Novel & Cerita Lady Lucia Stories

I took to ny heels immediately running towards the direction of the abandoned building which was Rihanna's and my hideout, I knew I wasn't safe anywhere not even there but I needed to rest a while, I knew I wasn't safe; I was neither safe in the hideout nor safe in the town, after catching my breath I ran into the woods immediately. Jerry's POV Lucia and I met at the mall two years ago and I must confess it was love at first sight, not wanting to lose the new treasure I found I kept stalking her till I finally had the courage to ask her out, she laughed when I confessed my love to her asking me how it felt to get it off my chest, wondering what she meant I asked her what she was trying to sa

Khristian gave Lucia a smile, The Prince couldn't help but sneer. Once the bestfriends had made it home, Lucia told Khristian she was going for a swim to clear her mind. She was only three months and a half. Her belly bumb was now visible. She walked alone there with her hair tied into a pony tail. The dress she wore outlined her pregnant tummy. She sat on the grass, watching as the water flowed. She wasn't expecting anyone as sge threw small stones into the water. She stopped expecting anything the day it finally dawned onto her that she meant nothing to the Prince and that more than anything he deserved better than her and that would be Princess Amelia of France. It finally dawned onto her

"You're the top trending topic. The entire East Coast is talking about you right now. Go look!" I quickly logged into the forum. A headline was pinned right at the top of the homepage. "The Dark Secrets of Aurora Shadows' Mysterious Luna Exposed" "It is common knowledge that Alpha Lucian's wolf is deeply in love with his first love, Lara, who recently returned to the country. However, five years ago, Lucian suddenly entered a low-profile mating bond for reasons unknown. The truth is, Camille—a she-wolf born from a common pack—used her pregnancy to blackmail Lucian. Now that Lara has returned with a terminal illness, this jealous luna has repeatedly humiliated her in public, even cursing her

“Sisters tell each other the things no one else believes.” I think of Leah’s dreams. Of knowing Livia before Rome. Of information bleeding sideways through time and intimacy. “Did Lucia work with Aurelia?” I ask, the name tasting bitter. The woman’s eyes sharpen instantly. “You know that word,” she says. “Yes.” Her gaze holds mine. “Then you know enough to be dangerous.” “I know enough to be lied to,” I say. She considers that. Then nods. “Lucia was not officially employed by anyone,” she says. “She was a student. Brilliant. Curious. Curious enough to be useful.”

He didn’t hide. I cleared my throat, forcing my voice to soften. “Lucian, do you remember anything about your real mummy? Before you came here?” He didn’t speak at first. His thumb rubbed the edge of his blanket, over and over like he was tracing something only he could see. “I remember...a lady,” he whispered finally. “She smelled like soap. And she sang.” Eliana blinked back tears. “Did she tell you stories?” Lucian nodded. “About a big tree. And running away. She said...she said if I ever got scared, I should look for the tree.”

Instantly, curiosity consumed me, and I couldn't resist probing further, "What happened to her?" A heavy silence fell upon Guila. Her lips quivered, but no words escaped. "What happened?" I urged, allowing my inquisitiveness to draw me closer. I took a seat beside her on the couch, eager to hear the chilling tale she was about to share. "Her name was Lucia, and she served as our maid back then. She was new, and on the day she was recruited, she was explicitly instructed to steer clear of the room. However, like a moth to a flame, she disregarded the warning, leading to her swift downfall," Guila's voice grew softer, laced with a touch of melancholy. Her words only fueled my curiosity further

she stammered, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks, "you're welcome, Lucian. I’m glad I could help.” I offered her a genuine smile, appreciating her kind demeanor in this unfamiliar world. "I appreciate it, nonetheless. Your knowledge has been invaluable to me." As I spoke, I noticed that some of the scattered books and scrolls around her seemed to be related to Lycan history and curses. It gave me the idea that perhaps Lucy held more knowledge than she realized. Her gaze followed mine and her curiosity seemed to overcome her initial fear. "Lucian," she began cautiously, her voice tinged with curiosity, "I've read many stories about you, about the Cursed Lycan King, the Lord of Chaos. Are

Lady Lucia sat up late one night and penned the letter. She left out as much detail about Rosalina’s life as possible without Edric missing the point of the letter. When she was finished, Lady Lucia called a messenger and told him to get the letter to Mercia as quickly as possible. She knew that Edric would be furious when he read the letter and would go straight to the King and Queen. She hoped that soon her mistress would be saved from the monster she had been forced to marry. Lady Lucia returned to Lady Rosalina’s chambers and laid down in her bed until Rosalina woke up.

He left the office, walked down the stairs, through the living room, and stopped in front of the bedroom door. He knocked softly. "Lulu." No answer. Only the sound of crying was still heard. "Lulu, open the door." "I don't want to!" Alexandro sighed again. He tried to open the door. It was unlocked. He entered slowly. Lucia sat on the edge of the bed, her body curled up, her arms hugging a pillow. Her face was wet with tears. Her eyes were red. Her nose was swollen. She looked at Alexandro with a mixed expression of anger, shame, and hurt.

Given to choose between marrying a stranger arranged by her parents or Jason, the father of her child, Cassy was sure she would rather tie the knot with the devil she was accoustomed to. Besides Jason confessed that he liked her. Although liking was different from loving, it was enough for now. She believed with time, their feelings will grow to love. Meanwhile at the police station. Lucia was being interrogated about the whereabouts of the millions she stole from the company but she was insisting to be innocent. That she didn't have an idea of what the officer was talking about. " You should give up. I don't know what you are talking about." She repeated that line for a thousand time that d