Lucia Novels Novels & Stories

Novela asked curiously. Really? “Yes, Lucian, you left here all by yourself to bring her back, so where is she?” Novela spoke with a firm voice. “Dead.” Lucian replied, taking a deep breath. Hearing Lucian's words, Novela paused for some seconds, not saying anything apart from just staring at Lucian. It was like a weight was dropped on her, suddenly making her unable to talk. Lucian exhaled and said that he didn't want to say it now, but since she asked, which is why he opened up and said it.

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?

"But it happened.The reason... The reason why Lucian doesn't want to have anything to do with me is because of her. It's Clarissa. She's back from the dead and back to complete whatever she started" It was at this point Mrs Lena thought Chloe has lost it. It's been years since the search for Clarissa was proved futile. Many came up with the fact that she was dead. So what's Chloe spouting? "Did you hit your head somewhere?" Asked Lena for Chloe to frown. She wanted to lash out on Mrs Lena but held it in and instead continued to pour out more years from her eye lids. "I'm saying the truth. Remember I told you I've been suspecting Lucian to be seeing someone just didn't know who.

“Stay away from Lucia.” Her lips parted as if to reply— “Hunter.” Lucia’s voice cut through the air and I turned immediately. She stood at the end of the hallway, arms crossed and eyes sharp like she was annoyed. There was something else too, something darker. “You’re late,” she remarked pointedly. “We had plans.” Juliana glanced between us, something unreadable crossing her face. I walked past Juliana without another word and stopped in front of Lucia. “Yeah,” I said quietly. “Let’s go.” Juliana watched us walk away, her smile gone.

“I want people to know that I had implemented what your mother dreamed of. She had the brain and the purity. I had the balls.” Elky stared at her like he no longer recognized the shape of his own blood. “You want full height statues or something?” he said. “I want accuracy,” she said. “History is written by survivors. And I intend to survive.” I leaned back a little, watching her, trying to catch the shadow behind her shadowy mind. Lucia didn’t play one game at a time. Her brain was an apartment block full of locked rooms. Something wasn’t lining up there. This wasn’t about greed alone. It wasn’t fear alone. It wasn’t burning ambition either.

She always looked at Lucia like she was dirt under her shoe and every time Raina walked into a room, Lucia felt small and unimportant. "Finally," Lucia whispered to herself, her eyes shining with a dark, excited light. "The little princess has finally fallen…I’ve been waiting a long time to see her crushed." Lucia knew that if Raina was in trouble with both Maxton and Michael, her life was basically over. But she didn't just want Raina in trouble, she wanted her permanently destroyed. She wanted to make sure that Raina could never show her face in this city or insult her ever again. She hurried down the long, carpeted hallway to her own bedroom and stepped inside before swiftly locking the d

And not some mere mortal. Lucia was lying flat on her bed, despite not eating dinner, she has grown thin and she wanes from worries day by day. Tired from parking she saw a shadow cast upon her as she raised her head to her right, she snapped immediately and from what was in the woman's eyes, tonight is going to be excruciatingly long, She raised her hands folded alongside the sharp object she yielded and turn the bed shredded. By now Lucia had rolled down the bed falling onto the floor, the darkness that was illuminated by the moon helped Lucia as she gaped her mouth with her hand looking for an escape route.

Lucia snarked. I leaned forward in my chair, resting my elbows on my knees. "Lucia, I don't want to be at war with you—" "Do you know what they did to me?!" Lucia shouted, stopping anything else I might have wanted to say. "I don't," I replied. "But if you want to tell me…" "I was a revolving door for El Lobo's men!" Lucia said, tears starting to roll down her cheeks. "El Lobo thought he was saving me for something or someone—I don't know—but that's not how it worked out. That's not how it worked out at all!"

Brittney explained cautiously looking straight at Lucia. Lucia nodded and finished her porridge hurriedly. She lost interest in speaking to Brittney. She threw the empty food pack and walked to the bed. "Luci aren't you going to join me in the cake?" She shook her head and proceeded to climb into bed. "Luci take a bite. It's just one bite." Lucia stared at the cake for a while without a word, she sat on the bed. Brittney cut out a piece and handed it to her.

"Yes, Regina is gone now. You are safe. Everything is fine now. Go to sleep." "But there are others, Lucian doesn't know." She mumbled. I stopped midway and stared at her. What was she talking about? She often spoke things from the past and most of the time they didn't make any sense, except a few times when she did. Like her warning about the witch Regina who wanted me for my hybrid blood. But Regina was dead what was she talking about? I didn't get to ponder on it as she had dozed off soon. Making sure that she was in deep sleep I walked back into the living room. Lucian was not there. I found him on the terrace staring at the river.