Lucian And Roxanne Novel Novels & Stories

A few hours before Aurelia Russo woke up, Lucian Romano was the first to open his eyes, his lashes fluttering softly. He looked at the woman in his arms, her head resting on his chest, her hair scattered across her beautiful face. “Oh, Princess,” Lucian whispered, careful not to wake her. It was still early in the morning. He slowly moved the arm she was lying on, making her purr softly in her sleep. “If there is anything I regret, it’s that I didn’t give in to my want for you earlier,” he murmured.

But Lucian's presence was something he couldn't fight tonight, not after Rosaline's warning. Lucian shifted closer, his thigh brushing Alex's under the table. "You're thinking too loud," he said, voice low enough to cut through the music without effort. His hand found Alex's knee, "I can see it in your eyes. That war you're fighting." Alex met his gaze, “And what if I am?" Lucian's smile was slow, dangerous. "Then let me win it for you. Just for tonight."

The news of the betrayal of the man who had been her world, had left Roxanne devastated. When she had urged Bianca to leave the hospital, she had looked so sad, uneasy and broken. Bianca had been kicking herself for not having put her foot down and stayed with Roxanne… Liam O’Grady flung himself down on the large bed where Bianca was sitting, her books strewn around, a pencil in her mouth as she chewed it aimlessly. With one swipe, the Irishman snatched the pencil from her mouth, glowering as he said,

They became best of friends almost immediately. Then Lucy started getting closer to the gentle and unsuspecting Roxanne. She knew how curious and nerdy Roxanne was, so she told Roxanne about some special scarce herbs that could only be found near North London knowing that Roxanne would go searching for it. And that was what happened. She then made plans with her friend Trixie who connived with her brother to kill Roxanne. With Roxanne now out of the picture, she started to get close to Kincaid again, and it was all going well. Until now.

“I don’t care how many women you sleep with. You want to know something real, Lucian? Nothing happened to us. Because you disgust me. I would never sleep with a vile person like you. At every touch and kiss you give me, I secretly flinched in aversion.” He shook his head in disbelief. “WHAT? I don’t understand you.” She leaned forward to the glass and the next words that came out of her mouth left Lucian deeply disturbed. Eyes still widened in disbelief, he left the LAPD and drove back to the hospital. * Latton was still asleep when Lucian entered her room. He brought a bouquet of red pansies and left them on the table. He sat on the chair and held her cold hand. He leans closer, kisses her

The door cracks open and a girl peeks in, looking around like she was expecting a dinosaur to be here. “He is not in Janice.” Jessica says patiently. Janice visibly sags and walks in, she drops down next to me. “Hello Janice, I'm Roxanne.” She blinks from behind her huge glasses, the glasses looked like it was more than two frames. Too heavy for her tiny body. “Janice meet my friend Roxanne, she is also pinning for a guy. Although I will never understand what you see in Cam.” Janice blushes like the Cam in question was here. I would gag but best not do it in front of her.

​It was a weird thing to offer, and I suppose even stranger for humans, but I had no other ideas that came to mind. ​She seemed unconvinced, and I force myself to see it from her perspective. A stranger had shown up, offering her help, but still a stranger, and was now giving her a knife while trying to take her home. Yeah, I wouldn't trust that for shit either. ​My mind reels desperately for a way to ease her suspicions but comes up embarrassingly empty. ​"I'm Lucian," I say after a moment, offering her a bit of personal information with the hope of it building the base for trust, though it'd be fickle now. "I live in a nearby apartment complex. The Stems."

~Killian~ "Killian," Lucienne called out to me with the softest, sleepiest voice I'd ever heard and I was sure I smiled from my sleep. "It's time to wake up." I blinked awake, the early morning light filtering through the curtains. Lucienne was already up, her hair tousled, and a gentle smile playing on her lips. She looked ethereal in the soft light, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of more love for her. how could one person be so pretty?

The night before the wedding, I couldn’t sleep. My window was open. The moonlight poured softly onto the bed. My heart thudded against my ribs, not from fear—but from overwhelming anticipation. A soft knock came. “Lyra… it’s me.” Lucian. I opened the door and found him leaning on the wall, hands in his pockets, hair slightly messy, eyes darker than usual. “You’re not sleeping,” he said quietly. “You too.” He shook his head, took one slow step toward me. “Come here.”

For a second I wonder if they’ve turned around and left, but then the other man speaks. “You smell that?” “Smell what?” “Smells like… Lycan.” Another silence. Footsteps approach the bedroom. “Max, this whole place stinks like Lycan,” the first man says. “Nah,” the man named Max says. “This smells fresh.” The second man enters the bedroom, slowly creaking the door open. I reach out and grasp Nancy’s hand tightly. The man walks around the room, sniffing the air. I can see his glowing green eyes through the door, which makes me realize -- can he see mine? I shut my eyes tightly, leaving me with nothing but my hearing.