Lucas Till Flash Novels & Stories

She could feel Angela trembling slightly. Lucas flicked the lighter, and the small flame illuminated his face from below, giving him a sinister appearance. "With just one word from you, our wealth will catch fire." He took a deep drag and blew smoke rings toward Killian's face. "All you have to do is say yes." In one swift motion, Killian grabbed Lucas by the collar of his expensive shirt and slammed him against the nearest tree trunk. The cigarette fell from Lucas's mouth as his back hit the rough bark.

The other Lucas appeared faintly. Twelve? No. Same age. Nine. He could see current Lucas. For the first time. The possible boy stepped toward the boundary. “Hi.” Current Lucas froze. “Hi.” Elena's breath stopped. Coherent person. Definitely. The possible Lucas looked scared. “Are you going to erase me?” Current Lucas started crying. “I don't know.” The possible boy nodded. “I don't want you to.” “I know.” “But I also don't want the reactor to explode.”

Marcus asked me teasingly. "And why would I be thrilled?" I asked him sarcastically. He just laughed at me, then poked my side to tickle me there, so I just slapped his arm again to stop his nonsense. "Lily, I'll send all the soft copies to you once they've been transferred to my flashdrive. You have something new that you can use as wallpaper on your laptop," Lucas told me to tease me as well.

Aidan suddenly jumped to his feet like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Lucas!" he shouted, his voice cracking with theatrical anguish. "Why would you forge a video just to slander Elara?! She saved all of us! How could you do something so vile to her?" Tears glimmered in his eyes, his expression twisted with pain—an act so exaggerated it almost deserved applause. But I didn't bother humoring him with a reply. Instead, I reached into my pocket, pulled out a flash drive, and tossed it onto the stage.

She kicks her feet, the thrill of her secret victory buzzing through her veins far more than any jet lag. Back in the locker room, Lucas leans against a bench, watching Elias with a shit-eating smirk. "So, Elias. Are you officially back with us? Or do I need to call your mistress and ask for permission for you to play?" Elias tucks his phone into his bag. He doesn't say a word. Instead, he reaches for a fresh, unopened bottle of champagne. Without a word of warning, he aims it at Lucas and pops the cork. Pop. "Hey! Shit! Elias Weston, you bastard! That's an ambush!" Lucas shrieks as the golden spray hits him full-force, stinging his eyes. "Somebody help! He's gone feral! He's taking his blue

"You're title should be long gone because you almost tried to kill me!" "Well, you didn't die." "Hey!!!" I roared at his face and hit him on his chest, and this time it didn't pass through. He lets me hit him while he chuckles at me. "You are fun to tease, okay. Let me be serious now." He pauses and gapes at my face, "Lucas just deactivated his account, don't worry about him, and he is fine. I will not give any further details because I am not allowed to discuss the future."

"Jasper, since you've beaten up my people, you'll pay for it!" As soon as she finished talking, she sent her dagger flying at Jasper. Jasper hadn't expected her to attack right then. As he dodged the dagger, two muffled cries of pain and the sound of heavy objects crashing to the floor reverberated through the cave. The two men in black standing beside Octavius were sent flying by Lucille's kick before they could react. Lucille was extremely fast with her moves, so much so that the opponent couldn't even see what she was doing.

“That’ll be great.” “Why do you keep looking at me while talking to the ghost girl?” Luca shifts in his seat. Not a second later, Tilly vanishes, followed by his chair flipping backward—him along with it. A crash follows as he lands on his back on the floor, and he spits out an array of curse words I didn’t even know existed. “I didn’t even insult her!” “Her name is Tilly, not ‘ghost girl,’” I remark. Tilly shoots me an appreciative look, mouthing, “Thanks for that.”

looking all frightened, and loyal. My brother…Lucius, always had a talent for turning a home into a kingdom, and a kingdom into a prison. I dropped the cigar and dragged a finger across the laptop trackpad, rewinding the footage again. And in no time the horseman himself appeared on the screen. It was Lucian. He was pacing anxiously, shouting. His temper had never aged a day. “Good” I nodded with satisfaction.“ He should be furious” The flash drive beside the keyboard caught the light.

“Unfortunately, we have beat you to it and now, you remember that Raul is not to be toyed with.?” “I came here to make a truce,” Lucas explained. Lyono watched in silence. He knew that Lucas was telling the truth. He could feel the honesty in his voice as he spoke. “I wanted to make them my allies so we would defeat you and that evil priest once and for all.” He argued. Lyono nodded in agreement at what Lucas has said. “Hmm… you have given me the information I never thought I would hear from you.” FlInt laughed. Lucas and his minions united to transform as he said, “We will not let you escape from here alive, Flint.”