Disenchantment Luci Novels & Stories

Lysa said quietly, almost as if she knew what I had been thinking. I turned my head towards her with weariness and irritation written all over my face. “Why?” “Because the world fears what it cannot control,” she answered matter-of-factly. “They assume that a broken girl will remain broken forever, they do not know that brokenness can transform into something sharp and untouchable.” Those words burrowed deep into me, igniting a spark of flame somewhere within my chest. My hands clenched into fists, feeling Helena's little pulse thumping against mine in answer.

___________ Luci sat on the couch with in a nightwear, she had a cup of coffee in her hand and had one leg crossed over the other, her phone was on the table and she had a calculating expression on her face, her lips was pulled in a thin line, the room was dark since the light was turned on. She pressed at her phone and stared at the time, the light illuminated the apartment for a bit before she it was turned off again, she scoffed irritation and stood up, she went to the window and saw that a black van had parked at the garage, women dressed in leather clothes and with mask got down from the car with baton in their hands. “Idiots. Who do they think that they are going to take forcefully?” L

She smiled mischievously. “This is Daciana Whitemane. The murderer of Moana Whitemane, the Luna to be. My mate! She was killed by her own stepsister out of jealousy and now she would pay for her crimes! This is a warning to whoever wants to commit an offense that the pack won’t hesitate to punish you!” he yelled.

Once she was gone, Lucien stepped close, his voice just above a whisper. “You’re being watched.” Elaina’s stomach dropped. “What do you mean?” “There are forces in this world that can use people as vessels. Manipulate them. Sometimes even those closest to you.” His expression darkened. “You must not trust anyone fully. Not even your friend.” She swallowed hard. “You think Daisy’s being...used?” Lucien didn’t answer right away. “Her aura was flickering. Not human. Not fully.” A chill wrapped around Elaina’s spine.

She is friendly to all her consumers so I didn't read into it so much. I placed the cup on the counter and walked around to her. The guy, she talking to was handsome. He had all females' eyes of him and some males as well. As soon as we made eye contact, I smiled. "I am sorry to barge into the conversation." I said to him and turned to Ms. M. "I have to go, Ms. M." I kissed her cheek. "Lucifer is in the office today." She smiled. "I keep telling you to leave your cup on the table."

Her outfit was completed with a pair of strappy sandals that gave her the sophisticated hippie girl look she is known for. "Santa Mama is here with your treats, girls." Luci's announcement caught the attention of Sira and Talia, who were busy fixing their hair in front of the mirror. The two girls turned around with a mischievous smile, their eyes sparkling with excitement as they caught sight of the brownies that Luci was holding in her hand.

Lucy and Aurthur : WHAT me : familial dysautonomia or riley day syndrome emotions disorder she can't cry or smile or anything no emotions can be shown due to these suppress of emotions only made her dumb Lucy : what the hell why she is suffering this much me : you shouldn't ask me this question lucy : then should I ask your soul me : she is a innocent girl I don't know why she is suffering that much Aurthur : say it again me : yeah she is innocent except incident of slapping you Aurthur : you don't know anything about her not even a man is efficient infront of her anger, attitude and ego she is lioness dude she is more ruthless than me don't come to a conclusion just by a single incident me

KENZIE The air crackled with tension as I approached Beatrice, her delicate frame trembling under the oppressive weight of Markov’s spell. Every step I took felt deliberate, measured, as if the very atmosphere were resisting my advance. Luca stood before her, broad shoulders squared, an unyielding barrier between her and the world. His eyes locked onto mine, suspicion carved deep into his features. I could sense his wariness, the instinctual need to shield his mate from any perceived threat. Yet I had to reach her. I had to break the enchantment that clung to her mind like a suffocating shroud.

"Was she as beautiful as the legends say?" "She was, More so," Lucian replied, his voice full of wonder. "She was like a shining beacon of light, radiating with love. And she's quite funny too!" He chuckled. Lucian approached Enzo, who seemed uninterested in the conversation. "I'm sorry," Lucian whispered as he pulled Enzo into a tight hug. Enzo sighed and leaned into the hug, his tense shoulders relaxing slightly. “Even though I hate him now, I don’t wish ill upon him. I’m sorry I didn’t come back with him!”. He whispered, pecking him on the forehead.

“Does that mean you’re unhappy with this?” Lucia paused in packing a box that was on her desk. “I…. Well, I can’t honestly say I’m thrilled with what he’s done, but I guess if it hadn’t been Sooner, it would’ve been somebody else.” “Just the mindset needed to go into a new mating.” Lucia finally stop what she were doing and walked over and sat next to Mandy on the bed. “True. But, honestly, though, did any of our sisters, or you, mate for love?”