Luca Kaneshiro Real Face Novels & Stories

Not the face I had wanted it to be, but who it really was. It wasn’t Nico. It was Luca.

Seeing that he had failed to embarrass Cassandra, who instead mocked him, Luca rarely showed a hint of awkwardness on his face. At that moment, Cassandra pushed a man from behind her into view. The man was tall and handsome, with an exceptionally striking face. “Let me introduce everyone. This is Leonardo Blue,” Cassandra said slowly. Actually, there was no need for Cassandra to introduce him; everyone present immediately recognized Leonardo Blue. As a well-known actor, even those who hadn’t watched his dramas had surely heard his name in conversations.

Bare. My eyes widened, and I yanked the blanket in my lap as I locked eyes with the stranger again. «What the hell!?!» «No, Luca!» Was he serious!? «What?!» «My name is Luca.» I stared at him in disbelief. He looked different from the other guys; he was tall like them, yes. But he seemed leaner, not as bulgy and testosterone-driven, if that makes sense. In my head, it does. His eyes are green, like the moss hidden in the deepest part of the forest, and the sunshine sparkles in the greenery. His jawline is sharp, and his chin is a little narrow. All in all, his facial features seem more pretty than the bulging monsters I just ran from.

Gun hanging loosely at his side. His face was almost identical to Nico’s. But colder. Sharper. More ruthless. Luca Velden smiled down at us. “Miss me?”

"Here!" Luca was taken aback by how much the image behind the frame captured all his facial features. He was so amazed that the corners of his lips lifted slightly. "Hehe, you smiled." "..." Luca had no words for him. "You've got to admit that it looks exactly like you. I even got your frown right." "I do not frown," Luca grumbled. "Eh? Prove it then. Show me your happy face." "*Blank*" "Now show me your sad face."

Before Ana could muster a reply, the man who made Preston disappear interjected, his voice smooth and confident, “Not to him, you’re not.” I turned to face him, and our eyes met. His serious demeanor softened into a boyish grin. “I’m Luca,” he said, but his gaze flickered back to Tashir and Ana, who looked as afraid as I felt. “I’ll have to steal your friend here, but don’t worry; I’ll bring her back, or you can join her in the VIP section later on.”

Nikolai said carefully. "It’s already there," Luca said, his eyes looking way too old for his age. "If I hide, they win." I stared at him. He wasn’t the scared kid we rescued from the bunker anymore. He was his mother’s son. And maybe… Mine. We filmed the video in one take. Just Luca, sitting in front of a blank wall, spitting out the truth with a clarity that could make grown men crumble. He talked about Elena. About secrets. About fire.

A guy approaches me, offering his hand to me, but I only smile and shake my head. I can’t see Julia anywhere, and I’m glad because I don’t want to see my best friend naked and in the middle of a sexual act with someone. That would just be weird, and I’m way too awkward to be able to look her in the eye after something like that without being mortified. My breath gets stuck in my chest when my gaze lands on a shirtless guy at the end of the room. Luca. It’s him. It has to be him. Even with a mask on, it’s impossible not to recognize him. His tattoos aren’t the only giveaway. It’s just something about him. People look up at him or turn their heads in his direction as he passes them by.

"Wow, you look amazing." "It's not real," I remind them softly. "Hmm, I'm not so sure about that," Trish states. "What do you mean?" I tilt my head, studying her intently. "Have you seen the way my brother looks at you? Because I have." She fans her face. "Me, too!" Solana smirks knowingly. "He's just...pretending." "If you say so." Trish doesn't look convinced, but I'm not so sure she's right. Luca might just be a good actor.

One with black hair and a cross necklace. Lucas’s mouth fell open. Jamie slowly lowered his croissant. “…Lucas.” “Yeah.” “Tell me I’m hallucinating.” Lucas stared at the screen. The names appeared beneath the photos. ENZO ROMANO MATTEO DELUCA Owners of Uniflix. Jamie slowly turned his head. Across the room—in another room through the door way Enzo was standing near the window exactly as he had been seconds ago. Alive. Real. Lucas whispered. “…that’s him.”