Lucas Baker Hoodie Novels & Stories

Lucas was dressed in a Black hoodie, his head covered with it's hood. His eyes at the moment were still blue in colour and he seemed to be hiding them. He stood alone by the road side which was opposite the agency. He couldn't go in looking like this. And at the same time he needed to see Sunni. Just as he stood there his godfather appeared next to him. "There's no time .. It's almost time. you're indeed too stubborn. I guess this is what you want. Are you happy?" He asked as Lucas looked at him.

“You can take some clothes off if you need to. I won’t look.” She smirked. “Liar.” He met her eyes, some currents pasing between them. “Okay. I’ll try not to look too much.” She laughed lightly, left with no choice the heat was unbearable now. She removed her oversized hoodie, leaving just sport bra on. Her nipples were already hard from the temperature shift and maybe from the way he looked at her. Lucas followed, he unbuttoned his shirt slowly, showing off a toned hairy chest, abs built from days of hitting the gym. He didn’t stop at a few buttons. He completely shrugged off the shirt tossing it on top of his jacket.

The guy warned now pointing the gun at Lucas who didn't move an inch. Fear gripped me as thoughts of this monster shooting Lucas became a dread to me. Yeah, he was my bully and I've wished bad things do happen to him but my heart only clenched, praying not to happen at this moment. He was here to save me. I could feel the anger radiating from his body as he took his steps forward. He was wearing a black hoodie with a black face cap but his emerald green eyes shone in the dark. Before I could blink an eye, Lucas had lunged at the guy as a mouth-cracking blow was heard.

“I’m used to it.” Luca moved to the closet as I took over the bathroom. It was easy enough to find a hair tie. Deciding on a simple bun at the base of my neck, I kept it simple and out of my face. When Luca walked in the doorway, he chose something similar to me. Black jogger style wind pants but he was wearing a long sleeve dryfit shirt. The white color made me think he was going to a white t-shirt contest, but damn if he didn’t look good. “Your beard is getting longer.”

said Tyler, still holding her up in the air. Autumn rolled her eyes. "Fine. I love you. Happy?" He put her down and chuckled. "Of course." Autumn rolled her eyes. I turned to Hunter and only now did I realize the hoodie he was wearing had 'Keep Calm and Be A Potterhead' printed on the front with a little golden snitch on top of the word 'keep'. "What on earth are you wearing?" He flinched and looked at me nervously. "Do you like it?"

BLACKWELL I’M JUST A CHAOS GREMLIN His reply came way too quickly. Lucas: Already read all 47 pages. Lucas: Page 23 made me choke on my coffee. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole. Ten minutes later, there was a firm knock on my door. I opened it wearing an oversized hoodie and one mismatched sock, looking like a raccoon that had been caught committing tax fraud. Lucas stood there in a plain black t-shirt that hugged his broad chest, holding a small black gift bag.

I even shifted my bike delivery to today instead of tomorrow, so I could use it for the shoot. I need the vibe, leather short gown, black boots, silver metal gleaming beside me. A lone wolf rising again. I haven’t posted anything on my I*******m since becoming Luna. I lost myself trying to fit into Alpha’s world. Tomorrow, I take me back. The ringing of my phone pulled me from my thoughts. “Hello, how may I help you?”I answered an unknown number “Good morning ma’am, I’m from LuxeFit & Beyond. Your order is outside the pack house.”

The scent of leather and something dark—something **familiar—**wrapped around her. Her breath hitched. Lucas took a step forward, his expression darkening. “Who the fuck are you?” he growled. The biker didn’t respond. He simply turned his head. And in that moment, Amara felt it. A presence. Danger. Power. Control. She looked up—but his face was hidden beneath the sleek, black helmet. Silent. Unreadable. Then—he reached into his pocket. And pulled out his phone. Her heart stopped. The screen lit up.

“Get down. Luka pushed me down below the window. I didn’t move, I couldn’t breathe, I felt like an invisible weight was pushing down on me. It was crippling. Luka eased off me. Lifting his head up and snapped a pic of the plate of the car as it passed and sent it to someone. “Who did you send that to?” I asked. “A friend who can look up anything. We need to know who is possibly stalking your friend. Oh. And here.” Luka said, handing me a black hoodie. “You can put this on if you're still cold.” I smiled at the hoodie. “Thank you. I tell him. And put it on. It was warm and comforting. I could sleep in this. My favorite thing was that it smelled like him. “Looks like I won’t be getting that ba

Cass asked Luke quietly. Luke just sighed, refusing to elaborate as he handed the clerk a wad of cash to cover his and Cass’s snacks. "Oh, you didn't have to—" Cass started, but the girl behind the counter cut him off. She was staring at Luke with wide, hungry eyes. "I love the team hoodie," she chirped, leaning over the counter. "You play for the Ridge Wolves, right? You’re so much taller in person." "Usually I’m on skates, so I’m even taller then," Luke quipped back, glancing at Cass with a spark of amusement.