Lucas Stories Novels & Stories

"Nobody asked him to do so. He offered to do that in order to get Lucas' trust and attention. He then went further by inventing a stupid story about Finn being Uma's husband. He tried to persuade you to get his imprint from Lucas, so he could kill you and free himself. That's a sick lie, an absurd lie, and a lethal lie. Three lies in a row. So here's my question - Why do you rather believe a pathological liar rather than your own mate?" I was stunned and left absolutely speechless. Lucian continued, "Just because that warlock exposed his vulnerability in front of you by telling you his made-up pathetic stories and crying his heart out against your shoulder? What Lucas has been through is ten

Kairos was standing still, his back to the room, staring out into the outside world beyond. The confirmation of Lucan's deception, the spoofed tracker originating from Velmora, Silas's report of being dismissed from the island all of it pointed to one undeniable truth. In all his years, he would never think that Lucan Vale, his loyal lapdog, would ever betray him under any circumstances.

I just hoped he wasn't too traumatised to tell me the whole truth. "Start talking." "Lola it's a long story." His eyes were still pleading with me. "Trust me, I have all the time." ***** It's story time, people. He took off his jacket and we crouched on the sofa right there in his office. I listened with rapt attention as he went on to tell me how it all started. "You know how I told you from the very first time we met, how I didn't find running the family business interesting and I wanted to follow my dreams to make a name in the world of tech?" He asked, I nodded.

It was at night and a daily routine of Lucas to escape the hell of the pack and find his friends , he had no actual friends but one day when he was sleeping on the dirty floor ,..a voice carried him to an unknown land , he met many creatures who really loved him and accepted him as soon as they saw him Lucas felt so lucky and at the same time rich ...

It was unsettling. “What the hell is so funny?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. He shook his head, wiping his mouth like he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. “You. All of you.” He let out another low chuckle before his silver eyes locked onto mine, colder than I’d ever seen them. “You really don’t know, do you?” I frowned. “Know what?” Lucas exhaled sharply, like he was gathering himself. Then, he took a step forward. “Let me tell you a story, Seraphine. Since you’re so desperate for the truth.”

Liar. Lucas knew he was lying, in his application it was stated that he lost his leg at work. Got stuck between heavy metals that torn his limb apart hence the amputation, but he never got compensated nor got any coverage in his medical bills from his boss. He was neglected and eventually got fired. He wants revenge. Lucas smirked. This type of sin is his personal favorite, an evil for an evil.

During dinner, we all laughed and made jokes, and the light-hearted banter helped ease the tension that had built up inside me. James, the talkative and cheeky guy he was, decided to tease Lucas, "So, do you have any embarrassing childhood stories you want to share with us?" Lucas grinned, pretending to think for a moment. "Well, there was this one time when I was about five years old. I wanted to impress this girl, so I tried to ride my bike without training wheels... And it ended badly." "What happened?" I asked. "I ended up crashing and scraping my knee on the ground," Lucas cringed. "I still have a scar from it."

Luca seemed to notice my quiet moments, the way I’d zone out mid-conversation. “Something’s on your mind,” he said after a while, leaning forward. “What is it?” I hesitated, weighing my options. Should I tell him? Confront him about the texts? What if he lied? What if he didn’t? “It’s nothing,” I said, forcing a smile. “Just... finals stress.” He studied me for a long moment, and I felt like he could see right through me. But he didn’t press. As the night went on, we talked, really talked. About childhoods, struggles, and the versions of ourselves we tried to hide from the world. Luca told me more about his father, the abuse he endured, and the way he clawed his way out by taking over.

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.

“You know I came out of the womb before you, so learn to always show me some respect. “Lucas' little deep voice reminded Liam of his place. Liam made a throat-clearing sound like he did not notice the admonishment. Like it didn't scare him a little. “Fine, big brother. Please can we be serious now?” Liam feigned a pleading voice. Lucas smiled like the baby he was. He jumped off the bed and came to Liam, patting his shoulder softly. “See that wasn't so bad after all.” Liam shrugged off his hand. Lucas went to sit at the table before Liam. “I will re-narrate the story. After our fight, I was coming back to the palace and decided to take the route of the abandoned hut.