Lucia Noceda Novels & Stories

"I mean for her. Lucia is a social butterfly. She likes attention, and she usually gets it. I’m just warning you that your men might get distracted." Luciano let out a slow breath, his shoulders dropping as he leaned back. He crossed his legs, trying to look relaxed again. "I see. I would like to think my guards can maintain their focus even in the presence of a human woman." "I hope so too," I teased. "But you should know she makes world class cookies. It’s her secret weapon." "Then they are completely lost," Luciano said, his face perfectly deadpan. I burst out laughing. The sound echoed in the quiet room, but the sudden movement sent a sharp, biting pain through my midsection. "Ow! Oh, go

He runs off, hitting his mother’s legs, but her eyes aren’t on him. “You do not recognise me?” I study her dark red hair, her soft brown eyes, and though something about it rings familiar, I don’t care enough to burrow into any memories. When she notes the lack of recognition, she lifts the boy with one hand and takes a step forward. “We worked together for the Visconti at the Casa. I’m Lucia. You covered for me while I was pregnant with Nando.” Oh.

“I need your help in tracking the fragments of the holy Nromais.” “I’m sorry but I think you have mistaken me for radar or some sort of metal detecting machine.” She was about to go back inside her shop when the man stopped him, “Marga, the Queen Aera herself sent for you.” His words stopped her. Looking back, she asked, “Princess Aera is the Queen now?” “Affirmative. About a hundred year ago.” “What about Queen Sliofe?” “She withered.” “I’m sorry to hear that.” It looks like things at Lenriad changed a lot since she went away.

Suddenly, a woman ran up to her, momentarily stopping her and causing her to be confused. However, in a matter of seconds, recognition dawned upon Luciana's face, as she realized that this woman was not a stranger. Though unable to recall the woman's name or exact identity, Luciana remembered encountering her when she was helping doc treat the wounded on the day of the attack. Her husband had been one of the victims. "Good morning, Luna," the woman greeted with warmth in her voice, acknowledging Lucia's new title within the pack. Despite the time that had passed, Lucia still found it somewhat unfamiliar to be referred to as Luna, a testament to the rapid changes in her life.

Greg started. “Lucia was the first woman to lead the Mafia, but King Cobra seduced her and took her place. King Cobra killed Lucia. But there are rumors that Lucia hid their son.” “I don’t care about their love story. I want to know where his hideout is located.” Marcus lost his temper as he slammed the table.

However, Lucia only caught one move, and was kicked out by the other party in the next second, spurting blood from her mouth and nose. "Lucia!" Leo struggled to prop himself up and looked in the direction where Lucia had fallen to the ground. Lucia is the leader of the Zorion family's bodyguards, and she is also the most powerful of the secret guards, even she can't last three rounds in Edward's hands, so isn't Edward's strength terrifying to the point of being outrageous? "Damn it!" Lucia spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed in a low voice. What kind of medicine did this little white face take wrong, and he became so powerful?

Intentionally, I let my shoes hit the floors in a loud manner while I make my way to the king sized bed as to gain his attention. But much to my demise, the frame on the bed remains unmoving. "Greetings, your majesty, the Lycan King. I, the Luna of Lumina would like to have a word with you." Even at my introduction, I got nothing as a result. His breathing remains calm and undisturbed. "You could easily be killed this way, your highness." I whispered while making my way closer to the left of the bedside. I couldn't get a clear view of his face since he's facing the balcony windows and once I did, I stopped dead on my tracks.

"Their usefulness is now over, we should get rid of them before we proceed with the next phase of our plan." Ceren who had been weakened from her lower limbs downwards was determined to keep her breath until she sees Lord Adonis. She was certain he would come find them, no matter what Azrail and this strange man had plan, she was determined to be the pin that would deflate the entire balloon of their plans. Lucia eyes were gone. "Is this really my end?" Her tears had been replaced with blood gushing out from her eye sockets. She thought of Audrey, "I'm sorry Audrey."

Cindy blinked. Even Lucas stopped chewing. Because that wasn’t Noora. She was the girl who had always wanted distance from this world—no, their world. She was someone who wore independence like a crown of her dignity. But now, she sat there, folded and perfect and agreeable… “submissive”. Luciano didn’t even lift his head. He calmly sliced into a piece of toast, chewing like none of it involved him. Which, of course, was a pretense so audacious, even Lucifer would’ve blushed.