Luca Books Novels & Stories

Luca reassured: "It's just a kiss, if you don't like it, just pretend I didn't say anything. Sorry for my rudeness. I was too insatiable." Olwen mustered up her courage to look up at Luca and meet his friendly smile. From this close distance, Olwen felt that Luca's smile was so beautiful, so warm. It was like the bright morning sun, warming Olwen's heart. Suddenly Olwen found herself lost in another very beautiful and colorful world. That world is completely different from the bitter, harsh reality that Olwen is experiencing. If possible, Olwen wants to stay forever in the shimmering, beautiful world that Luca has created for her. Is this an alcohol-induced hallucination, all Olwen's imagina

My head snaps up. Luca's warm eyes are smiling down at me. I got to stop all this daydreaming. I hadn't even noticed the elites flounching by my table and now he is standing here in front of me. "I was so right". He says, folding his long body down into the chair beside me. I am staring with my mouth open. The elite are staring with their mouths open. Luca doesn't seem to care at all. "English is going to pull out teeth". He continues like this is normal. "I will never manage to catch up and read all those texts and books you have read in two months". He looks at me with puppy dog eyes. "I desperately need Your help".

"The deal is, you're not going back there, so what's the sudden change of heart?" "Fast, listen...," he stated calmly. He was hoping that his younger brother would listen to him. "I can't tell you my reason, but please... Can you understand me for now?" Luca wishes to explain to his siblings why he is leaving the country. But he can't tell them his story if he doesn't know what's going on with him. His mind and heart are now in a state of turmoil-whether he is going to be Wregan's friend or Carnation's lover-a battle between good and evil. He had already made a decision, but he was afraid that his heart would overpower his rational mind.

my eyes landed on a book. “ The count of Monte Cristo” I read the title out loud “ have you read that ?” I asked turning back to Luca. He nods. And I spontaneously blurted out a squeal in excitement. finally someone who enjoys reading romance. But my enthusiasm was short lived, It was weird because its luca but for a second I didn’t care cause it didn’t matter. “ I’ve always loved the story of Dante” I beamed a smile in attempt to conceal my excitement.

No one could even determine the path of his energy that he had gone from. “Please tell me you didn’t believe what he said, I’m sure it was him.” "i don't think so" Lucas said as he responded to Irene, who was burning with anger, while Emilia was just sitting on the bed crying. Her plan was very clear. She would come here and take her child and leave. How could this happen in front of them? “Lucas, we are talking about Lucian, the bastard. He destroyed an entire kingdom. How can you trust him?”

Luca did not appreciate that question. “I graduated highschool at 14 and went to college. I have a degree in accounting and business. Like Heather, I kept a low profile and didn’t do much outside the pack.” Alpha Winston smiled. “I knew you were smart. Your father would have been proud. “Where did you land?” “She was in my mother’s pack.” Luca spoke up. “That’s how we met.” Our drinks came out. Quietly, she placed each glass on the table before leaving the entire bottle in the middle of it.

"I’ve led this Syndicate for many years, and I have played a crucial role in turning it, into the global power it is today. To be challenged by those two, children I practically raised alongside Lucan, is insulting but ultimately insignificant." Nina paused again, her gaze steady, her loyalty perhaps warring with her assessment of risk. "Sir," she began, her tone carefully neutral, "Klaus and Jagua knew Lucan intimately since childhood. Their bond runs deep. If they made contact... attempted to warn him, to plant doubts about Remus's death….. then perhaps, he might…. "

She and Lyra have always collaborated. Clearly surprised, the gathering let out a loud gasp. With wide eyes, Ronan shook his head in realisation. He replied, "No," his voice shaking with terror. "That can't be true." His eyes were glowing with victory, and Luca's smile widened. "I'm afraid it is true, Ronan," he remarked, happy-sounding. "And I have the proof right here." A little leather-bound book with yellowed pages was created by Luca. The pack's attention was focused on the book, indicating their interest. Ronan's eyes narrowed, his mind whirling with questions.

“Last year, we might have snuck out. A group of us went to a hillbilly bar and got drunk with some humans. They dared us to tip a cow. Isaac slipped and face planted in some shit.” Isaac just shook his head. “Fucking cows.” Then he got an evil grin on his face. “I have the perfect luna ceremony gift for you.” “Ah, shit. I’m not sure I’m going to like it.” Narrowing my eyes at him, I really didn’t like it. “If you mail me some shit…” Everyone laughed at this. Gavin finally started relaxing, pulling Brittany against him. Beau didn’t look phased. Just kept his head in his hand and the other on Stacy’s back.

His mother used to say that Romani men are born with frowns carved into their faces. Luca proved her wrong. He smiled once. Years ago. Before the fire. Before the woman. Anne. Nico has heard the stories. The maid who crawled into Luca's bed. The whore who stole from him. The ghost who died in a fire that no one saw and no one could explain. He has never believed them. Not because he is loyal. Because he knows his cousin. Luca doesn't fall for whores. He doesn't fall for anyone. Except her. He saw it in Luca's eyes, before everything burned. The way he looked at her — like she was the only thing in the world that wasn't pretending.