Lucia Light Novels & Stories

_ Lucia's eighteenth birthday party_. I am outside, sitting with my cousins on large couches, as the laughter of Lucia's guests rises in the garden. The daughters and sons of the families around the ages of my Light are there. They are playing all around the pool, and some are in the water. Lucia wears a simple white dress with thin straps, but a stronzo has just sprayed her with a water gun. Everyone can see through the underwear she is wearing underneath. Matteo has just thrown the stronzo, who dared to wet her, into the pool without any mercy while he quickly throws a towel to my Light.

The fifth was something else entirely. He had named her Lucia in his private notes. Not in the official documentation, where she was Specimen 5-H, but in the leather notebook he kept separate from Order records, the one that was purely his thinking. Lucia. It suited the quality of light the chamber gave off when the bioluminescent markers in her cellular structure activated, which happened every eighteen hours with a regularity that suggested the hybrid biology was not random but organized, following a developmental logic that his existing frameworks didn't fully account for.

"And you still look adorable." Lucia smiled, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "You too," she said, reaching out to touch my hand. In that moment, I felt a rush of emotions that I had kept buried deep inside. Lucia was a direct descendant of the late mother witch Helga, who had terrorized the Atlantic and werewolves with her dark magic and powers. But to me, she was just Lucia, the woman I had loved all my life. We talked for a while, catching up on old times and reminiscing about the past. It was easy to forget about the danger lurking outside, to get lost in the warmth of each other's company.

She strode through the smoke. She revealed them armed men, or should I call them hunters? They were armed with blades that shines like light and guns that thrummed. Tools that didn’t belong in this world at all. They shimmered with the same strange, pulsing energy I’d felt when Rina’s body lit blue under my touch. Adrian’s voice broke, hoarse with disbelieve. “What the hell have you done?” Lucia’s smile looking at him with eyes bright as the weapons glowed around her. “Survived! And evolved. However, you’re about to find out what those costs.”

"Now you know, but it’s too late!" Kendall said to Lucia as she chuckled. Then, she held the Dark Sky Spider and slowly walked towards Lucia, one step at a time. Lucia turned pale and tears rolled down her cheeks out of desperation. She would rather die than be bitten by the Dark Sky Spider. She bit her lips and closed her eyes, her dress drenched in tears.

I couldn’t stop myself from asking about what he said earlier. "Hmm, that way… they won’t suspect that the mortal Agatha is important to me. If anything, it’ll be as if I never left her side. Trevor is here, isn’t he? I just need to work in Blizmoor. So, for now, you stay here. I want you to keep her." I shook my head. "No, she won’t remember if she stays here." If she’s where the real Lucien is, she should be there too.

People called it The Wake, as if the planet itself was grieving a god. Lucia worked through the nights in what used to be the living room, surrounded by piles of shattered hardware. She hadn’t said much since they left LionTech. Sometimes he caught her staring at the old laptop that had last carried Elena’s message, her expression unreadable. The golden shimmer was gone from the city, but not from his mind. Every shadow felt charged, every silence too deliberate. When he closed his eyes, he could still see Elena standing in the square—hair glowing, eyes half-human, half-light. The sound of her voice, remember me, haunted the edges of his dreams.

"but guns– rarely but once in a while– Definitely!" “Then let’s just get Rodrig’s stuff and go, so he’ll leave. His presence is giving me serious chills.” Both of Lucia’s hands pressed down against the tabletop as she stared at me. The faint shaft of light that slipped through the window caught her eyes, making them glimmer like glass. Her undone hair spilled over her shoulders, a few loose strands framing the soft curve of her neckline and cleavage. Even in this dim room, she somehow looked like temptation itself– like she was always ready to be devoured.

he replied. "Don't worry everything will be fine, Andrew must finish his mission and we also have to be extra careful then" I said. "Okay, I'm just afraid, like I'm terrified right now" he replied. "Don't be terrified, I assure you that everything will be fine?" I said and disconnected the call. Lucia is back. Yeah! I remember her name is Lucia, that weakling of a girl, she will soon give up. 🌹Lucy pov🌹

So you lied to me yesterday that you went to view the environment ,are you also a liar " Lucien snapped and Lucia felt her heart ache but she was not going to let him see her tears anymore . " I don't know who i am but I know I am not a liar " Lucia snapped back . " Hmm ,well thank God you decided to get a life while regaining your memories so happy working " he said and turned around and walked out of the room . Lucia breathed a sigh of relief , anytime he is around her ,he feels like he is holding her from breathing . " Cara I guess you are ready " Lucien said looking her over ,she was dressed in a knee length skirt and a button top .