Lucas Cute Novels & Stories

I hissed at him taking another glance at my computer screen, the blurred picture of a girl with waist length hair and soft green eyes I would never forget. “Why should I? It's not like I'm some stranger.” Lucas snorted jumping on my bed, he kicked his shoes off and plopped down to the bed. “Besides I've had an intense week, I need something strong.” he whined with his hands tucked behind his head with his eyes closed. I closed my laptop and turned to him. With His blonde hair was packed back and his shirt bunched up at the end, he looked like the typical play boy he was meant to be.

my father asked quietly. "God, I hope not." My voice cracked. "He's my baby, Dad. I don't know what to do." Lucian padded over, barefoot and grinning, holding up a sketchpad. "Look what I drew!" He flipped it around. A caricature - me with exaggerated sharp jaw and tattoos, my father beside me looking stern and regal, both of us sitting exactly like this by the pool. It was surprisingly good for a thirteen-year-old. "This is the trend now," Lucian announced proudly. "Caricatures. I made one for you guys."

“It’s only a matter of time. Perhaps then Elias will really believe that I’ve moved on.” Lucas narrowed his eyes. “He has to believe it now…. I’m not waiting any longer,” he said, his jaw clenching. “I don’t want him following you around like a lost puppy.” I let out a chuckle. “You’re so cute when you’re jealous,” I remarked. “Cute?” He arched an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing. “Nothing about me is cute, love.” I smirked, tilting my head. “What I mean is, it’s adorable to see this side of you–”

she replied through a hiccup and narrowing eyes. Lucian rubbed her back, shaking his head at how cute she looked even when she was trying to scold him. “Want to bet?” he smiled, already knowing the answer. “Hell yes!” she affirmed, her pigtails bouncing as she bobbed her head in excitement. Lucian caught the eye of a pale blonde smiling at them and his smile dropped. “Want to play a game?” he asked already carrying her with him down the hall. “What about my prize?” She asked pulling at his shirt again.

Without it, he feels like the day is dragging. "You called me Lucas?" Lola slowly walked downstairs, with an innocent smile on her face. And she is using his name, instead of calling him an asshole. She woke up early and freshen up quickly. She dressed herself in a short floral dress, which hugs her figure until her waist and flares up and reaches until her midthigh. Lucas glared at her. His gaze took her in for a brief second, before coming back to her eyes. "That was my favourite machine" he pointed out with gritted teeth.

I growled at the lycan, but that didn’t stop him from reaching out and scratching behind my ears. His dramatic personality switch was off putting, to say the least. I bristled, my mind screaming at me to get away, but my body refusing to move. Isaac’s eyes twinkled with an emotion I didn’t recognize, but it was one I felt I was not powerful enough to combat. No one would be. “Princess,” he laughed lightly. “I knew it. You’re so… cute.” I growled again, this time following it with a snap at his hand.

As the crowd approached, the pigeons scattered and then came back down one by one. Lucas Benett laughed. He tapped Alexander on the shoulder, returning his gaze from the garden outside. "Alexander, why is your boyfriend so funny! He completely accidentally entered the girl's dormitory, even foolishly asking the girl how she could get into her bed and go to sleep?" Lucas grew up to be very handsome. His snow-white skin made people drool a little. His white, soft neck and attractive collarbone exuded a unique aesthetic impression. He was a slender, handsome figure with a pure soul and elegance.

"He's so tiny, Mommy. Can we keep him?" "Of course," I chuckled. "He's your brother forever." Lucas was kneeling beside her with a soft pride in his eyes. "He looks like you, Lily." Lily wrinkled her nose. "No, he looks like Daddy. But cuter." The room was in laughter. Even the doctor snorted. I nearly choked on my water. "Really now?" Lucas asked faking hurt by placing his hand on his heart, "You wounded me, my princess. I thought I was your cuter, and handsome prince daddy?"

That night, he took out his mobile phone and snapped photos of Sugar Bun and Biscuit. Sugar Bun and Biscuit both looked at their father confusedly. They didn't understand why their father was snapping so many pictures of them. Lucas sent ten pictures into the group chat. Lucas: Sugar Bun and Biscuit grew a lot and have gotten much cuter. Christin: I almost forgot you're also in here because you never texted. Lucas was speechless. Jonason: I suspect that he's showing off. Charles: I think it's safe to remove the word 'suspect'. He is indeed showing off! Watch your brother-in-law."

Said Rasmus with a dejected sigh. "Oh shut up. She has beautiful eyes. Better than you two." Luca grumbled, making their head snap in his direction as they narrowed their eyes at him. "We know." They both said in unison, making Luca sigh. "My drawing is almost complete," Luca muttered and then showed his drawing to both of them only to earn a loud laugh from them. "What is this?" Hunter asked in between his laughter. "An angel," Luca replied with a shrug of his shoulder. "Luca, that looks like a mosquito," Rasmus commented with fake pity. Earning a low growl from Luca and his growl was like a baby.