Lucia Noceda Novels & Stories

The sharp, frantic click of heels against the marble floor told me everything before she even spoke. It was a rhythm I knew by heart-the sound of my wife when the world she spent so much time calculating began to spiral out of her control. "He's in Carcassonne, Christopher," Elena's voice broke through the silence, entirely stripped of its usual icy, unshakeable composure. She stopped several paces short of me, her breath hitching as she tried to master the panic vibrating in her chest. "Lucas is in trouble." I slowly closed my eyes, letting out a long, measured breath through my nose.

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

Clay, on the other hand is born with both wolf parents. But Leticia was attacked by a vampire when she was five months pregnant in the woods and did not tell a soul. She managed to kill the vampire but it was too late, she was already bitten and got out of the woods before the vampire’s companion finds her. Back in those days,the vampires do not respect territorial boarders. They come and go as they please. It is different now. I made it a point when I learned what happened. Why she did not is do so is not a mystery. If they had known what took place in the woods, the council would have ordered that the mother and the unborn child be terminated. It was an abomination.

The memory floods in without permission, vivid as if it happened yesterday instead of two years ago. The Sorrento academy charity gala. Lucia had rehearsed Chopin’s Nocturne in E-flat Major for months. She told everyone it was her moment. Vogue Italia photographers were coming. Matteo Devergo, who was her high-school crush, the boy who used to lean against her locker and ignore me completely, he had promised to sit in the front row just for her. She even chose my dress: pale lavender, high-necked, sleeves to the elbow. It was one of my most beautiful dresses safe which my late mother left behind for me.

Faricenda asked a woman who didn't recognize her. Even though she hated her father very much, her heart was stung with his death news. "Who is the one in reign now? Prince Henkel?" She knew Prince Henkel could be ruthless but she believed he still has some good in him. "The first Luna who is now, Alpha Luciana." Faricenda's eyes widened slowly immediately the information was given and she staggered.

She stood up as she headed to her room not bothering to check up on Quinn because she knew her daughter was a psycho . .... .. . Lucia opened her eyes and looked around the room and then remembered she had slept off here . She sluggishly got up from bed and picked up her phone and headed for her room . Right now she feels like taking a day off like Lucien had suggested but would that not be selfish . If she works somewhere else then she won't think of silly excuses to bring up . So she spanked her lazy self as she hurriedly brushed her teeth before taking her bath . After bathing Lucia picked out a green chiffon top with a V neck cutting and a white body hug skirt which has a split at the ed

Lucia sipped, setting the glass neatly down along the table’s edge—a ritual for those who sign bogus bills of lading. “We have Novazene,” I said. “We have Δ-12. We have Malta. And we have your fingerprints on a container door.” “You have a few pieces of paper,” she countered. “And the drive,” I said. She glanced at my pocket. “Which you’ll lose if you’re careless,” she warned. “And you’ll be careless if you think paper moves budgets.” “Then help us move the real figures on the board,” Elky said. Lucia placed her palm flat on the folder. As the scarf slid aside, it revealed a faint scar on her wrist—a secret paid for dearly. “And why would I do that?” she asked. “Because you’re my son? I love

Mario sipped on the coffee Lucia made as he narrowed his eyes as fixed his gaze on Lulu who was a nervous wreck, "I… I only wanted them to be sleeping in the same room... I couldn't stand it when they argued like that"Lucia said in a low tone, yes she did sabotage everything, but she only did it because she felt sad that despite being married her bosses slept in different rooms, and their misunderstanding never seized to end. All she wanted was for Sia to think the shower in her room was broken that way she could shift to Emiliano's room, but she did not expect her plan to turn so horrific

Lucia was speaking. “You need a strong Luna, one that doesn’t need rescuing. One that can stand on her own and fight battles next to you. She needs to be a partner, not a bystander.” Lucia’s voice was gentle. I could tell she was trying to persuade Nicco with what she thought was reason. I waited with my breath held. I knew he was going to lose his temper and shout at her. I was wrong.

She needs high concentration. "I have a request." Lucia was shocked; this was the first time Noura had asked her for something. She turned her body, and Noura stepped back as the bow Lucia held aimed at her. Lucia laughed and apologized as she lowered her bow. "What do you want?" Lucia smiled happily, and she was so enthusiastic; finally, Noura asked her something! "I want when the war later we switch places." Lucia's jaw dropped. "Why? Don't you like being outside the forest?"