Lucia Slime Novels & Stories

"Yes, I could smell you had a wolf, but it was faint. At first, I thought you were trying to mask it. Which confused me. But when you started asking around about Sam, it all clicked into place. We've been searching for the Lupus Luna for that last four years. We knew it was coming close and that she would need help. Our pack thought it was your sister Sam. Turns out when they caught the slight whiff of you, they mistook her for the scent. It wasn't until I arrived back that I could smell she was in contact with the Lupus Luna. But she wasn't it. When I asked her who she had recently been around she said her sister, Maggie, you, and her manager. So, we set out looking for you and the manager.

I begin to speak again, “at least you understand that I am back to take everything Michele took away from me. The pack, Nicholas and my title as Luna. For three years, she has been enjoying what belongs to me and I am so done with that. This is my time and I will make sure to take everything from her. Did she whine to you when you left to meet her? I bet she must have cried a lot and you wanted to bring her back and ask your brother to take her back, right?” “It is the opposite, Natalia” Lucy says much to my amazement and my forehead creases into a slight frown. “What do you mean?” “I do not hate you as you think, Nat” Lucy continues, “and of course I prefer Michele to you, she has held this

Lilith showed her how their sanctuary would turn into a mass grave for Nico and the rest of her rogue family. She saw the lifeless bodies of Nico, his men, and the fifteen other rogues littering the ground. The cottage and huts burned down while Baltazar held her suspended in the air, immobile. Just as she watches her mother die, she is bound to witness the same deaths of her newfound family in the hands of the ancient warlock. She is the reason for their ‘would-be’ deaths. In her vision, tears were flowing from the side of her cheeks, hatred-filled eyes, but her limbs were numb. She was helpless against Baltazar’s magic. She cannot even lift a finger. The only thing that works is her eyesig

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.

But how was she to know this horrible creature would also be there, moving weirdly and trying to crawl up her skin? Lucious looked down and what he saw was something he didn’t expect at all. Lucious didn’t even know whether to laugh or slap himself. “ This is it?” He asked as he looked at the little girl, amusement filling up his face. She nodded in fear, hiding behind him. “ This??!” He almost laughed pointing at the small brown earthworm which was moving slowly on the ground. She nodded her head again, shreiking a little as she saw it move. “ It!!” She yelled.

Jim nodded, holding his face in pain as they both walked down the aisle, ignoring the people watching. Lucia walked out of the supermarket, down the streets. She couldn't stop thinking of the man that slapped her. Who did he think he was? And why did he slap her? What had she done? She cleaned the tears that were dripping down her eyes as she kept on walking, ignoring the lookers. She stopped by a billboard and stared at the face on it. On the billboard, was the man who had slapped her.

To have separate lives away from each other. "What does your friend looks like?" Lancelot asked. "Lucia is fifteen years old lady, bit shorter than me. Long straight black hair and has porcelain skin. She has big brown eyes, and she is very beautiful," I said. "Wait. What are those things?" Lancelot asked while pointing at the man-structured smokes hopping from one corner to another, searching. "That was done by my friend Lucia. She is a white snake summoner that is why she can produce men of white snake. She told them to go and search for his cousin. Remember Orion? The one I told you who just disappeared when there was a mist and a humming voice."

To have separate lives away from each other. "What does your friend looks like?" Lancelot asked. "Lucia is fifteen years old lady, bit shorter than me. Long straight black hair and has porcelain skin. She has big brown eyes, and she is very beautiful," I said. "Wait. What are those things?" Lancelot asked while pointing at the man-structured smokes hopping from one corner to another, searching. "That was done by my friend Lucia. She is a white snake summoner that is why she can produce men of white snake. She told them to go and search for his cousin. Remember Orion? The one I told you who just disappeared when there was a mist and a humming voice."

"Where did everyone go?" "I thought you might enjoy a little privacy for your first gourmet experiment," he said, voice lower now. She huffed, face already warm from his closeness. "I’m just making slushies." "Is that what this is called?" he asked, picking up a slice of strawberry from the counter. "Looks like art to me." Lucia turned to grab another strawberry. She tasted it and hummed. "These are really sweet. I’ll cut these ones myself." Adrian leaned in. "Are you sure?"

No one was around, and it was dark, but I could still see the whole place. "Once Lucy enters the ritual stone, she will be trapped inside until she feeds the stone with her sexual fluid." "What do you mean? Trapped?" "Are you stupid, Lucius? I want to make sure you will inseminate Lucija with your fluids. That’s my only guarantee that even if she gets cold feet, she has no other choice but to continue with the ritual." "That sounds like fun," Lucius answered. ‘Are you sure Lucien will not see beyond the illusions? There’s no fucking way I will let you touch or fuck Lucy!’ I snapped at Lucius in my head.