Lucci Teeth Novels & Stories

“I, Jane Williams, reject you, Alpha Keegan Gray, as my mate, forever.” I uttered the words I knew I was going to regret for life.  “How dare you?!” He spoke through gritted teeth, storming towards me. ~~~ “I promise to make your life a living hell. You can’t escape my wrath for ruining my pride. My presence will make you wish you were dead…” *** Alpha Keegan Gray is the cruelest, arrogant, and most feared werewolf that ever lives, controlling the strongest and most powerful pack. Being an Omega in such a pack, Jane's life is a torment, bullied and abused by every member of the pack due to her wolflessness and weakness. When she finds out the Alpha is her mate, she knows he's going to reject her, so she rejects him to avoid more pain to her poor life. Alpha Keegan is angered that his pride has been shamed by an ordinary omega's rejection. He vows to punish her in ways no one will ever forget… Will his punishment destroy Jane’s life even further or will the mate bond make him fall in love with her? What if this useless omega's deepest darkest secrets can ruin the entire pack and she’s only out for revenge?      

The richest man in the country, Sebastian Vance, has a ring custom-made to my exact measurements, worth billions of dollars, for the woman who will be his bride. In the first life, my stepsister, Mia Lowe, slips on the ring and marries him. Sebastian claws her face, shouting, "She's not the one!" In the second life, my other stepsister, Lorraine Lowe, loses 30 pounds before marrying him. He shoves her down the stairs anyway and says, "She's not the one either." In the third life, my stepmother, Vivian Cole, grits her teeth and slices off a piece of her own flesh just to force the ring onto her finger. Sebastian sneers and pushes her under the bathwater, holding her down until her body goes limp. By the fourth life, out of options and terrified, they finally send me. I slide the ring on, and it fits perfectly. My entire family lets out a sigh of relief. But the second Sebastian lays his eyes on me, he draws a knife and stabs me to death. "Why is it still not her? Where is she?" In the last life, he has his assistant, Owen Hayes, deliver a ring to us. All four of us insist that it won't fit. Owen shoots us a strange look. "Mr. Vance said the rightful owner of this ring is among you."

"You want to hate me?" Kazimir murmured, his teeth grazing her mark. "Then hate me harder." Ariel Blondeau is a forgotten Omega, a ghost in the underworld, until Kazimir "The Beast" Rossi and his three brothers Nikolai, Lev, Dimitri drag her into their empire of blood and gold. He’s the most feared mafia king in the city. She is the only living relation of his sworn enemy. Ten years ago, Kazimir burned her pack to ashes for her father's betrayal to the Rossi family. Now, he is back to finish what he started, except Ariel isn’t the helpless girl he remembers. She’s a storm wrapped in skin, with a body that kills Alphas on contact. And Kazimir? He’s no lesser Alpha. When he finds Ariel, the girl who should be dead, his wolf goes feral, so he kidnaps her and chains her to his bed and demands answers: How is she alive? Why does her body reject every Alpha but him? And most importantly, why does his wolf howl for her, even though he hates her with every fibre of his being? Warning: Contains a savage Alpha who collects debts in flesh, an Omega who bites back, and a bond that will leave them both bleeding.

The end of the world was upon us, but there weren't enough spots for evacuation. The roars of the zombies echoed in my ears as my fiancé, Oliver, gritted his teeth and pulled me onto the rescue vehicle—securing the last available seat. I arrived safely at the survivor base. Lina, his first love, did not. The zombies tore her apart. Oliver still went through with our marriage, but I never expected that he had only done so to make me suffer. In his eyes, I was the one who had killed Lina. If she had to endure such agony, then I should, too. For five years, he hated me. My life was worse than that of a stray dog scavenging for food on the street. On the day my divorce was finalized, he kidnapped me, dragged me into the wilderness, and wrapped his fingers around my throat. Then, he threw us both into the swarm of the undead. When I opened my eyes again, I was somehow reborn on the day the apocalypse began. The rescue team was shouting impatiently, "One more! We have room for one more—hurry!" I turned to Oliver, watching his hesitation. Then, with a quiet smile, I took a step back and let someone else have the last seat.

"kneel," His cold voice thundered in the quiet room. I shuddered as I quietly obeyed, gritting my teeth as I fought back the tears from falling down my eyes. Derrick eyes darkened as he stared at me, his eyes filled with disdain. He lifted my chin up with his feet. My gaze landed on his cold and stoic face He curled the corners of his lips up. You want to be my Luna? "You are not fit," He said, the words like daggers piercing in my heart. Raven, a young omega and the mate of Alpha Derrick, lived a brutal life under his indifference and cruelty. Forced to endure humiliation and torment. On the night she finally gathered the courage to disappear from his life. Derrick returned home drunk. Mistaking her for his lost first love, he forcefully claimed her as his mate. Raven fled that same night, only to discover she was carrying his child. She vowed to protect her baby at all costs and built a quiet, peaceful life in the human world. But five years later, Derrick came knocking. This time, he didn’t just want the children he wanted her. But Raven is no longer the meek and broken woman he once knew. Will she forgive the man who shattered her life?

