Lucia Webnovel Novels & Stories

I couldn’t stop myself from asking about what he said earlier. "Hmm, that way… they won’t suspect that the mortal Agatha is important to me. If anything, it’ll be as if I never left her side. Trevor is here, isn’t he? I just need to work in Blizmoor. So, for now, you stay here. I want you to keep her." I shook my head. "No, she won’t remember if she stays here." If she’s where the real Lucien is, she should be there too.

“Don’t speak like you’re a victim. You opened your legs, and now you’re crying because you don’t want the world to know what came out of it, it’s better you go back to Kael” Her words hit me like a slap. Tears ran down my cheeks. “Please… I didn’t mean for this to happen.” She laughed again. “Of course you didn’t. But it did. And now what? You’ll sit on the Luna throne with a bastard growing inside you?” I shook my head. “I don’t want any throne. I just want peace—” “There is no peace here for people like you,” she hissed. “You came from filth. You think you can stand here and be safe just because Lucien lets you breathe under this roof?”

The man's demeanor was truly unpredictable. Lucia took a breath and exhaled slowly. The girl couldn't stand Kent's accusations, which made her feel humiliated. She chose to let her heart out. "I became a live streamer host at Eryk's request! As you know, sir, I really miss my normal life! Before your son came into my life, he made me feel tortured every day!" screeched Lucia with a flushed face and teary eyes. She covered her face with both hands. Tears fell, soaking the palms of her hands that covered her face.

There was a pin-drop silence before he uttered again. “What is it?!” “I’m pregnant, Lucian. I’m pregnant. Crystal blood moon will soon have their legit heir.” “Huh…Lie. Another lie. Seriously, Selene, I’m fed up with you and your dirty games.” “Huh?! Game? What game?!” I asked, not following him. “Lucian, I said I’m pregnant,” I repeated. “I heard you,and Iaid you’re lying,” he replied tersely. “Now stop calling me and fucking stay away from Astra and my child.”

LUCIAN’S POV I swiped through the tablet to see that a gift box was sent to my apartment. Inside the box were pictures of Selena, who was bruised and battered. Then there was a letter and they zoomed in on what was written on it. *I always keep my promise. You lose, Lucian.* I didn't need anyone to tell me that it was all Elira's doing. My hands shook as I shook my head. It couldn't be….she can't just die like that.

"It's in the blood." Adam's phone vibrated. George's text: Lancaster Medical just called. Your scrip was refilled...by Lucia. Ice flooded his veins. "Lucia?" --- Lucia sat curled in the window seat, a first edition of The Bell Jar open in her lap. The amber liquid in her glass caught the firelight—whiskey, neat. Just like him. She didn't look up as he entered. "You went through my things." Adam's voice was dangerously calm.

interjected Lucian with a loud yell. That aspect still hurt because he didn't know what lies Clarissa had told his daughter about him. Had he narrated he was a monster to her? "My daughter is where she belongs and that's with me and the reason you're here is to make you pay for what you've done" he said. Soon after, an abrupt laughter eluded her lips filling the room with her sounds. "You don't have a daughter Lucian" said Clarissa. "What do you mean?" "Your daughter is dead!" Clarissa said bluntly making Lucian's gaze to narrow to her.

he asked, his voice steady but low, almost intimate in the quiet cabin. She nodded slowly. “I… guess. Still trying to figure out what just happened.” He gave her a look that was half amusement, half concern. “Take your time. We’ve got a ride ahead.” Lucia let out a soft breath. “I suppose you don’t know much about me.” “Not enough,” he replied. “But I want to.” She turned toward the window, watching buildings blur past, then spoke, “I’m an orphan. I was told my parents died in a car crash. It was sudden. One day I had a family, and the next… just silence.”

A beautiful girl trapped in a cursed place, which starts from running away from her engagement event, to being locked up in a embroidery house. 🌞🌞🌞 “Let me go, damn it! Why are you even holding me? What place is this?” shouted Lucia. Lucia's hands were grabbed by two big men and she was thrown into the room. Lucia banged on her door the moment she found out she was locked from the outside.

"She came alone. For now" Inside, Damien approached the altar. Lucia stood at its steps, cloaked in black, a shadow-made flesh. The drive sat in a silver case on the altar beside her, taunting. "You came," she said, voice smooth. "How poetic". "You have thirty seconds to explain what the hell you want”, Lucia tilted her head. "Immunity, and Answers”, "Immunity for what?" She smiled faintly. "For who I am”, Damien stepped forward. "You’re a blackmailer. A traitor. A liar”,