Lucas X Athanasia Novels & Stories

his eyes took Selena in who wasn't paying a single attention to him "glad to see you Lena" She didn't reply. Lucas sighed and smiled in Celine's direction "been a while Celine. I see you've changed a lot. A good change though" "Well thanks" Celine at least have the decency to give him a smile. "By the way, have you met Athena Bianco. She works at my company" Lucas gesture towards the gorgeous lady on his arms who gave everyone a polite smile. I noticed Adrian staring at her rather weirdly again arising my curiosity. "Hello" her accent was thick and heavy in her tone of voice even after years of living in New York.

Lucas said word for word and for the first time , he said too many words at the same time. Tears streamed down the Luna's eyes after listening to his son's speech. Despite everything that happened, they thought he was going to hate them but no, he loves them even more. She could only imagine how cool it will be for Lucas to sit on that throne daily. She thought she would never see him sit on that throne but when she least expected it, he sat on the throne. Cool as ever, dominant as ever and it brought tears to her eyes. " Let the beta come forward with his mate" the mc said forcefully and the audience gasped when Athonio walked forward while holding Clarissa's hand

Lisa turned to Santiago and Luciana who at that moment was tasting her glass of wine. —Do you also want to get married here? — Luciana immediately began to cough, the wine had gone the other way when she heard the woman utter words, Santiago had also been surprised, but he did not dislike the idea, especially since he had not planned to remarry. A frightened Irina ran up to her friend and started hitting her back. —Don't worry, honey, nothing's wrong. — Luciana just nodded, to let him know that she was fine. -I said something wrong? —the lady asked, scared.

I kept walking, my jaw set, hoping he'd simply pass by without engaging. Of course, he didn't. As the distance between us closed, Alec began a slow, mocking clap. "If it isn't the omega who luckily turned out to be Luna to a Lycan King," he announced, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "What an incredible twist of fate." "What do you want, Alec?" I kept my tone flat, refusing to rise to the bait. "I'm busy, on my way to do something important. And I'm really not in the mood for whatever game you're trying to play right now."

Please don’t let him look down now, that would be so embarrassing. Lucian arched a questioning brow when Celeste remained quiet, her lip caught between her teeth. In the past that would have stirred something in him but now? Now all he could think about was how those very lips had betrayed him before the elder gods when he needed her the most. He deeply wished to punish her, if only to relieve the ache he felt just watching her act like everything was all normal between them. Like she hadn’t basically thrown him to the wolves, like her best friend hadn’t just suffered a gruesome death by his hands.

Bruce snapped, voice slicing the air. "You're the shameless one—stealing my Luna!" He actually pulled out a crumpled photo from our mating ceremony, holding it up like proof in court. "Look! She's mine. My mate!" The crowd buzzed. Whispers flew like wildfire. They'd heard stories about Bruce, but now all eyes were on me—confused, searching. I stared at the photo. Nothing. No flicker of recognition. Wolvent's smile turned lethal. "Your Luna? Did you even mark her?"

"I want to sleep with you!" Ashton replied instinctively, without a single moment of hesitation. "Huh?" Lucia widened her eyes in surprise, never expecting Ashton to be so direct. She lightly bit her lip, a mix of embarrassment and anger washing over her features. She then glared fiercely at Ashton and said sharply, "Please show some self-restraint, Mr. Gray!" Lucia was definitely attracted to Ashton, especially since her Soul-Devouring constitution perfectly complemented his Drakeborne lineage. Their proximity sparked undeniable chemistry, eliciting an instinctive physical response that left them both craving a deeper connection.

Aiden purred, his thumb tracing delicate patterns against her skin. Lucia's brow arched, a hint of curiosity and trepidation flickering across her features. "What is it?" "You'll see," Declan murmured, his voice low and enticing. "Just trust us." As they stepped outside, the inky darkness was pierced by the warm glow of lanterns, illuminating a picnic laid out by the edge of the lake. Lucia's breath caught in her throat, a myriad of emotions swirling within her. Everything had been so tumultuous, so uncertain, but in this moment, surrounded by the men she loved, she felt a sense of peace and belonging that she hadn't experienced in far too long.

I have just confirmed that I am not Fatima. It’s making people crazy. And it’s making me go insane. I faced Lucas again and attempted to reach out and hold his hand, but he forcefully pushed me away. “What the heck. . . So I’ve been kissing Lilith and thought she was the love of my life?” He stuttered, his eyes turning red as he looked at me. Tears began to drip from his eyes. “I apologize for lying, Lucas--” He walked past me and approached Fatima. “Fatima,” he spoke, his words faltering.

Intentionally, I let my shoes hit the floors in a loud manner while I make my way to the king sized bed as to gain his attention. But much to my demise, the frame on the bed remains unmoving. "Greetings, your majesty, the Lycan King. I, the Luna of Lumina would like to have a word with you." Even at my introduction, I got nothing as a result. His breathing remains calm and undisturbed. "You could easily be killed this way, your highness." I whispered while making my way closer to the left of the bedside. I couldn't get a clear view of his face since he's facing the balcony windows and once I did, I stopped dead on my tracks.