"Why do you keep appearing before me then?" Kenzie shouted, a tear rolled down her left cheek and she sniffled. "Why are you acting hot and cold? You keep confusing me with your actions!" She clenched her fists beside her and continued through gritted teeth, "Why do you keep making my heart waver? Do I love you or do I hate you?" She asked in between sobs. Killian didn't respond but turned and walked out of the building."I'll hate you then." She mumbled then stood up. She walked over to her desk and removed the flashdrive from the computer on her desk. "And I have to be the spy again." ***** Within the werewolves, there's commandments they must follow to keep their identity and one of the commandments is 'Any werewolf that discovers that he has a human mate must immediately reject him/her, this is the pack's law to keep humans away and their secret safe.' But Killian is an Alpha with not only a human mate but with the dangerous hound bloodline that can cause doom for both the werewolves and humans. What will Alpha Killian do with his dangerous and forbidden love? And what will he do once he realized the mysterious beastly murders in town might be his doing, will he keep his mate or let her go to protect her.

My father loved silence. He believed noise was the mark of lesser people, so he installed a decibel meter in our home. Speaking above 40 decibels meant that we would have to pay him 10 dollars, laughing above 60 decibels meant 50 dollars, and crying or throwing a tantrum was a serious offense at 100 dollars per second. The year I turned four, I fell and broke my arm. I did not make a single sound. I bit down so hard that I cracked two teeth, but I saved thousands in noise fees. He praised me for it and called me a "high-value child," one that was worth the investment. I treasured that compliment and observed the rules carefully, keeping the house wrapped in suffocating silence. Then came the stormy night a thief broke in. He had a knife and was creeping toward my mother as she slept, and I watched it all from the gap in the wardrobe where I was hiding. I wanted to scream. I wanted to shriek and wake my father, to do something, anything. However, my eyes drifted to the decibel meter on the wall, and my hand found nothing but an empty pocket. I did not have enough allowance. One scream would cost hundreds, and I simply could not afford it.

His mouth claimed hers with a hunger he’d clearly been holding back for years, tongue sliding deep, slow, possessive. Large hands mapped her body like he’d memorized it from stolen glances—cupping her breasts through her thin top, thumbs circling her nipples until they ached and peaked. “You’ve been driving me crazy,” he rasped against her throat, teeth grazing the sensitive skin. “Every time you walked through that door in those little sundresses…” He backed her against the wall, one thigh pressing firmly between hers so she could grind down on the hard ridge of him. Melanie whimpered, already soaked, hips rolling shamelessly. Marcus groaned approval, fingers slipping beneath her skirt to find her drenched panties. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he breathed, stroking her clit through the lace in slow, deliberate circles. “So wet for me already. Been thinking about this?” “Yes—God, yes,” she gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. ********** She knew it was wrong, craving her best friend’s father, but it was a sin she was willing to indulge in... damn the consequences, even if that includes a heartbreak.

I stared at him, wide-eyed, aware of the heat from his body, rolling off in waves. Awareness swept through me, my stomach clenched and wetness flooded my core as I felt his nearness; and I sighed. He gripped a handful of my hair with an oath and brought his mouth down on mine, his hard lips slanting as they claimed my mouth. His heavy, strong body forced me against the wall and I trembled with need and fear… I was rigid for a while, unable to understand what was happening. My body begged me to hold his shoulders, to stroke him, to let go. But my almost Puritanical upbringing made me stay stiff and resistant. Till he sank his teeth into my lower lip and I opened my mouth in a gasp. * When the cynical, jaded Mafia Don Lucien Delano, meets eighteen-year-old, Proserpina Martinez, she falls in love with him without realizing that she is just a plaything for him. By the time she comprehends the reality, it is too late. Pregnant and alone the spirited young woman does something that takes the Don by surprise. She runs away. What happens next? Read it to find out how the stormy, passionate lovers battle their emotions and themselves. *

I gave birth prematurely, just twenty days before the due date. Two hours after I entered the surgery room, I had a stillborn baby. I did not cry at all. I did not even spare a glance at the dead baby. I endured the pain from childbirth and calmly walked into the hospital nursery. After the door was tightly shut, I turned down the temperature of the air-conditioning. The temperature inside the nursery would be too cold for newborns to bear after an hour. The doctors and parents were begging me on their knees to let their babies live. They screamed and cried. They said I was a mother and hoped that I would understand. Instead, I laughed and said, “Yes, I was a mother. But my baby died!” The gynecologist knelt on the floor and begged, “We may be at fault for not being able to save your baby, but these babies are innocent! “Please don’t be reckless just because you lost your baby! You’re so young. You’ll have more babies in the future.” I gritted my teeth and roared, “But my baby isn’t dead! “She’s still alive. I’ll give you one hour. Bring her back to me!” But I was unsure if she would still be alive after an hour.