Lucia Webtoon Novels & Stories

Glass doors let in the soft light from the rainy morning, a few people sat quietly on couches, some reading, others staring at nothing. A nurse moved between them, checking notes. And there she was. Lucia. She sat in a corner armchair, wrapped in a cream blanket. Her hair was thinner than in the photos, her skin pale, lips dry. But her face was the same. Still beautiful, still delicate, still broken. Leonardo stepped inside. Lucia looked up slowly when she heard the door open, her eyes met his and for a second, they didn’t move. She blinked once, then again.

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.

‘No, I can't, I won't! "Please," she begged, her eyes darting between the two dominant wolves. "Let me go." Aiden leaned in, his lips mere inches from Lucia's when he saw her terror-filled eyes. "Little Luna... what happened to you?" Declan's deep voice rumbled with concern. Lucia's heart pounded in her chest, the memories of her past abuse clawing at her mind. "Please," she rasped, her voice trembling. "Just let me up. I'll tell you, I swear."

We were silent for a moment, still holding onto each other. “Sleep well,” Caleb said, breaking the silence. I nodded and closed the door. I lay in bed and fell asleep again. Running and thunder started to emerge. I woke up, thinking it was a dream, but it wasn’t. I got up from bed and went out, but to my surprise, I heard Charles say, “Alpha, Eliana is not Luna Lia. Don’t give your heart to her.” Lia? In a flash, I recalled my first encounter with Caleb. That’s right—the woman, Lia. He thought of me as Lia at that time. I gulped and was about to go back inside the room, but I halted at the next words. “And besides, we are werewolves. A human like Eliana will not—”

Luciana woke up agitated after dreaming about Diego, who was the love of her life. For five years she had stopped sleeping, and although she often used sleeping pills, she did not want to depend on them. Diego had been her boyfriend since university, she had met him on the first day, he was the handsome, athletic type, with a beautiful smile and all women and even some men were in love with him, but Diego was different from the athletes whom She was used to dealing with him, he was attentive, affectionate, a gentleman, when he started asking her out she thought it was just a facade, but it wasn't like that, he was transparent, so much so that he fell in love with her after finishing universi

Notifications of new messages from WhatsApp continuously flashed across the screen. The messages were from Yara. It started with a barrage of GIFs of screaming creatures followed by a string of texts. "Has Lucian gone insane?" "Has he been bewitched into falling in love with me?" It was accompanied by a GIF of a character shivering. "He just gave me ten thousand dollars." That message had came attached with a screenshot showing the transaction records.

I prayed that the moon goddess would find me worthy of another life and I swear, I'll make them pay! All of them! My body slowly gave in to the strength of the rope and gradually, darkness erupted me and I gave up the ghost. **** The next day, Lucia had stepped out of the house to do her morning ritual as usual when she found a roughly tossed envelope on the floor. She anxiously opened it, it was Lyla's pregnancy test results. "Lyla was pregnant?" She screamed, using her right hand, she covered her mouth. The feeling of guilt washed over her for a moment but she shook it off.

“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.”

after saying that, Catrina muttered something under her breath. Lucia, who was quiet, looking at the human girl felt her blood bubble before it got hurt, like it's boiling. Catrina didn't only stop there, but she continued by making Lucia's heart to stop beating, but she stopped after sometime them continue again. Lucia gasped for air, tears flowing down her cheeks" stop please" she begged " Are you going to talk if I stop” the witch nod her head in agreement. Catrina stopped “talk” she ordered.

Siena smiled, meeting his eyes for half a heartbeat — not wary, not strategic, just tired and grateful. --- The apartment woke slowly. Lucia, in clean pajamas with blue stars, sat on the sofa watching a cartoon with the sound off. She held her small fox toy in both hands, whispering to it as if it could understand. Siena combed her damp hair, parting it down the middle, fingers moving with patient rhythm. “Still, tesoro. Almost done.” Lucia fidgeted, then stilled. “Tight?” “Not tight.” Siena tied the soft ribbons. “There.”