Hai Luka Novels & Stories

“Now.” Riley nodded, straightening his shoulders as they approached the crowd. The pack members parted as they neared, creating a path to where Elder Marcus stood. “Elder Marcus,” Sabrina called, her voice carrying across the gathering. “I believe there’s been a misunderstanding.” The Elder turned, his weathered face flushed with indignation. “Luna, these reforms you propose, they go against everything the Harem stands for!”

his eyes were obsessed. He took out his own phone — Luciano De Luca who has no social media — and posted his first I*******m in 3 years. A photo of my belly in that cut dress, his hand on it, City Hall behind us. Caption: *Mrs. De Luca. My queen. My hospital's queen. Lily's mamma. Size 16. - L* He tagged me. In 2 minutes: 500K likes. I looked at him, crying again. "You just made me I*******m official?"

a male voice yelled. Are you kidding me? Ellie shook her head. They can’t even tell the difference between a human and a New Species. The idiots don’t even know what to shoot at. Hunters, my ass, she fumed, remembering that word painted on the side of their truck. “Come out, kitty cat.”

Rica and Luke recoil, yet Luke say, “No man, Rica’s on some kind of purify for her UTI.” Hurl was appalled, “Goodness come on, man, I would rather not have any familiarity with that! You simply drink for your sweetheart.” “She’s not my sweetheart. How often do I need to tell you?” Luke’s voice developed stronger in the disturbance. His words sting for Rica, and it waited in her eyes for some time prior to burning through her whole existence. Hurl eases off and says, “I was simply joking. My terrible. It’s not my issue to worry about, and I’m out.”

Luca said. “He made one mistake!” “And paid for it appropriately.” Hilda laughed hysterically. “Appropriately? You ruined him!” “So you ruined my luna?” Luca asked. That word sent a jolt through me. It wasn't a warm feeling, and it definitely wasn't comforting. It just felt heavy. “I didn’t think it would get this big,” she whispered. "I just wanted to get people talking. I wanted them to doubt him and hurt him, even just a little bit."

A hickey! Even the maids pause mid-task to steal a glance at me. Heat floods my cheeks, the kind that rivals a freshly brewed cup of Maria’s coffee. I scramble to cover the mark, fumbling with the buttons on my blouse. “Uh, it—it was a bug bite,” I stammer, my voice reaching an octave higher than usual. “Yeah, sure.” Serena huffs, shaking her head in disappointment. The maids exchange a look, a silent conversation passing between them that speaks volumes. One of them, a young girl named Lily, even stifles a giggle.

I was stuck in my head and decided to get confirmation from Daniel. “Is that true? Lucian is Elora's first mate?” I asked while he nodded. “His name isn’t Lucian but Kace.” He replied, while I nearly fell to the floor as the shock was overwhelming.

This thick piece of wood is isolating me from the outside world. “I’m here,” I said through the door. I think I’ve heard the man’s voice somewhere before, but I didn’t quite recall. “I’m Luka. We’ve met before. My men and I saved you and Hayden when you both fell down a cliff...do you remember?” Luka said. Oh, so that’s why his voice sounded familiar. I recalled the face of the old man who led the team to save us when we fell. Why is Luka here? “Yes, I remember,” I replied.

reported JP with the most respectful voice he could muster. “What does that supposed to mean JP?” Asked Luka. “I have lost our Luna; I was in the pack house, and she went home with her father to pack. When I came looking for her, she was not there and apparently, she was with her friends, but no one has seen them. We have been looking for them but no luck so far.” Reported JP and waiting for an answer but it never came. The only thing he heard was the phone being dropped.

Lu asked, making Lola frown. “A tea kettle?” She shrugged her shoulders as she moved towards her tiny kitchen. “He means spirits?” Bodach said with a chuckle at her innocent response. “Oh, you mean like alcohol?” Lola asked. She had some wine in the fridge from this weekend. “Aye, I’d love some whiskey. If you have it,” Lu said perking up. “I’ve got some white wine in the fridge.” She offered hopefully. “Settled then,” Lu said pushing up from the couch a happy hop in his step. His copper-colored curls bouncing as he walked towards the kitchen behind Lola. His eyes lingering on the swell of her hips.