Lucia Novels Novels & Stories

I would certainly be warm, sleeping between two werewolves. “Okay,” I said, and slid onto the bed. I decided that Lucian had the right idea, and opened the e-book app on my phone. I had been reading a light hearted romance, but I didn’t want to give my libido any bright ideas so I switched to an adventure novel instead. “What are you reading?” Lucian asked. “Adventure,” I said, glad I’d decided against the romance, “It’s about a crew of pirates who travel the world in search of magical artifacts.”

she said and closed the ceiling. ***** Helena’s POV I ran back to the sitting room and immediately I got there, the door opened and Lucifer and his men walked in. I knew this was bound to happen the moment Zoe leaves the house. This has always been my fear. I can’t let him find her. even if I had hidden with her, he’d have been able to find us both. I just needed a way to distract him. But will that be ever possible? Lucifer is too powerful!! “Helena” he called calmly as he stood after the door and looked left and right.

Supposedly their virginity increased their value as a mate, or some silly nonsense. Lucia rolled her eyes as she stood and walked home. That was so yesterday. She’d chafed at the restrictions set by her parents, but she’d honored their wishes.Oh, she’d snuck out and played around some, experimenting with blow jobs and hand jobs, but that was all. Which was why, when she dreamed, she dreamed of romance and a knight in shining armor. Never once did it cross her mind that she’d be getting the Lycan instead of the knight. ........................

“Because, Lucan is the only one who can retrieve the Obsidian Dagger from its resting place. He's uniquely connected to its ancient energies, its layered defenses, in ways no other human could ever be. He's the only key that fits this lock." Nina's professional mask didn't slip, but Kairos saw the flicker of calculation in her eyes before it vanished. She inclined her head slightly. "Understood, sir. Lucan proceeds alone." Kairos returned his attention to the vast map, his gaze lingering on the island.

The city was calmer tonight,almost too calm I'd say. From up here, the lights stretched like they would never go out. Little splatters of gold beneath a darkened sky. It should have been the perfect, peaceful view but now it felt like peace had a price tag. Lucia had gone back to her own little space of course. I noticed it, the lengthy silences, the robotic politeness. The way she said “good morning” like a job with nothing sentimental attached to it.

she stammered, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks, "you're welcome, Lucian. I’m glad I could help.” I offered her a genuine smile, appreciating her kind demeanor in this unfamiliar world. "I appreciate it, nonetheless. Your knowledge has been invaluable to me." As I spoke, I noticed that some of the scattered books and scrolls around her seemed to be related to Lycan history and curses. It gave me the idea that perhaps Lucy held more knowledge than she realized. Her gaze followed mine and her curiosity seemed to overcome her initial fear. "Lucian," she began cautiously, her voice tinged with curiosity, "I've read many stories about you, about the Cursed Lycan King, the Lord of Chaos. Are

“Sisters tell each other the things no one else believes.” I think of Leah’s dreams. Of knowing Livia before Rome. Of information bleeding sideways through time and intimacy. “Did Lucia work with Aurelia?” I ask, the name tasting bitter. The woman’s eyes sharpen instantly. “You know that word,” she says. “Yes.” Her gaze holds mine. “Then you know enough to be dangerous.” “I know enough to be lied to,” I say. She considers that. Then nods. “Lucia was not officially employed by anyone,” she says. “She was a student. Brilliant. Curious. Curious enough to be useful.”

Hell, maybe he could even get his own spinoff. Leah flitted off to work with an extra cinnamon roll, and I was left alone in the apartment. It was still morning yet, so I had time to kill. I elected to curl up on the couch with one of the lycan books Blair sent with me. It was unusual to get a book from Blair that was not old, leather bound, and smelled of dust and aged paper. This one was the most interesting by far because it was a paperback that looked to be written within the past decade or so. It looked too… normal. It had a publishing date and everything.

Hera suggested. They all agreed to her. I don't know that there is such a thing inside that library, maybe that's why no one is going inside that room easily since there are more than books there. "Huh? What's this?" Lore asked while she's reading the book. Lucinda, that's the name of the author of this book and the stories here were about her. Who is she really? "Who's Lucinda, by the way?" I asked. Maybe they know about her, or anything that is related to her even if it's little.

Lucia's presence loomed outside, and instinctively, Amelia sought refuge in the closet, her desire to remain hidden overpowering. I opened the door, my heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. Lucia stood before me, a seductive smile gracing her lips. Her intentions were clear, her words laced with temptation. "Alaric," she purred, her voice dripping with desire, "I can be your queen. Make love to me now. I want you, and I know you want me too."