Luci Tour Novels & Stories

I said, folding my toes in front of them. “Uhm.. I guess you’re r-ready now. Shall w-we?” Lucas stammered as he walked towards me. “This way, my lady.” Darren said as he walked in front of me towards a stairs I hadn’t noticed in months of being here. Wow, I actually haven’t done a full house tour. I HAVE visited the pool but I think that’s most of the tour I have actually gone. We went downstairs which I assumed is the basement, we reached the front of a huge door that opens two-way. Darren unlocked the door with some code and pushed one part of the door open, leaving the other side in place.

We are ready. " Go get ready. " Luc orders making them wave. Luc walks to Heitor and I follow him. " Heitor, I want you to track a tracker. " He says as soon as he gets close to Hector. " Of course, my lord. That will be easy. " He approaches the computer. " The numbers? " 055889933014853. " Says and Hector putting the numbers. I never understood this hacking thing. my strong point is fighting, shooting and killing.

I said, and she grinned widely. I kept wondering if Lily was always smiling this way all the time, I've never seen her frown her face. “Lucien, the tournaments are next two weeks. It’d be my greatest joy to see you partake in it and win some glory for our school.” Lily said, her voice filled with emotion and her hands rested on her chest. “Hopefully,” Lucien replied, his active mood plummeting. “I believe in you. I know you'll do so. Thanks for really sparing me your time today.”

He came closer to me and sat down; ignoring Baron who was staring at us as if this is fucking telenovela "Let me take you on the tour. New York can be a dangerous city if you aren't familiar with the environment, and I can bet that friend of yours isn't familiar with anything in New York, he's going to end up getting lost" "You know there is something called map" I deadpanned. I already promised Lucas that I'm going on that tour with him and I'm aren't changing my mind just because someone from my past offered to take me. I will be hurt if someone should ditch me for someone else, so there is no way I'm doing that to somebody else. He tried to hold my hand from across the table but I pulled

At least a talk with her might make me understand some blocked points in this situation. Jacob has direct command to the tracker shifters that no one will be allowed to find Lucianna except him. I think it is his way to forbid knowledge of her location towards Roscoe, or more that I may not know. “Where?” I asked, giving my full attention to him. “It’s in the East where she won before. The tournament will be held three days from now, and I think I should head there now so I can reach on time!” The east region is far and Harley is right. If he won’t move by now, travelling by land won’t make him on time.

she ignored me, moving closer to him. "What is it?" Alister asked coldly with an expressionless face. Lucia's smile instantly faded and a look of hurt appeared on her face before she smiled again. "I wanted to discuss the tournament with you," she said. "I was hoping we could move it forward since everyone in the pack is now excited to see Light take part in it." Alister looked taken aback, before turning to me with a dangerous glare. "What is she talking about? Do you intend to participate in the tournament?"

“That’s huge. Congratulations to you.” She nodded, hugging me back. I stared at Lucian from over Charlyn's shoulder and I almost flinched. He was glaring at me. I quickly moved away from her, coughing slightly. She noticed the change and just smiled. “It is. The tour will last a few weeks.” “Oh.” I mumbled. Before I could say anything else, Jeanne raised her hand dramatically. “And I have news too!” I looked at her. “Should I be scared?”

The man knew how to make an entrance. Roy followed a few steps behind, hands in his pockets, expression flat. He scanned the arena with the slow disinterest of someone checking the weather. Above them, the announcer’s voice boomed. “Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise for the next match in the Tournament of Richt! On one side, heir to the prestigious Draeve Foundation, undefeated in his last twelve official duels: Lucian Draeve!” The crowd roared. Lucian gave a smooth, practised nod.

“But this isn’t about that. The Eastern pack knows she is connected to that research. They will come for her again.” Andre clenched his fist and said sardonically, “Then I will protect her.” “You couldn’t last time.” The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them instantly. Andre flinched like I had struck him on the head. Lucas stood up abruptly and said, “Okay, children. Break it up.” He pointed to the map. “Let us focus on the tournament security. How do we handle this?” I forced myself to breathe. “Triple patrols on the borders. All guests should be screened. And Lillian doesn’t leave pack grounds without an escort.”

I had worn five-inch designer heels to maintain my commanding executive image, and despite my composed demeanor, I was certain I had developed agonizing blisters along both heels. "We can end the tour here. I have seen enough," Lucien announced abruptly, stepping back from the fence line. I caught a faint trace of fatigue in his voice—a tiny crack in his formidable armor. The site tour had been a calculated test from the beginning. Lucien was a veteran player in high-stakes real estate; he didn't trust easily, nor did he survive in business by taking smooth-talking intermediaries at face value. He knew that legitimate corporate brokers didn't operate with this level of secrecy, nor did they