Luca Villain Novels & Stories

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

I asked when I realized that it was only dad that was affected by Lucy's aura "Cause I only directed it at him."she answered."Wow, what kind of wolf is she"I thought as it cost years of training to be able to control one's aura and she did it effortlessly. "Can I know why you never thought to tell your dad about your mate?"Jane asked. "Simple mom,the thought I was a week human and making me his Luna queen will damage his reputation so he resort to bullying me to fight the matebond."Lucy answered casually like she was talking about the weather.

If I run now, if I try to disappear from this estate, Julian’s men will hunt me down and kill me before I even reach the Falcone gates. I have no allies. No money. No power left. But if I stay… If anyone discovers that I'm the bully from years back. If they discover what I had done to Luca all those years ago. The lie that destroyed his life. They will kill me, tear me to pieces. The Falcones were not forgiving people. And Luca… how long will he wait before he tells them the truth? How long before he reveals that I am the real villain in his story? I stop in front of the full-length mirror, staring at my own reflection. My cheeks are flushed. My lips still tingle from the memory of his breat

Bianca shrieked, but her eyes were wide with panic as she saw the viewer count climbing. "Am I? Or am I just done being your victim?" I released her hair, shoving her toward Luca. "This is who they really are. Luca Rodriguez, who manipulates innocent girls for sport. And Bianca, who has so little self-worth she'll help destroy another woman just to feel special." The comments were exploding now—disgust, outrage, support for me. I could see pack members tagging the Council. College administrators being notified. Luca's friends frantically commenting that they never agreed to any bet.

Then Luca comes as a british man who wants to apply for a job as a secretary to Jacob. "You've known my father that long? Why have we never met before?” Luca smiled a little at Calistha as he cut his steak calmly. Actually, he had always been watching Calistha from a distance, pretending to be someone else she didn't know so that she wouldn't notice his presence. Jacob is a man who is very protective of his daughter. It was a fact that Calistha had never realized all this time. So, Luca plays a spy whose job is to keep an eye on Calistha while admiring her from a distance. Honestly it's a little tricky. Jacob orders Luca to make sure that Calistha is safe from his enemies without the woman k

"Furious." Mimi snickers lightly. "So since she's the Luna, what does that make you?" "A lucky girl." She cocked her head to the side, eyeing me strangely. "You'll never forgive them, huh?" "Not after they banished my father." "He did break the rules, Morgan." "Healing Rogues is a banish-able deed. That's like handing out Cookies to prisoners, would you kill me for that too?" "We aren't supposed to aid Rogues, period. They are Rogues for a reason. Some of them are murderers," Mimi argues.

“Don’t flatter yourself. You were never important enough to make me a villain.” Her cheeks flushed, but she lifted her chin. “You think you can intimidate me? After everything?” “I don’t have to intimidate you,” Richard said, his voice quiet and dangerous. “I just have to remind you that you gave up any claim to this family the day you walked away.” “That’s enough.” I turned, startled, to see Luca wheeling himself in from the hall, his expression carved from ice. He stopped a few feet behind Richard, his hands gripping the wheels of his chair so tightly I thought they might snap.

“Thanks for the compliment. Now either kill me or shut up, I’m not interested in the villain monologue.” Jonathan laughed and stopped directly in front of him. “Still got that fire. I like that. Most alphas start begging by this point.” “I’m not most alphas,” Luca growled, and he tried to stand but his legs gave out halfway up and he cursed as he crashed back down to his knees. “No, you’re not,” Jonathan agreed, tilting his head like he was examining something interesting. “You’re actually much more pathetic because you’ve never actually been in a real fight before, have you? You’re still a child.”

“That is not saving. That is selling. And you have always been good at selling people, Silvio. You just finally ran out of names before yours.” Silvio’s breath hitched, just slightly. “You are not a loyalist,” Luca said. “You’re a thief with a suit.” “I am a survivor!” Silvio snapped. “You chose a fantasy with your Foundation and your American lover! You threw away the Family! Someone had to survive what you broke.” Ethan flinched at that line, but Luca didn’t react. His face was stone. His voice stayed controlled, terrifyingly calm. “Your survival ends now,” Luca said softly.

Each move was deliberate, methodical — a serpent slithering through my walls. And now I know her name. Valeria. She was my teacher. My mirror. She taught me how to control a room with silence, how to turn fear into loyalty, and how mercy can be a weapon if you wield it slowly. I thought I’d buried her with the old world. “Her network is deeper than I expected,” Luca says, stepping beside me. His hand brushes the edge of the table — not touching me, but close enough to remind me he’s real. “She’s using your people.”