Luca Blackish Novels & Stories

He's looking directly at me for one short second before turning to Millie when she starts talking again. Instead of the usual casual wear of jeans and t-shirt that I normally see him don, or if we were to be honest nowadays I see him more in his underwear or the lack of it, well, today he definitely looked different in that charcoal grey suit, radiating the aura of a leader. So his name is Luca? L.L.S. Luca Sinclair. He's not a millionaire as I imagined before? He actually works? Not inherit money or has a trust fund, coming from a wealthy, influenced family?

She looks flushed, and I've known Isabelle long enough to know she never blushes. “Who is it?” I ask, breaking the silence. “Hi Mrs King.” Lucas's annoying voice answers my question. Luca is usually in his army uniform, so I'm shocked to see him wearing a black T shirt and dark jeans. “Didn't take you for the type to have ink on.” I divert the conversation. He chuckles. “Oh this? Don't mind it.” He pushes away from my counter. His arm is curved in ink, some intricate design I can’t make out under the low light.

Sophia said and Damon glared at Luca angrily, he was dressed in all black and his aura was powerful but he couldn’t look scared in front of a mafia, it should be the other way around. “Did he do anything to you?” Damon asked worriedly and Sophia shook her head in denial. Luca glared at Sophia’s innocent face, her red cherry lips but he knew he was not supposed to be attracted to her. But he found it hard to not want her. “Damon Russo” he called and Damon felt cautious beside this man, he had heard a lot of things about Luca. When Luca was in Poland, his name was popular in Italy and many other countries, in the police record he is recorded as the top gangster alive but he has never visited j

Because this was where she chose to use it. To heal. Not destroy. And somewhere in Blackstone, Nicholas laughed as he played with Mimi while playing with his dinosaurs. He was unaware of what just happened. He is safe and protected. Exactly where he was meant to be. * And in the aftermath of collapse, Luca stood still and silent in the control room. He continued to watch the void where his system had been. His expression unreadable but his eyes are sharp and alive. “So,” he murmured. “A war.”

I take the seat and hit the answer button. Luca's face pops up on the screen, bloodshot eyes decorated with dark circles, scattered hair, and a pale face. He is sitting in his study; he pulls on the sleeves of his hoodie and stretches his hands to his coffee mug. "Hey, did you receive my text?" Hmm... I scratched my ears, I did. "But I don't understand it."

Like even in church, we can’t pretend we’re united. And at the end of the aisle, waiting at the altar like a beautiful nightmare, is Luca. He’s wearing black. Of course he is. The suit is perfectly tailored, making his shoulders look broader, his presence more commanding. His hair is slicked back, exposing that sharp, cruel face. But it’s his eyes that stop me. Those cold, calculating eyes that have haunted my dreams for three weeks. He watches me approach with the same expression he had at the funeral. Like I’m something he’s about to acquire. Like I’m already his.

No enemy drones. Just silence. Her fingers gripped the Codex tighter. Then— A shimmer. The air rippled like a heat mirage. From the fog stepped Luca. Clad in a black suit. Pale. Calm. No entourage. No visible weapons. Just a single device in his gloved hand. “I accept your challenge,” he said. She didn’t blink. “We end this. No more secrets.” He smiled. “There’s *one* more secret left.” And with a flick of his wrist…………………………………………………

He showed her no compassion and that's when the young woman felt that her cause was truly lost. For a moment, the young woman could hardly breathe. No! Not now... she said to herself. Not now... She began to make the hundred steps under the vigilant eye of the man. She was choking... She had more and more difficulty to breathe and in a last look of pity towards the man, she felt herself losing her balance... She closed her eyes and fainted. Before closing her eyes, she had time to see the face of the stranger who had caught her in time... Black hole... ***

Montes said through tears. "Belle is one of her closest friends, along with Phil." She shook her head in disbelief. "Oh God... what kind of heartless person would try to hurt a pregnant woman?" A dangerous darkness crossed Ethan's face. "The kind of people consumed by greed and envy." His words were cold enough to chill the room. Silence followed. Then Lucas spoke. "But they will pay for what they did today." His voice was calm, yet every person present could hear the promise hidden beneath it. "For Shine."

While on the other hand, Luca came out of the house before walking in front of burning Damon who was ready to just lunged at him and ripped his head anytime. “So you finally reached huh. I thought you’re dead. Well, no problem I can make it happen right now.” Luca said with a smirk plastered on his lips. “Sure you will Liam Black. But would you like to tell me why her. Why my wife.” He said emphasizing the words my wife which didn’t fail to anger Luca but the smirk still didn’t wave away from his lips. “Luca. This is my name, not Liam Black. Liam is just my fake identity. My real name is Luca. Luciana’s Luca.” This time his last words didn’t fail to anger Damon who was to jump on him if it w