Lucia Webnovel Novels & Stories

Oh, she would kill that man. "Come to me Raziel." She tried to summon him, but it didn't seem to be working. She then decided to break the focus and open her eyes. Perhaps Lorissa could give her an advice or two. Luciana was surprised when she opened her eyes to see herself on the floor, being held by Rebecca. She seemed to had fallen, and the werewolf caught her. She also noticed that she was surrounded by her guards, and Lorissa was a distance away from them.

“You fight as much as you want, the spell will take you over. It always does. That or you will die.” Vica told him as she left him in the room. Lucian watched as she left the room. They untied him and left him to fight the spell. It would take him to a dark place, making him into someone he never knew he could be. Lucian blacked out after fighting for hours to keep his heart pure for his princess. The spell snaked its way into his heart and made him into the monster that Vica wanted.

For she will die too soon And end the tales sung by her futile tune In trade, her crimes will bring a new life At the cost of everything touched by pale moonlight Without a bond, she will still be bound Her first victim’s is the heart that must be found Though she may defy the moon It will still reclaim what it knows to be true' ‘His attempt, however, was futile. Luna Queen Melanie Faolan and the two day old princess were protected fiercely by their newly appointed guard. He succumbed to his injuries, but ended the reign of Lycan King Ulf Talbot. It is curious why Isaac Ambrose was blessed as a lycan, and it has called into question everything we know about how to obtain the lycan blessing.

Allissa Eira flung herself over me, her magic a last-ditch wall of icy blue, but Angelica’s attack punched right through. The pressure slammed me to the bed, pinned me by the throat, and for one long, surreal second, everything went quiet. I saw Eira on the floor, twitching but alive, her hands clamped around her body as she writhed in pain. Another wave of gold came rushing at me and I moved to protect my unborn baby. Just when I should have been hit, the world tore sideways.

“I won’t let you manipulate me any longer, Sarah. This ends now.” Can you afford to leave me? She hissed, stepping forward. “I'm Luna. I have my power.” “Not anymore,” I said, stepping between them. “Power that's based on deception and that's about to be revealed.” “Stop all of this charade! Sarah circled, lifting her arm to hit me. Don't you even try it!" Lucian shrieked, holding Sarah back. “Why do you care?” she spat, glaring at him. “She’s nothing but a threat to our family.”

"I don't want to relive that now, Elijah. I don't want to be reminded of the events of one year ago, where my life changed one hundred and eighty degrees. I don't want that to happen now. Not when I'm on my revenge mission against Harrison. Not when I was trying to become a much stronger person than the old Luciana Edith. The Luciana Edith who cried in fear in the basement, when her entire family was so cruelly slaughtered. Because right now, Luciana Edith is gone, Elijah. She is dead. I am Lucia Hazel Gray now. And I should be as strong as my new identity now. Because I belong to you, don't I? You've given me all the help I've needed since a year ago. A new face, new powers, a new identity,

Leonardo voiced his confusion, prompting Lucia to shift her gaze nervously. The question struck her like a bolt of lightning. Why had she changed her mind so suddenly? However, that wasn't even the most important question at this moment. Furthermore, it wasn't Leonardo's concern. After Elena's departure from the house they once shared, Lucia felt compelled to clean up her room. It was during this process that she stumbled upon something resembling a diary—a diary Elena had asked about when she had lost it in the past. Driven by curiosity, Lucia couldn't resist the temptation to leaf through its pages, only to discover the most astonishing news. Elena harbored a deep-seated vendetta against t

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."

"Oh, she left," "I can see that," he nodded, then unclasped his hands. "Why are you here? Or rather, why did she bring you here?" "I came for the book of god reincarnations," "I cannot give you that," "But—" "I can answer the question you came here for. What is it you wish to find? Who do you wish to find?" "Liviana, a daughter of Selene who reincarnated as a werewolf," "The foolish one," he said, slouching on his chair and folding his arms. "Her name was Lucia, mate of Hiems Zales,"

“A liar. A thief. A snake in Luna’s silk.” Lucia laughs — soft, cruel. “He knows everything he needs to. I give him what you couldn’t — strength. Beauty. Hot body. Status. You were always a burden, Serena. Even Mother knew it.” Her words strike deeper than claws ever could. I felt the ground tilt, my breath shaking, the darkness closing in — and then the warmth returns. That pulse of light inside me. Steady. Angry. Waiting. Lucia notices the faint shimmer in my eyes and steps back, wary for the first time. “What are you smiling at?”