Lifeless Lucy Novels & Stories

We've got to have ten kids, and live happily ever after. He squeezed her tightly against him, hoping, praying, and wishing for a miracle. It came. Lucy took a deep breath, coughed, and gasped. He leaned back, and watched as her chest started to inflate and deflate. She reached up, rubbing the back of her head. "Ouch!" "Lucy, baby." Her blue eyes opened, and she looked up at him. "Are you mad at me?" "You died. You weren't breathing." "Clarissa and Andrew failed to mention that it was going to hurt like hell. I felt the magic leave my body." She held her palm out, and nothing happened. Lucy smiled. "It's gone."

“Oh, I was. But death couldn’t hold me.” I swallowed, forcing myself to find my voice. “What happened to you?” Her smile faded, replaced by something darker. “You happened to me, Katrina.” My stomach twisted. “What do you mean?” Lucy took a step closer, her movements unnervingly graceful, almost inhuman. “You left me to die. And when I thought it was over, they found me.” Shaun’s jaw tightened. “Who?” Lucy’s eyes burned with fury. “The ones who gave me a second chance. The ones who made me stronger.”

Her initial question that reminded me of my hell bound punishment rings in my ear and I turn to look at her, "No don't wait for me.Ciara would be waiting for you." Ciara is Lucy's younger sister and only family. They lost their parents in a fire and lost everything valuable in their lives. Lucy lost all except her fifteen year old sister,the only reason she claims to live and the poor little teenage girl lost her sense of speech from the trauma of losing her parents. Her extended family tried to claim care of her but Lucy fought back and promised to somehow manage to fend for them both since she's legally an adult and that brings us to her wanting to join The Rebels, us.

It's a cruel fate, and my heart breaks for her. I take a deep breath and stand up, my eyes scanning the area for any sign of the wisps. They've disappeared into the mist, leaving us alone in the eerie silence of the underworld. I close my eyes for a moment and say a silent prayer for Lucy. If Lavinia is correct, then her soul is gone. Does that mean this is the end for her? That there's nowhere for her to go now? No afterlife after the underworld? It's too much to bear. I only just met Lucy, but I can't help but feel partly responsible. If only I had my full powers, maybe I could have saved her.

Its mouth was pried and held open like something out of an old story. You’ll never be free. That ghostly laughter came again. You’ll die just the way they all did. Then… Then what. I looked around. Then, I’ll have my victory. The darkness cleared for a moment. I saw Lucy in a thin white gown, practically transparent over her body. She wore nothing beneath it. Her stomach was round with a child. Her hair was long and straight as she pressed her hands to a pane of glass. A dark figure walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, twining a finger in her hair. It was Tony or maybe Matt, but that wasn’t what bothered me.

asked Lowell, trembling. Lucy looked at Faye. The one whom they were willing to die for just to protect, got hurt. She rushed into her daughter. "Oh, my god. In no time, she will turn into a corpse! Why so soon?" Lucy whispered, feeling panic-stricken. "There's a poison."

Catherine asked alertly. “If I wanted to kill her, I would have done that a long time ago or let Iris do that” Plague replied coldly. Lucy slowly woke up, she had recalled being knocked out by Plague yesterday morning after feeding her the same concoction she now tastes in her mouth. “Why are you doing this, shouldn't you be by Iris' side?” Lucy asked slowly, her voice barely audible. Plague gave her some water, at first Lucy was hesitant but knowing that the figure before her doesn't plan to harm her, at least for now, she slowly opened her mouth and gulped down the water greedily that she nearly choked.

Lucy-Anne had legs that stretched for miles and her long, brown wavy hair accentuated her oval face and brown eyes. Id give it to her, she was pretty. I hated to believe my eyes stuck on her like glue, But then her eyes met mine. Quickly i shifted my gaze from her, but i still caught the smirk that drew across her lips. “Yh right.” Lucas, despite Lucy-Annes long legs, he easily towered over her, So when his hand wrapped around her neck, and veins pulsating at the back of his palms, I felt a lump form in my throat.

But because he's gone, the old hag watches Lucy even more closely, worried no one will take care of her when she's old… Lucy is probably going to rot away in those mountains. As I listened, I couldn't help laughing. "Isn't that what she wanted? No one's stopping her anymore. She can cry to her heart's content." Lucy never wanted to save herself. She believed therapy and learning to control her emotions would be more painful. Then, she could live with the choice she made. As for me, I'd fought too hard to crawl out of the dirt. I wasn't going to let her drag me back into it!

They couldn't have been more than fifteen years of age and were both intelligent looking. "We are the new fates, brothers Jackson and Nowell and you two are Rai, the Grim Reaper and Sebastian, a Death & Life soul cultivator, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," Jackson stated and presented his open hand to us as he stepped closer. Rai shook it first and said we needed to clean up the mess. "We will deal with it, you both enjoy your newly engaged selves," Jackson grinned. We both thanked them profusely and stood back as they waved their hands over the corpses and the bodies and blood all vanished.