Cyberpunk Lucy Novels & Stories

"What did you say?" Lucy's sparkling eyes suddenly flashed with anger. She pushed me roughly, breaking my embrace. Her ankles hitting the bed frame made a loud scraping noise in the silent room. Hearing the commotion, Zerikyu barged in. He looked back and forth between us, his expression full of hidden questions. But I was equally confused. I only had one guess: Tiger had brainwashed this girl. Slowly, I approached Lucy, who was increasingly wary, pressing her back against the wall. "Okay, sorry, we'll listen to your story first. Do you really like being here?" I tried to calm her down,

“Wolfless.” I dipped the brush into the bucket and kept scrubbing. “Faster, freak,” a voice snapped from behind. I didn’t need to turn. I knew it was Lucy the daughter of the beta, born with a silver spoon and a silver tongue sharp enough to cut through steel. Her scent always hit first: lavender and power. Her voice followed close behind, laced with disdain. I said nothing. I didn’t stop scrubbing. She didn’t like that. A hard kick sent the bucket flying, water spilling across the floor and soaking the hem of my skirt. I flinched, just slightly, just enough for her to know she’d gotten to me.

I want her to come apart in front of me, so I can put her back together inside of me and swallow her whole so she can never fucking leave. “This is all so surreal. I feel like I am a character out of a silly dark romance book I have hidden on my bookshelf at my aunt Joys’. Which is ridiculous because those books glorify the ruthless men in those stories. It’s entirely different from reading it, to living and seeing it first hand.” She pauses as one of the kitchen staff places our meals in front of us. “Thank you, Lucy,” Arnica lifts her gaze to meet Lucys’. The expression on Lucys’ face reflects how I feel. Shocked and impressed that she was able to remember her name.

So I have to be on time for the meeting. —Okay, go, I love you, take care of yourself. "I love you too, see you," Luciana said before hanging up and immediately leaving for the company. She had arrived a few minutes before the meeting, and when she was in the hallway that went to the meeting room she heard crying, which was He was surprised, he followed the sound and found a small girl, beautiful, with black hair and waves, her eyes were brown and she had a beautiful mole near her nose on the left side of her face that was under her secretary's desk.

He was the perfect puppet - he had the looks of a good candidate, and if he could woo people the way he conned women into his bed, it’d be easy enough to ensure whoever the puppet master was called all the shots. “I’m sure it’s someone from the family line,” I insisted. Cato leaned in closer, giving me a toothy grin. “Then why the hell have I been seein’ so many lycans in the past couple days?” He was whisked away, back into the thrum of customers, before I could answer. Another pink drink slid down the bar, stopping in front of me. It was a trick Cato was proud of, and one I didn’t mind until I had to close up my tab - one that had been steadily growing over the past years.

His silver hair … pale as winter moonlight, the thing that made him unmistakable to anyone who had ever seen him … fell back from his face as he closed his eyes. The door opened. “I just passed Miss Veronica in the corridor.” Lucas, his assistant, walked in already pulling a cigarette from his own pocket. He had worked for Damian long enough that knocking had become unimportant. “Couldn’t she sleep here? It’s late.” “She got what she came for. There was no reason for her to stay.” Lucas looked at him for a long moment. “You know,” Lucas said, dropping into the chair across from him and lighting his cigarette. “I am genuinely running out of options. I have gone through every brown haired woma

Lucy is twisting her fingers together, her behaviour radiating hesitation as she responds, "I studied herbs growing up, Luna. Even though I'm an orphan, I grew up with old shewolves that know the ways of the forests and they taught me a lot. I noticed something with your pills earlier. I smelt something." What? My heart drums faster in my chest. "What did you smell?" Lucy raises her eyes to meet mine and in a second the timid girl is gone. I'm looking at that strange confidence in her eyes again, "Those aren't sleeping pills, Destiny. They're birth control pills. They're made from a strong sterilizing herb." My room seems to spin. My response barely leave my mouth as a whisper, "They're birt

My eyes followed diligently as his thick fingers stroked his trimmed beard and he kept me roasting in the torrid silence for some seconds before speaking. "Pour daddy a drink, my liloco." The depth of his voice nearly had me trembling. Liloco. His blooming rose. The blossoming rose he could so ruthlessly cut at the stem and watch wither away if he pleased. My gut feeling told me Lucifer was not very pleased with me, but then again, he always makes me this angsty. I quickly poured him his preferred whiskey and presented him with the glass while being victorious in avoiding his searing gaze. I could feel those satanic eyes all over my skin, setting me ablaze as I returned to my initial positio

Lucy said, and I felt the loss of my baby again, but at the same time anger rose within me as I thought of the young girls being forced into sex. “FUCK,” Marcus yelled. “That is fucking sick,” Abel said and we all shook our heads. “Lucy, I need you to map out your facility the best you can. Watch for the guard rotations so that we may set up a plan. We will get them out. Including your Zoey.” I told her and she nodded. I was impressed with the strength that Lucy was exhibiting. “Shit, I need to go. He is waking up.” Lucy said in worry.

I took a step back "What girl are you talking about?" "Don't play dumb with me Cardin; you know what girl I'm talking about. The same girl that made you release that Iska because she looks like her" So Lucy is actually the green eyed little girl? "How are you so sure that she's the one?" She let out a humorless laughter "you aren't even sure that she's that girl? I don't know if I should be happy or fucking sad about this new information" "Just answer the damn question!!! How did you know she's the same girl?"