Flyboys Lucienne Novels & Stories

He took it from my hand and turned away at once, already calling for the duty healer. Sylvie’s chair remained where it was. She looked at me, and the smile slowly rising to her lips made no effort to hide itself. “Thank you, Elara. But even if you give me your kidney, Lucien will never love anyone but me. And that place beside him, the one you stole, was always meant to come back to me.” “Get out.” The room went quiet, but the chair did not move. I opened my eyes again. Lucien was already gone. Only Sylvie remained.

​I turn around with Sassy's leash wrapped around my hand and look up at Lucian, still slightly stunned to have company for my walk home. ​"Ready?" I ask, and he nods, stuffing his hands into his pockets to ward off the afternoon chill before stepping into sync beside me. Sassy trots happily between us. ​"So, I know you probably don't want to talk about it, but could you explain a little more about the way you see?" Lucian asks hesitantly. The sudden question takes me by surprise, but he carries on quickly before any discomfort can build. "Just so I don't make any stupid assumptions or mistakes in the future. I want to know how to make things easier for you."

The silent winds shoved the leafs side to the side. The front view was captivating, talk more of the inner houses. Roseline fed her eyes on the beautiful mansion, being accompanied by a maid. She was being led towards the pool silently. She does love the peaceful environment, and wished she could have something similar and simple after college. Just like an ordinary woman. A smile crept up her face. She silently approaches Lucian who bent down to pick his phone. "Lucian?" She called. Dumbstruck, Lucian lifts up his head to see her coming towards him with a smile on her face.

Just what happened between the two? “I know more than you think little girl! you are the first woman to be by Lenox side, so how can you just be a plaything? I guess that you are his mate, right? When I wanted to speak up, my body slump on the chair and sweat trickled down my forehead to my neck. I felt that I could not even breath well and the suffocation was killing me. … Lucien POV… It has been hectic since I came back to from city Y. I thought that with the mayor’s statement, those people will definitely give up, but I did not expect that they will cook up yet some another lie.

Lucien felt a rush of tenderness for her. The other nurse on board a big-boned woman in her forties was also busy as the ambulance lifted off. He saw Schwartz dart back, firing accurately, saw Aiyana as she wove through the smoke, shooting and creating a cover. Beston, his men…and then they were lifting up and flying away. Das and Lee were returning fire at the men who were taking shots at the aircraft, ineffectually attempting to bring it down.. But Lucien was too absorbed in his wife. He sat beside her, gently stroking her hand, holding her small white hand in his large hands. His eyes were moist but he was unaware of it.

I only met him a few minutes ago, but I am certain he is not easily fooled. And from what he said about her, Lucian isn’t her greatest fan. “I missed my flight,” Lucian sighs, and for some reason, I feel like that is a lie. He has this mysterious glint in his eyes that tells me he just cooked up an excuse. He just didn’t want to see his brother get mated to Evelara. "And there were no other flights on that day. I think it was a dangerous day to fly or something." I stifle the chuckle bubbling in my stomach.

she said, puffing her chest, “I’m happy that they married so they can give me a sister. Or brother. But sister is better and they should not take time, atleast none month” The whole hall erupted. I nearly choked. Lucian almost dropped his drink. Lilian continued confidently, “And Lucian loves Lyra so much that he beats people when they look at her—” “Lilian!” we all shouted at once. She giggled and skipped away. Later, when the music softened and guests drifted away, Lucian and I sat alone on the balcony overlooking the small garden. The breeze brushed my veil. His suit jacket warmed my shoulders. “Lyra,” he said quietly, reaching for my hand.

Still, he didn’t know that, which only meant he was pompous prick who had no remorse whatsoever. “Okay, that’s all the time I have left for non-” “Its Mars,” she blurted, effectively shutting him up. “So…” Lucian began but stopped himself, doing all he could to stop the first train of insults from spilling out as her words registered like a slap against the cheek. “You came all the way from the Capital to Lortal to gossip about your boyfriend?” He questioned, his voice rising with each word that left his lips. “Oh wait, sorry, husband. I would have you know I’d rather he be dead so whatever it is, I’m not helping so you can go sashay your way back to whoever sent you and we’d pretend this ne

Elara answered, and Lyra beamed instantly. "Look, Luci! She thinks I am pretty and cute!" Lyra said, clinging to his arm. "People think a lot of things," Lucien muttered, glancing briefly at Elara, "not everything is true." Lucien leaned back silently, but his eyes never left Elara's , as if he had already decided something… and she just didn’t know it yet.

When Lucien steps forward, taking his parents' place at the center of the dais, excitement ripples through me. “My dear friends,” he begins. “It is with great joy that I announce I have found the perfect she-wolf to become my Luna and aid me in my duties.” My breath catches. Moon starts spinning excitedly inside my mind. Out of instinct, I take one step forward. Lucien stretches his hand out. To me, I think, for one beautiful, foolish second. Yet another female takes it before I can even close the distance between us. I freeze as Lucien smiles at her, proudly announcing, “Please meet Liana Voss, my chosen mate and future Luna!”