Lars X Lapis Novels & Stories

This was not particularly so suspicious had Lars didn't see something he wasn't meant to see a month prior. Since then, Lars had been deeply invested spying on his neighbor, Mr. Magnus Musgrave. Although, he was not just a mere neighbor as he was a cherished family friend. Lars and Len's mother, Alicia Sykes, even had repeatedly expressed her gratitude for having him around to help them get through everything.

I smiled, Lise spoke highly of this Lars, and Mathias clearly doesn’t see him as a threat. As I stepped toward them, Lars stepped forward, holding out a hand for me to shake. A hand the size of a fricking ham! “It’s nice to finally meet you Miss. I have heard so much about you – all of it good, of course.” He chuckled good naturedly. “I thought it was time I came to pay my respects to the saviour of the vampire race.” I blushed. His hands went to his belt, holding onto it as he grinned. I got the impression his hands wouldn’t fit in any pockets; dressed in slacks and a henley, I doubted the man had ever seen any other outfit in his life, before remembering he was meant to be hundreds of year

“No idea what you’re talking about. About the northeastern quadrant patrol–” Lars’ deep, accented voice says, “Javi is right.” Normally he ignores Javier whenever he tries to get a rise out of me, since it never works. Until now. And now Lars is actually getting up from his chair to investigate. Damn it. The giant Norwegian blond comes closer to me, peering at me with bright blue eyes. “He’s right. You’re… glowing.” I frown. “Are both of you high? I don’t fucking glow.”

Durbar asked worriedly and Harper smirked. " Because I know who Larsen is. He knew who his enemies were and what they were thinking. They made a mistake underestimating him. And it'll be their worst mistake," he said with a smirk and grabbed the hair of the girl, shoving his shaft deep into her throat and causing her to choke and fight for breath.

Ever. I offered a small, tight smile. “Maybe it's for the best” I slid off his lap and pecked his lips. “I have to go check on Elian” His eyes never left me till I was out of the room. In the days that followed, I rarely saw Lukas. When I managed to speak to him, he simply said he had a lot of work to do. He would return when I was fast asleep and leave before I woke up. His birthday was one of those days.

“Who’s pulling your strings, puppet?” Lars’s lips split as they widened, dragged across his face in a grin that made the dark veins along his cheeks bulge sickeningly. His laughter was wet from the substance that coated his teeth, much thicker than blood even though it carried a similar scent. His laugh sounded both male and female, like two voices layered over one another. One belonged to a cocky biker, the other a woman. “Where’s the fun in asking a question you already know the answer to?” He mused, his body uncomfortably still and his eyes unblinking. “Such incredible power, yet you lack the wits to put it to proper use.”

His hair was damp, sticking to his forehead, and his amber eyes burned like molten gold in the dim light. He didn’t look at Carlos at first. He was holding something. The bundle dripped steadily onto the floor. Carlos’s stomach turned to ice. “Tell me that is not what I think it is,” he growled, stalking forward. Lars’s gaze finally lifted, locking on him with an eerie calm. His mouth curled into something between a smile and a snarl. “I came to return what belongs to you,” Lars said, his voice low and carrying, the kind of voice that made the hair on the back of every warrior’s neck rise.

Joseph was serious. "Yes, sir. I will drink on limits, sir," Harper said sarcastically. Both of them entered the club, which was full of people here and there. It was just 5 pm, but the club was already starting to get crowded. "Harper, you can go and stay by the chair at the bar counter. I will change and be there in some moment," Joseph directed his hands towards the bar counter. Harper nodded his head and did what Joseph said. After few minutes, Joseph came to the other side of the counter, wearing a black tank top. It had the logo of the nightclub on the back. Joseph was also wearing an apron. His arm tattoos were standing out, and the piercing made him look surreal. Harper was amazed.

"You—" Just as Lars spoke, Yolanda interrupted, "Lars, why are you interrogating the poor man?" That wasn't what Felix had hoped for. After all, he only had one week of rest, and he needed to deal with Yolanda's family crisis within a week. He quickly changed the subject. "And you are Lars…" "Lars Lennings. You can call me Lars." Felix chuckled. "I see that you're not from an ordinary family. Could you recommend anything worth investing in Monaire? If I don't get a project within a week, my dad will send me abroad again."

As soon as he saw Keelin, Lars' anger was immediately extinguished, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl in front of him, "What are you here for?" "Are you … ok?" Keelin asked timidly “I…” Lars glanced behind Keelin to make sure there was no one but her, then said, “You go inside first.” Keelin nodded and entered. Judging from how Lars looked, he must have just taken a shower. His whole body was covered with the scent of shower gel, his hair was still wet with water, but his face still showed a tired look. Lars is indeed very handsome, which is what Keelin has always asserted, so even though he is tired, he is still extremely attractive to look at.