Dj Devin Lucien Novels & Stories

I tried to shove the negative thoughts, he was still alive, if he was dead, I would have known, I would have felt it. "Um...Nothing, I just..." I shifted my stare to Devin. "Devin you can go, I will call you when I need you." Devin gave a curt nod and left quietly after placing a white file on Lucian's desk, the moment the door shut closed, I was consumed by anxiety. The corners of Lucian's lips curved into the semblance of a smile. "Come here!" He patted one of his knees and my heart skipped with a quick intake of breath.

A don’t you dare. Damian didn’t look away from Ezekiel, but his jaw tightened. Lucian stepped forward half a pace, silver eyes hard. “Damian, he is not a healer. He is not a counselor. He is a man who sells truths like they’re perfume and enjoys watching people bleed for them.” Ezekiel smiled, delighted. “Oh, Lucian. That was almost affectionate.” Lucian ignored him completely, gaze locked on Damian. “If the Dravens wanted you to know something, they would have written it. Not left a leaf to be read by him.”

Connor asked worriedly seeing the changes in their facial expression of Devlin. “I...If she is your sweet pie, you’ve told me only about her childhood?” Devlin asked in amusement as it was clear to him that he knew his mate’s childhood beforehand. “Yes, Brother, whatever I told you about my Sweet pie, is only about your mate” Jammie confirmed that Devlin’s guess is correct, making Lucy gasp in shock. “Is…that mean…he is your Dev brother?” Predicting this Lucy looked at Jammie and, Cara and Jammie nodded their head at her.

Instead, he poured another drink, his throat tight. “Get out.” Damien didn’t move. “Not happening.” Before Adrien could lash out at him, his phone buzzed. Unknown number. His stomach twisted into a knot the moment he opened the message. Nice speech, Adrien. Shame about the glass. Next time, I won’t miss. – L Ice ran through his veins. Lucian. Lucian Vega. The only man who could meet him step for step, outplay him with a grin, turn promises into blades. Adrien hadn’t seen him tonight, but the message was taunting, too close felt like his voice coiled around his throat.

Luke stormed to Deck 17 to meet his grandpa, Benson Sylvester. Yes, he was the one and only Lucien Sylvester, the most notorious man in the city. His bad reputation had earned him the nickname of a devil. As such, all the bi*ches flocked to him like bees to honey. But he didn’t need them at the ripe age of thirty-two. He needed a genuine woman, a woman who could handle his children and his reputation. He needed someone selfless who wouldn’t choose him for his wealth.

“Same here. Dervic doesn’t want her dead, apparently. He called you a bastard, he wants me to fight for her. So just let her go, Lucien.” Lucien tilted his head slightly, and then I heard a low, humorless chuckle escape him. His eyes flickered to me, and I froze, my fingers clenching harder around his hand as I caught that wicked glint in his gaze. His cold expression was gone, replaced by a sadistic, dangerous gleam. “Would you really fight your brother for a wolfless omega?” he asked, his eyes locked on me. I whimpered as his lips curled into a cruel smirk.

stated Damien. “Take us with you. You do not how badly he injured Mark. So, we shall not take any kind of risk. Mark told me how he defies the rules made for Devils so it is better to be cautious than be regretful later,” Lucian suggested. Damien gave a tiny smile to Lucian and said, “I will go there myself. I found out he works in 360 degree World News Station, the same workplace as Lily. He might harm her so, just protect her. Don’t complain later that I did not tell you,” Damien asserted, looking at Mark who gave a nod.

Si Mang Lucio na siyang tanging pag-asa ko ay tinatakot ni Davien upang hindi ako maihatid. Lucio was the only person who I want to drive me to school but Davien always threatens him. And what I hate the most about that was my Dad who's always on Davien's side! When I asked him to hire a new driver for me, he didn't agree and he even pushed the idea that Davien can drive for me! So in the end, I was left with no choice but to let this asshole drive me to school every single fucking day. Next month is his flight to America. A week after my debut. He will continue his college there. And I don't fucking understand why he needed to stay here!

"Julien knows his legal team cannot stop the patent transfer. He’s trying to trigger my old reflexes. He wants me doubting your motives the exact same way he forced me to doubt them when my father died." Lucian stepped out from the shadows near the private wet bar, swirling a glass of scotch. The velvet smoothness of his usual demeanor had vanished, replaced by a razor-thin, predatory coldness. He walked over, setting his glass down without making a sound, and stopped just inches away from Vivian’s right side.