Dva Lucio Novels & Stories

Lucio tried another kick, but he dodged it. I hid behind an abandoned car, holding a stick ready to ambush my attacker. Lucio, on the other hand, meant business today. Lucio tried another kick, but this time, my attacker won’t dodge but fight back. He caught Lucio’s leg with his right, and with his left, he grabbed Lucio’s collar. He then swung Lucio across the road. He tried to run but I unexpectedly strike a blow that could kill many. With the stick in my hands, I caught him while running, I used the stick to hit his injured ribs. He fell to the ground, crying and holding his rib cage. He rose up again on one knee and I went for another blow with the stick. He caught it, and with immense r

He let the sentence trail off like a thread, unfinished. He winked once before disappearing inside. Avyanna exhaled again—this time with a bit more tension behind it. Lucio wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t Dorian, either. But he was dangerous in a different way: impulsive, unpredictable, the kind of man who’d follow you into a dark room just to see what you’d do there. And worse… He was the kind of man who could ruin a plan, simply because he got bored. She turned back toward the city.

Hadn’t she gone through enough already? “Fine, we’ll ask him.” Christian ended the conversation while Lucio made his way towards us. He seemed different, energetic, stronger, and it was all because of Dario. “Look, I’ve finally figured it out,” Lucio told Christian while he held his remote in his hand. “It’s not a toy, dad.” Christian laughed while Lucio joined him and shrugged his shoulders. “You look beautiful, Serena.” Lucio smiled at me. “You always look beautiful. I’m so lucky to have a beautiful daughter-in-law.”

I tried to keep my voice down to avoid attracting the attention of her co-workers. She shrugged. “I told you. He's just a friend. Stop being so dramatic” Dramatic? I let out a dry, angry chuckle and turned on my heels without looking back. I stormed into Alex's office, chest heaving. “Cedric? Is everything okay?” “Does the name ‘Leo’ sound familiar to you?” “Why do you ask?” “Just answer the question,” I snapped. Alex leaned back in his desk, thoughtfully. “Wasn't he one of the assassins under Antonio?”

Valentino says smoothly, “head of the Las Vegas branch of the Camorra, and his Godson, Carnage. Don, this is my wife, Nooria Delucca.” Don Martinez turns, his dark eyes lighting with interest as they land on me. He offers a slight bow of his head. “Mrs. Delucca. A pleasure. I must say, your husband has excellent taste.” I incline my head politely, keeping my voice steady. “It’s an honor to meet you, Don Martinez.” Carnage – which I'm pretty sure is his nickname – snorts a laugh. “I'd never guess the infamous Valentino Delucca got married. I always swore you'll die single "

Capri took and deep breath and said. [ I figured you wouldn’t have reviewed the DVR, what is that you always say to your subordinates about gathering facts before having a conversation?] They reviewed the video together without either party saying a word. Nab face paled at the site of Capri just standing there minding her business until quiet honestly even he himself would have reacted in the same manner. Those gutter rats would not shut up at hurling insults. He heard everything and almost couldn’t look at her after the end of the video on the front doc cam where he seen them vandalize and slashed her tired.

Mark told him. “He is also not an angel, fey or elf. That left vampire or warlock.” Grandfather Eivor said. Savannah tried to describe him to them, but her memory was hazy thanks to that damn sedative. Dorian did his voodoo mind reading shit to her which shocked both her and Daniel. It was weird to be part of it and it made me somewhat nauseous. “He is a hybrid vampire/warlock. His name is Vegas, well that is the name he goes by. He also happens to be Ulriks half-brother.” Dorian explained.

"Be careful up there, Lulu. Humans can be... unpredictable." I hugged him back, breathing in the familiar scent of hellfire and expensive cologne. "I will. And hey, I'll call you as soon as I'm settled. We can test out that inter-realm FaceTime thing you've been working on." As we pulled apart, I saw a tear glistening in the corner of his eye. The Devil himself, getting emotional. Who would've thought? "I'm proud of you, Luella," he said softly. "Go raise some hell up there."

Rowan asked, looking at me like I had grown three heads. “Alright.” Darius shrugged and whistled loudly. A silhouette dropped down from a high rooftop above us. I knew it! Darius had people stationed all over Lucian’s territory. “He’s here. What do you have to say?” “This.” The moment the man was within my reach, I grabbed his neck. My claws elongated as I dragged one slowly across his throat, drinking in his blood, and spitting some out. He spluttered helplessly, like a dying cow before dropping to the floor with a thud.

His eyes avoided mine and pinching the bridge of his nose, Leonardo took a deep breath before he opened his mouth to speak. “I don’t know how Aurora came to be in contact with Giovanni, but I don’t think that she knows who Giovanni really is, Dante” Leonardo said, lowering his voice. I was thankful for the fact that the walls of the office were soundproof. Being a werewolf, Giovanni designed most of the rooms that he stayed in to have soundproof walls, most probably to prevent any other wolf from hearing whatever he was talking about.