Lalu Rue Novels & Stories

“Enter!” Nate enters first, followed by three men, the fathers of the girls. They seem surprised to see Celine here, but George stands to greet them, and Celine follows suit. He indicates that they take seats in the chairs in front of his desk. “Hello there, in case you’re not aware, I am Alpha Roi George de Laurant.” They all bow to him, and he gestures to Celine, “And this is my Mate, the soon to be crowned Queen Luna Celine.” She bows her head, and they nod.

“We’re going there now.” ***** [Juliette’s POV] The building looks like a giant column of glossy windows. Blue with clouds floating across the rectangular glass panels. From afar, it looks like a giant icicle poking the sky. The Lux building, on the other hand, resembles the Tower of Babel disguised as a wedding cake with its white and grey exterior. After stopping by the curbside, a club bouncer in black suit and shades dashed towards us and did a deep bow before greeting Ralph. SLAP!

Beside her, Elias Thorne was cross-referencing satellite imagery with the coordinates William had whispered in the Berlin courtroom. "Rue de la Paix, Number 14," Elias said, his voice a low hum against the distant cry of seagulls. "Blue shutters, just as he said. The building is an 18th-century tenement. No back exit, but the rooftops are interconnected. If she realizes we’re coming, she’ll be over the shingles before we hit the first landing."

"Sorry, Lara mentioned it in her text one second. A silver Range." Alpha Lewis mindlinked his guards and asked a driver to take us to the gates to welcome them. The brand-new car spoke volumes about his wealth, and I couldn't help noticing he was a younger version of Alpha Rowan. He opened the door for Lara, who rushed to a tearful, rooted Elina. Ronan then opened the car door for his stunning human mate, Rima. Alpha Lewis graciously invited them for drinks and dinner, but they politely declined, mentioning they have other plans.

Adam Lewiston The air was lighter now. The stifling tension that had clung to the early part of the evening, a product of navigating Gracian’s sharp wit and discerning palate, had dissipated with the last bottle of Chateau Margaux. Lu’s laughter echoed through the penthouse as we walked Gracian toward the elevator. Lu kept close at my side, still slightly flushed from the wine—or perhaps from the compliments Gracian had showered him with during dinner. James followed discreetly a few steps behind, polite as ever but observant.

Lizzy replied. "She's always available" the bouncer replied, and Lizzy chuckled. "Need to use the restroom, be right back" he said, and Lizzy shrugged as he left. She got her phone to call Pearl, but someone snatched it from her, and she looked up to see Rook staring piercingly at her Rue is beside him, a mean smile on her pale lips. "Fashion icon, what's up?" Rue waved tauntingly, popping gum in her mouth.

Lala, do you want some white with your fish? 'Bottle of Graves,' she said, feeling taciturn now that she saw that the waiter was not much of a flirt. 'Very well,’ he said, and again disappeared. 'Well, this is very civilised,' said Teddy, fearful that he was losing Lala. She said nothing but gazed out at the people passing by. She fought the rising high tide of insanity which swelled dangerously at her mind's dockyard. She thought about the nickname the Bordelaise had given their city: port of the moon, because it lay on a crescent bend in the Garonne. In times gone past, the clipper ships had sailed right up to the Pont de Pierre to load their liquid cargo. I am like a port of the moon, a m

Maya's POV The Rue de la Paix was a gauntlet of flashing bulbs and high-octane chatter, but as I stood on the threshold of my own boutique, the applause felt like static. My hand was still cold from the weight of the brass key Léo had just tucked into my palm.

"Of course, you should see Leo's face after we drove him into a trap. Layla got her brothers to threaten him. I swear he almost piss himself. You should have been there, now of his bodyguards didn't even try to stop us." There is more laughing. "We'll meet you at the spot." Rue says before hanging up. I call Avril, who answers immediately and tells me that she is already at the spot.

BINTA I lived on a remote island on the coast of Lafiya called Rayuwa. Lafiya is a country made up of four states. Fili State, Ruwa State, Gona State and Daji state. Rayuwa is part of Daji State, and the capital of Daji is Duniya. The proximity of Rayuwa to Duniya is near. Lafiya is a developed country, but although Rayuwa is a part of Lafiya, it lacks civilisation, and because of this, it serves as a tourist attraction for Lafiya, generating millions in revenue. In Rayuwa, there were no schools, no electricity, or water supply. People usually fetched water from the streams or dug wells in their compounds. The lack of civilisation made it impossible for us to access proper medical care, and