda serves us a cup of tea, I take a sip "So tell me, Gary, why is there evidence of Luther murdering a family". He sighs "It all happened months before Luther started working for you. You see he needed money, Lana just had a baby, and back then I was involved with some thugs, we do little dirty work and we get a lot of cash. It was easy getting Luther to work with us, he's a good fighter and the boss loved him, then the night came, we were sent to threaten someone who owed the boss a lot of money, just to scare him a little bit, Lut