Lady Lucia Stories Novels & Stories

Lillian asked, completely confused, “No. Sarah is Lucien’s mate.” “Wrong,” Lucy said, walking to the table and pouring herself a glass of wine. She was too shocked to see Nyssa, she had dropped her glass by mistake. Her hand trembled slightly, “Sarah never was. That girl in the red gown- that’s Lucien's chosen mate by the goddess”. “Huh?” Lucy turned to Lillian with furrowed brows as she said, “She’s supposed to be dead.” “I wonder…” The last sentence, she whispered it to herself alone.

he asked the lady who was on the bed, spreading her arms while arching her back. The scene made him confused. His mind was filled with ideas he presumed the reason why the lady was in such a position. ‘What is she trying to do?’ Lucian went closer and reached out for her forehead. Layla was sweating cold and her temperature kept rising. ‘She’s ill. Hah, so she’s just a human after all,’ he concluded. When he saw the royal soldiers brought the unconscious Layla amid the forest where the demon of the west consumed his feast, Lucian pitied the lady’s situation. But thinking back to why he didn’t do anything to save her as he felt sympathy towards her condition, that was because he also needed h

To have separate lives away from each other. "What does your friend looks like?" Lancelot asked. "Lucia is fifteen years old lady, bit shorter than me. Long straight black hair and has porcelain skin. She has big brown eyes, and she is very beautiful," I said. "Wait. What are those things?" Lancelot asked while pointing at the man-structured smokes hopping from one corner to another, searching. "That was done by my friend Lucia. She is a white snake summoner that is why she can produce men of white snake. She told them to go and search for his cousin. Remember Orion? The one I told you who just disappeared when there was a mist and a humming voice."

“Enough to know his blood didn’t wash the hands that spilled it. You’re a pawn in more than Matteo’s game.” The air thickened with dread. Bianca took a step forward, voice trembling but fierce. “Tell me. Tell me everything.” Lucia only smirked, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. “Secrets are like poison. Too much, too quickly, and you’ll choke.” She leaned closer, her breath warm at Bianca’s ear. “But remember this, Bianca: wolves wear velvet. And not all of them bear the Barone name.” Before Bianca could demand more, Lucia melted back into the maze, her figure swallowed by the hedges. Silence returned, heavier than before.

"You should be quiet and not hurt our ears, this is the result if you keep crying non-stop." Luciana inched backwards, but her hands and feet that were bound to the wooden chair made her movements seem useless. She wanted to go home and be back with her friends. She wanted her brave uncle to come save her. Saving her was like the fairy tales of the princesses that she had often read. The two men were like the monsters that had sometimes been present in her dreams, on the night when she suddenly missed her mother.

Hera suggested. They all agreed to her. I don't know that there is such a thing inside that library, maybe that's why no one is going inside that room easily since there are more than books there. "Huh? What's this?" Lore asked while she's reading the book. Lucinda, that's the name of the author of this book and the stories here were about her. Who is she really? "Who's Lucinda, by the way?" I asked. Maybe they know about her, or anything that is related to her even if it's little.

A beautiful girl trapped in a cursed place, which starts from running away from her engagement event, to being locked up in a embroidery house. 🌞🌞🌞 “Let me go, damn it! Why are you even holding me? What place is this?” shouted Lucia. Lucia's hands were grabbed by two big men and she was thrown into the room. Lucia banged on her door the moment she found out she was locked from the outside.

“They took her. Lila. My woman. Voss and that bitch Victoria set a trap at the gala. They’ve got her locked up somewhere in Hialeah shot her in the leg when she tried to escape, cracked her head open. She fought them, Don. Fought like I taught her. Held a gun on them and told them she belonged to me.” There was a heavy pause on the other end. “Shit,” Don muttered. “Your Lila? The one you told me about last time we talked the one who finally cracked that iron wall of yours?” “Yeah.” Lucian’s throat tightened. “She’s everything. They’re using her to destroy me leaking footage, pressuring the board, bleeding the company dry. I’m planning the extraction right now. It’s going to be a war. Bigger

Why were they still keeping up this act when they were alone? Lucia grabbed his collar and pulled him into a shameless kiss that had my trousers tightening at the groin area. Pressed against Ryan, she looked nothing like the proud leader she claimed to be and became a horny slut needy to be used in all three holes. At the thought, my tongue darted out and swiped against my lower lip. Ryan’s hand slipped under her shirt and cupped her breast and she moaned. Lucia Everton really was a beautiful woman.

She whined in pain. "Have you ever wonder why Lucifer annonce you as his mate and make you his Luna??" He raised a question and she stared intensely into his eyes. "He did it because you are a special wolf, he never loved you". Lucian said, trapping her in his grip against the wall. "All your words are lies so let me go". Jessica writhe and whined. "Come with me Jessica, I can give you everything he never gave you". Lucian said, his voice sounding deep and dangerous. He braced his hand on the wall as he grabbed her waist with his other hand and pulled her closer.