Cyberpunk Lucy Novels & Stories

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

She was about to claw the life out of her when Harper interfered. “Stop!” He yelled, racing past Caine and I. Spencer joined him, anxiety crawling up my skin as we watched in silence. Lucy was still on the girl, snarling aggressively. “Lucy, stop!” Spencer said, his voice cracky. Lucy shifted back to her human form and turned to them. “She almost killed Caine!” She yelled. “And she’s a wolf-hunter, they’d do the same to us,” she added, the darkness clouding her eyes again. Her claws grew out, ready to strike the helpless hunter on the floor.

Lucy smirked. “What do you think, Crysler Dark will choose a partner who is not strong enough to handle herself.” She grabbed his hand tightly, her nails digging into Wolf Alpha's skin. He can feel his bones start cracking. So he threw Lucy away. She wiped the blood that oozed out from her lips and then got back on her feet. “You lay a finger on me, and he will rip you in pieces. I swear, he will not only kill you, but he will destroy you. He will be here soon. And that will be your end.” Lucy said.

she thought and turned. She fell on the bed and looked at the title of the book. She remember, Eric had given it to her on her birthday but she did not read it yet. The title states: The Legend of Lycans “Whoa, Eric brought me the book about the werewolves,” she said excitedly and opened the book. “I am a crazy girl, minutes a go I had a nightmare about a wolf and even the wolf is howling outside and I am reading something like that as well,” she thought.

Kyra The shelter reeks of mold and despair — not much different from that roadside hideout. The peeling walls, the thin mattresses, the cries of children sharing the same roof with me. Here, no one asks your real name, and that is a relief. To everyone, I am just Lucy, a woman who lost everything and is trying to survive and “restart.” I scrub bathrooms, mop floors, clean offices I’ll never be invited to enter. I work from sunrise to sunset, because keeping my hands busy is the only way not to lose my mind.

"I know it was a tad bit dramatic but I am sure Sante and at least 3/4 of the higher men in his mafia are dead. You can take out the rest right?" Lucy sat down at one of my couches and my eyes just followed her as she sighed and relaxed. "It was a thrill I tell you. I set off the timer for four minutes and booted my ass out of there but then there was this guard and he almost made me stay longer. I was running away from the site, all Usain Bolt and everything then BAM! The warehouse blew up. I hit a tree, blacked out for a while, and now... I'm here."

He asked and she nodded again, cleaning her tear – stained face. “ What are your names by the way?” “ I’m Lucy..” She answered in her small voice. “ And this is my friend Anna… we’re Omega’s” She said quietly but he heard her anyway. “ Uhmm Lucy… What were you telling your friend here..? About the woman with the orange hair?” He reminded her. Lucy quickly glanced over at Anna who nodded her head as if saying “ You better speak up, you got us into this mess in the first place.” Lucy turned to look at the Beta. He didn’t look like he was going to hurt her so there was no harm in telling him right?.

“She’s from the Wolfless Zone.” That finally earned a reaction. Lucien’s eyes narrowed. “A lowborn immortal?” he asked. “Yes.” “And Hevian accepted her?” Lucien’s thick brow almost form a line. “Not publicly.” Eshnu smirked. “But emotionally? You should see it yourself.” Lucien went silent. The distant sound of laughter drifted from the taverns nearby while rain began tapping against rooftops. After several seconds, Lucien spoke again. “You asked me here just to gossip?”

If Adam knew of this, he would go and tell ‘him’ and he didn’t want to have an encounter with ‘him’ again. “Why not…this is beautiful. Are you ashamed?” Lucifer cringed again. “Of course not”. He intended to sound soft but his voice came out more threatening. But as usual, the female had no clue. “Is it because the others don’t have this gift? She asked again with an innocent look. Lucifer wanted to use his tiny legs and slap her on the head. “No”. He whispered again, sounding more vicious. “It’s alright, you’re very special”. She said. Lucifer hissed sharply in response and bared his fangs at her. The female only looked at it with compassion. Lucifer gave up.

Slowly, they packed the unfilled grave. The old man held his hands to his back. Stared at the freshly dug soils. All these years, he lived behind the shadows of Nathalia. Hiding from the morbid influence of his kind. It's time to step out of the dark. To tell a story, Lucifer: Untold. *** WASHINGTON D.C. FBI HEADQUARTERS