Lucia Chapter 106 Novels & Stories

‎Chapter twenty one ‎ ‎Victoria's pov. ‎ ‎ ‎The following morning. ‎ ‎ ‎My eyes opened slowly to the rays of lights that blasted in. ‎ ‎...I yawned, ‎ ‎Twisting and turning on the bed, ‎ ‎I stretched my arm and there was no one beside on the bed ... ‎ ‎Where was Lucas? ‎ ‎Then the memories from last night flooded my head, ‎ ‎"Please Victoria... Keep those legs wide.,m...uhhhh..." Lucas moaned out loud, like a part of his soul tore away from himself with each stroke inside of me.

ve ranjhana. She closed her eyes again unable to look at him who had a strange stormy emotion in his mysterious eyes. Lucia glanced at her through the curtains of medical room 's window. "Yes..she will be away from Mr. Hot..for some days... she humiliated me in front of those stupids..now rot on the bed .."Lucia smirked. ******************************* Don't beat me after reading it.😁 Please drop ur votes ...it is as precious for me as Ms. Cindrella for Mr. Charming. 💗 ~~Shrinkhla Singh😊😊😊

Chapter five The morning sun crept through the tall, sheer curtains of Lucia’s room, casting soft gold across the bedsheets. She blinked awake slowly, stretching her arms above her head. The events of the previous night, the mansion, the dinner, Lorenzo’s teasing lingered in her memory like a strange, vivid dream. She sat up and noticed a neatly folded piece of paper on the bedside table. Curious, she reached for it. Lucia, I had to leave early for an urgent business trip. Out of the country. I’ll be back in a few days. In the meantime, make yourself comfortable. A doctor will come to check your ankle later. If you need anything, ask any of the staff.

Toward the heart of the estate, towards the curse. Then I saw him, Lucian. He emerged from the far hallway with blood running lightly from his temple like he had been hit by falling stone. His eyes found mine instantly across the chaos. Relief flashed through his face. Then guilt followed immediately after. “Lila!” He moved toward me quickly, but Madam Lavinge stepped slightly before me. Lucian stopped, his jaw tightened. “We have to get her out of here,” he said urgently. “There is no out anymore,” Madam Lavinge replied.

Lucien's voice was like a thunderclap in the night. Erica looked up at him, as though grasping a lifeline in a raging sea. Tears streamed down her face as she stammered, "I-I don't know! I just went to the restroom for a minute, and when I came back, she was being taken away by a man. I chased after them, and when I yelled, he just—he just threw her down and ran! I don't know what's going on!" Lucien said nothing more. He bent down and scooped Cynthia into his arms, his steps swift and unwavering as he carried her toward the car.

she snarled, trying to rise. More darts hit her chest, her arm, her side. Lucia approached her carefully, with a sick look of satisfaction dancing in her eyes. “Told you,” she said softly. “Blessings don’t save you from science.” Elena tried to crawl toward her, but she never reached her. The world tilted violently, and then the darkness took her.

That flicker of something pained behind the smirk. “And since I already paid your cheap hospital bills—and as I can see you’re annoyingly fine,” he added with a half-hearted scoff, “stand up. We’re leaving.” Selena blinked. “To where?” Theo turned his head slightly, forcing a crooked smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “To your shrine, silly.” Before she could ask what shrine he was even talking about, the room's fluorescent lights flickered—then dimmed to a hush. And then—it appeared.

“Please don’t be gone again.” My fingers brushed the light. It pulsed stronger once, twice. Alive. But before I could breathe relief, a shadow moved behind me. A hand cold, mechanical clamped over my mouth. Lucien’s voice was a whisper in my ear. “Round two.” --- Saphira finds Caelum alive beneath the wreckage but before she can save him, Lucien ambushes her from behind, leaving her trapped and powerless as the darkness closes in.

I wept as I saw her lying helplessly on the floor, breathing heavily. "What a bad day! Why is the world seeming to collapse on my head? Why is everything happening so fast?" I whimpered and rushed to her. I lifted her from the floor and began waving her the hand fan, as I could not reach the electric fan switch button that was hanging on the roof; fortunately, the hand fan wasn't far from where she was lying. Sebastian, Marcus, and the other omegas in the pack suddenly burst through the door as it was violently ripped open.

“Can you disarm it?” Lucia hesitated, a flash of doubt crossing her face. “I can try.” “Try?” I demanded, my patience becoming thin. “That’s not good enough.” “It’s all we have,” she hissed, her eyes flaming. “Unless you’d like to turn back and face whatever’s waiting for us out there.” I bit back a response, knowing she was right. We had no choice. “Do it.” Lucia nodded, her hands working with accustomed accuracy. I observed every movement, ready to intercede at the first sign of betrayal. Time stretched, each second feeling like an eternity. Finally, she let out a breath and stood. “It’s done. Step where I step.”