Lucas Sinclair Novels & Stories

He smiled when he saw Ava. “Well,” he said softly, “there she is.” Luca raised the gun instantly. “Don’t.” The man ignored the weapon completely. “You’ve caused me a very inconvenient night, Luca.” “You broke into my home.” “You killed three of my men.” “They shot first.” Ava stood frozen near the hallway entrance, unable to move. The stranger finally looked directly at her. And smiled again. “Ava Sinclair,” he said. “Twenty-four. Junior editor at Blackwell Publishing. Lives in Brooklyn. Drinks too much coffee and lies to her mother every Sunday about being happy.”

Lucas hesitated in a way that told me the answer would break something important. “Jon Tulip,” he said. The name dropped into the room like a stone breaking through ice. The air shifted. My breath caught. Lucas continued in a voice that sounded defeated. “He is a scientist. Some call him a researcher. Others call him something far worse. He studies supernatural lineages. Tests bloodlines. Captures things he does not understand. Experiments. Modifies. Designs outcomes. He believes nature can be… rewritten.” Ethan’s face drained of color. I felt his shock through the bond like a physical hit. The world had tilted under his feet in the same way it had tilted under mine the night my father died.

Not gripping him. Not pulling him closer. But not pushing him away either. My stomach dropped. It felt like watching something slip through my fingers in slow motion. Mr. Sinclair sighed beside us, smiling like this was some kind of heartwarming reunion scene in a movie. “I told you Luc,” he said fondly. “She can’t stay mad at you forever.” I wanted to scream. Was he jumping ship already? He was supposed to be my wingman. Lucas pulled back just enough to look at her face, his hands sliding down to her shoulders.

If Luca used to spend all of his time at work and at home, his daily activities now include dating his sweetheart Tilaine Doukas. The woman is the daughter of a well-known composer and music producer Xander Clay Doukas, and one of the seven grandchildren of the Underground Society's founder, Senior Klimt True Knight dela Vega. Of course, Tilainel was unaware of her late grandfather's previous life, and Luca had no intention of informing her. Even his membership in the organization is something he intends to keep hidden from her.

Weird but it does made him 10x more handsome when he sings. Lucas Santiago, the heir of Clara Amore Corporation. He is their senior and acts as their big brother especially in the JAA Prince Club. He is a nice guy but just like Justin he also has his fair share of girl collection in the academy. His manly and big brother aura make girls adore him thinking he is the ultimate dream guy, 'But he is not.' she smirks to herself. She knew each and everyone in the JAA Prince Club and they are not really the prince charming type of guys. They are boys, and boys love to play games.

I suggest. "The only bonding that will happen is my fist to his ugly face. " I hear Lucy say as I stride towards the exit. The warmness of the breeze greets me as I step out and my eyes move across the area in search of a certain gorgeous man. A smile creeps up to my face when Sinclair waves at me and I make my way towards him, halting my steps at the sight of the little human beside him. Oh my God! Is that who I think it is? Of course, it is! He's with his sister, so that means... They did it! They fucking did it! He did it. Sinclair won against his father?

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Blake Ever since I was thirteen, I have wondered how my mate would be. Would she be a good Luna? Will she be as beautiful as I'd hope she'd be? Will she love me the way I already love her? My father has always trained me harder than any other member of our pack. Any free time I have I must practice, I train, I work out, not because I want to look buff like my best friend Tyler presumes to do so, since his goal is to look good for his future mate. But, because I need to make sure I am ready to defend and protect my pack at any cost. I do it to be able to defend my future Luna at all costs. She will be half my soul after all, and if I can not defend her, then I am worthless as an alpha

"In two days." "Is he a member of any organisations?" "He plays soccer at the town club every Thursday night." "Soccer huh?" Luciano said with a grin. "Where does her work?" "He's a history teacher at the school." "When I say the word 'Lycan', what do you think of?" "Twilight, Harry Potter... I don't know... " I looked at Luciano and we exchanged diabolic smirks. Her heartbeat didn't raise irregularly once. She's not lying.

I cannot bear him getting furious with me right now. knock knock knock. "Dad. " Lily knocks and calls once again with desperately laced in her voice. I don't know why she is sounding like whatever she wants to see him for is extremely important. "Are you asleep? " She asks and I watch Mr Mitchell shut his eyes with his grip against the door knob getting tighter all the more. The guilt working through my senses became enormous as his words hit me hard in the gut. YOU JUST HAVE TO BE SO F****** HOT.

His eyes were wide in fear and his heartbeat sounded as if his chest was being banged by a hammer. I got up from my chair, frowning at the sight of the man who had his phone in his hand. I could hear my wife’s voice on the other line as she spoke, her tone stern despite me not making out what she was saying “the Lycans attacked the pack. Alessandra is on the other line, she’s hiding inside one of the houses along with the other…”