Gladiator Lucius Verus Novels & Stories

Luci’s eyes went so wide she was scared it would enter her skull as she allowed the implication of his words to penetrate her numb brain. ‘He is indeed that powerful?’ Luci do not want to believe it but the fact that she is reluctant to indeed get her naked ass off the couch to do as he bid is enough to dampen her urge to test out he truth of his words. “You might have more money than Croesus or even have the cops in your palm but nothing and I mean absolutely nothing will change the fact that you’re nothing but a rotten specie whom it’s my misfortune to come across.” She told him heatedly without reservation, easily forgetting her earlier promise not to provoke him again and it was when she

I asked. “Yes. I gave him a bit of the serum to keep him alive. You can go in and take a look at him!” “Okay.” In a private room in the facility… Marcus was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His thin body looked as if he did not have any breath in him. I strode over and stood over the bed. “Someone seems to be having a good life here!” I said, giving out a dry laugh. “Lucien, what did you guys do to me?” the man opened his eyes and looked at me with a cold gaze but I was not concerned.

"It would be too boring to call them." "Then how would you be interesting?" I really don't understand, "Does it have to be a bite to be fun?" They really do. One or two of them were so excited. Lucius had even taken off his coat. He was hunched over, ready to throw himself on the crocodile's back. I will admit that Lucius is in excellent health. If Antoninus is made of marble, Lucius is made of brass. He was a strong, tall man with bulging muscles, and he looked very hard, even metallic in the sun.

12 persuaded Lucas and Roman gave each other a glance, in Lucas’s eyes he doesn’t want roman to join but after all they were after the same cause. Kill the man who took so much from them, but killing people to achieve that wouldn’t make any sense. It’d only turn him into a monster he was not. “No!” he disagreed “Fine! But be careful, don’t get caught up in the heat and don’t get in my way” Legion threatened before walking away and they followed

The man was annoying as hell, but the only one I knew to be able to hack into any security system around without getting caught. “I need you to hack into Porter’s business building security. Shut down the cameras, and once I am up, shut down the elevators.” “What exactly do you need me for?” Lucius asked. He was the darkest of the ones I had called here, a mercenary I met while trying to find Grace’s murderer. He had never lost a fight until he met me, and as such decided to stick by my side like an unwanted blemish. He’s someone I like to keep at a distance. I’ve seen the smile that crosses his face as he hears his victims scream, it’s one that still plagues my dreams at times.

He had to find out who their leader was, and what they were planning. He looked up at the sky, the stars twinkling overhead. He knew he would have to be careful, to play his cards right. But he also knew that he was up for the challenge. He was Lucious, captain of the Roman legion, and he would stop at nothing to complete his mission. Over the next few days, Lucious settled into life in the gladiator camp. He trained with the other fighters, honing his skills and earning their respect. He also made a point of getting to know the other gladiators, learning their names and their stories.

She watched as he fought with all his might, determined to win his freedom and secure a future with Amara. And in the end, he did just that. Lucius emerged victorious from the tournament, earning his freedom and the admiration of the crowd. Amara rushed to his side, tears streaming down her face, as he held her close and whispered words of love and devotion. Together, they left the Colosseum behind and set out on a new journey, one filled with hope and promise. They traveled to Lucius' homeland, where they were married in a small, intimate ceremony, surrounded by friends and family.

However, many other young aristocrats in the galaxy of Ranindusnas lost their lives in combat or killed themselves after defeat, including the great orator Hortensia’s, Marcus Porcius Cato, son of Cato the Blood-EyeMed Priestess, and Marcus Livy Drusus Claudian (the father of Livia Drusila, the future wife of Andurusus). Some of the nobles who managed to escape negotiated a surrender to Arthir and served him (among them Laurdus Calpurnius Bibulus and Marcus Valerius Messala Corvinus). Apparently, the nobles didn't want to face the blood-eyed priestess and merciless Andurusus.

Their deployment meant one thing: whoever they were sent after was going to die without fail. Was Kairos ready to kill his own son? Even if not by blood, Lucan still looked at him as a father. "Sir?" she questioned carefully. "Objective?" Although she already knew what it was. "Lucan Vale," Kairos stated, the name uttered like a final verdict. "He has deviated. He is compromised." He turned to face her fully, his eyes devoid of any lingering sentiment. "He retrieved the Obsidian Dagger from Caelthorn Island, dismissed his transport, and has likely gone dark. He will likely surface in Velmora City his operational base, his connections, his fiancée."