Luca Balsa Novels & Stories

Luca never had a chance as I finished him, delivering a jab to the neck that momentarily constricted blood flow effectively causing him to black out. “It’s all you now, Basil.” Cam, my dad’s second in command yelled. He was trying to pump Basil up so he would keep fighting. Cam was feeding him encouraging words which will ultimately end with him lying next to Luca. Deciding to get this training session over with, I approached an exhausted Basil. He held up his hands in submission. “Sorry, I can’t continue. I’m beat, my entire body is aching.” All my attention was on Basil when out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a blue fist of fire headed straight toward my face.

They knew those words were parting words. “Please, do not trouble yourselves. The gods singled me out for this mission, and not you. I am certain that there are disciples ahead, chosen by the gods, to assist me. Your destiny lies with you. Goodbye till we meet again. I must travel to the kingdom of Fallahi to meet Banabella, my sibling, whose beauty has brought upon us, this evil of death and destruction. May the gods be with you till we meet to part no more.” He took up a bladder of water, stared at them one last time, and strutted off, as the men stared at him in bewilderment.

“I’m sorry, I can’t just abandon Ezra… I… I also… I really like Isla. Please don’t keep me from seeing her… Ezra is a good child…” Ezra is a good child, but what about Isla? Indeed, no matter how lofty Luca’s words seemed, he was still biased towards his own son, wasn’t he? Seeing that Vanessa didn’t respond, Luca grew agitated, pulling at her. “What I said is true, really…” “Okay, okay, you’re telling the truth…” Vanessa felt overwhelmed by this drunken man. With all this fuss, she was at her limit and could only find ways to soothe him, hoping he would calm down.

You're going to pay big-time! "English please" He demanded backing away from me and putting his hands in his pockets. "Why the fuck did you kill her?!" I screamed. "Are you really that butthurt that you didn't get to fuck me in that club?" He chuckled raising an eyebrow at my words "I did it because you killed two of my business partners" "Care to elaborate on that? I've killed many" I stated. "The name Logan De Luca rings a bell?" My mind rushed back to that time in the club where I successfully seduced Logan but failed

Venitia looked at him worriedly. "He's been sitting and typing non-stop,,,won't his shoulders be in pain", she thought. She stood up and walked to him, she started massaging his shoulders gently. Luca smiled,, feeling relaxed and more comfortable than before. "Thanks Venitia,,I don't know what I'd have done without you", Luca said and Venitia blushed. After some minutes, Luca found the information he was looking for. "Venitia, come see this", Luca said and Venitia rushed over. Venitia's eyes widened when she saw Lucius, the CEO of K.C corporation bribing a staff of Antonio's company.

“But you’re still hesitating.” “Because you’re terrifying,” I said between breaths. That made him almost smile. Almost. “I’ve been called worse.” We went again and again until sweat ran down my neck. Finally, I dropped onto the grass. “You fight better angry,” Luca said. “But you think better calm. Learn to balance both.” “Is that your secret to being impossible?” “No,” he said. “That’s my secret to staying alive.” He handed me a bottle of water. His fingers brushed mine…barely but enough for something to flicker inside me. It wasn’t love. Not even desire. It was recognition. Of strength meeting strength.

he asked. Luca looked at him. “We stay ahead of him,” Luca said finally. “How?” Henry pressed. Luca didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he turned back to me. “There’s something else you need to know,” he said. My chest tightened slightly. “What?” His gaze hardened. “I wasn’t in the country, I was in Brazil” he began. Ashley frowned slightly. “And?” “And while I was there, one of my contacts reached out” Luca continued. “What kind of contact?” Nick asked.

“My Spanish was never very good.” She looked around the room, noticing the intense focus from everyone in the group except one, Luca. He seemed preoccupied with something on his shoe. “It is in Bolivia.” She added, and watched him nod his head in agreement. “Luca,” Katalea hesitated. “Have you been there before?” All eyes flashed to him. He nodded his ascent. “Yes, it was a long time ago. I don’t remember anything special there.” “Maybe this isn’t it. It was just the first thing that popped up on my phone,” Katalea admitted.

I turned around, and it was Luca. "Sorry I didn't knock," he said, realising he had scared me. He gave me an envelope. I took it and felt a card in it. "I had my beta open an account for you. Use the card to get money from the atm or shop anywhere. There is no limit on it but be wise about it," he said, smiling at me. He pulled me in a hug, and I felt him take in my scent. It was awkward. I could feel his reluctance to leave, but I did not say anything. I could be reading it all wrong. I breathed a bit, and he scented Hazel and Sandalwood. What were the odds he would smell the same as the field Declan took me to in my dream?

Luca stood up, hands buried deep in his pockets, and approached the window, gazing out as his mind raced with a myriad of thoughts. Yet, amidst the jumble of his musings, one question loomed largest: why did Elena meet with Carlos? Luca had orchestrated Carlos's release from police custody for a reason; he knew Carlos was responsible for assaulting Elena. Carlos had confessed to Luca, and his decision to set him free was driven by a desire to uncover the truth about their relationship. Now, their unexpected encounter carried a singular implication. Luca pressed his lips together, grappling with the reality he was reluctant to accept.