Hai Luka Mga Nobela at Kwento

Why couldn’t Hugo hold his laughter? “Did you seriously said Figa and Bene in one single sentence?” Hugo spoke while trying to hold his laughter. “I … I may have.” Luca admitted sheepishly. “And what did you exactly say”? Hugo asked him, not only to tease him but also to explain it to Caterina. “I said, ‘La tua figa sta prendendo le mie dita così bene’.” Luca said in a murmuring tone. Hugo looked at him with eyes wide open and then Caterina had to cup her ears but if she thought Hugo was laughing too much, he was actually howling with laughter now.

Taylor snarled and was about to strike him when Ryan pulled Luka back forcefully. "What the hell is wrong with you, why are you provoking them?" Luka tried to release his hands from Ryan's grip which led them to a shuffle. Ryan tried to grip him by his shoulders, but Luka freed himself, he turned back and shouted, "SHE IS MY MATE...MY MATE". There was a shocked silence all around when Luka declared that she was his mate. Amanda and Aiden looked on with their mouths hanging open. "What? Who is whose mate?" She challenged.

A large desk sat not far from the floor to ceiling window with papers scattered all across its surface, and a glass of half finished whiskey sat next to the computer. Luca stood near the window, his back turned to me, his phone pressed to his ear. He was speaking in a low tone but I couldn't hear what he was saying. The faint light from the city and the sky outlined his silhouette and I could swear I almost saw aura oozing out of him. I took a step closer, no sure if he had noticed me yet. “I don't care what it takes,” Luca said quietly into the phone, his tone sharp and dangerous. “Make sure every single Hills don't see the sunrise. Slaughter them all and find Bill immediately.”

"I mean, did you see yourself sniffing around the kitchen like a mad women." "I wasn't sniffing.." I replied with a scowl on my face. "You were sniffing like a dog and the next thing you said was it smells like pumpkin and you wanted pumpkin." Laura said making me feel utterly embarrassed. "Uh.. I said butternut." I told her in a low voice. "You know what pumpkin, butternut, whatever.." She peeved, I was start to think.. I'm annoying. "Where are you going with Luka anyways?" "He said he wanted to go to the beach and see the sunset or something.." I shrugged.

Luke sarcastically said. Luke swirled the pasta in his fork before taking a bite. Haru's eyes were on him as he took his first bite. Luke kept his gaze down, not wanting to meet Haru's eyes. Haru reached his hand forward and wiped the sauce off of Luke's face with his thumb. Their eyes met as Haru licked off the sauce from his finger. Luke's heart skipped a beat as Haru's tongue dragged across his thumb.

friend" but you are not part of the pack. Now you may say your goodbyes, we have a wedding to get to." I approach David and before I reach out to hug him, I hear Alpha in my mind again. "Don't touch him. YOU ARE MINE!" I turn to face him "I am yours. but you said to say our goodbyes. I say Goodbyes with a hug. Grant me this last contact please and I will never touch him again Alpha." A low growl escapes, "My Luna requests one last hug, keep your hands on her upper back. Any lower and I'll rip your hands off."

I blurt out. Cortèz starts to stroke his cane over the sand making a capital L. “Let.” He says to us while he writes the capital letter U. “Us.” Then strokes his cane again making a capital A. “All.” Writes the letter H. “Heal.” Lastly he finished with the capital U. “Unexpectedly.” Harry finishes. Cortèz smiles. “The island of LUAHU is home for people who wishes to heal. May the both of you heal from your pains and be awakened soon.” He walks away until he magically disappears fading.

“Yeah, me too.” We both get out of the car, and I hand her the car keys. Luka walks towards us. He runs his eyes from my head to my toes and then back up at my face before he turns to Paula and hugs him, pecking her temple. He clearly hates me, yet he does not even know me. A car stopped across the road. I checked my phone to confirm if that was my ride. “That’s my ride. Adiós.”

But I decide to let it slide. Downstairs, Luka was at the kitchen island, scrolling through emails on his tablet. He glanced up when Lily finally appeared—with her hair in a messy bun, her hoodie half-zipped, and one sock missing. “Morning, Lily,” Luka said, smirking. “You look like you had a good night.” “Morning, stalker,” she shot back, grabbing a granola bar. “You look like you’re forty going on eighty.” Luka laughed. “Ouch.”

"It's classifiеd, Sеlеnе. You'll undеrstand whеn thе timе is right." I rollеd my еyеs, frustration bubbling within mе. "Classifiеd? Comе on, you can't еxpеct mе to givе my all without knowing what I'm gеtting into." Luca, always quick with a jokе, intеrjеctеd, "Maybе it's a top-sеcrеt mission to rеscuе a kidnappеd sandwich. You nеvеr know."