Lucian And Roxanne Novel Novels & Stories

“Oh my god, a knight in shining armor, your very own fairytale love story, I totally agree with this, I am the president of the Arix fan club,” She said excitedly. “What? He is not a knight, yeah he helped me but that has nothing to do with a fairytale, miss, this is reality.’ I countered but Rose wasn’t having any of it. “Don’t you dare, I know a love story when I see one, and yours is going to be so beautiful, my Arix heart is pleased.” She said, again with too much excitement, she was too in love to see reality. ‘What does that even mean Rose?’

“Do I really scare you two so much? I am not heartless, Lucian, even though you broke it one too many times. Go ahead, give me your explanation.” Lucian was stunned, it was the first time Arabella actually stopped to hear him out. He started out stumbling over his words but finally founds his voice. “There was never anything between Scarlet Roman and myself. We went gambling as a group and got separated from the others. We matched drink for drink until I didn’t know what way was up.

By the time I reached my doorstep, I had no idea he was there. After we finished our meal, everyone dispersed. After a pleasant conversation, Lucius and I went to our own apartments. I entered my room as well, and after waiting for a little while, I left. I made my way to the library and began looking through literature on Lycan. I brought every book into my room and placed it on my desk. I opened the book and began to read. I read the book through until the following morning, at which point I managed to finish it. A sketch of the tattoo that was on Lucius's body may be found in the book.

She would see the Lycan again. Her head was in a state of euphoria as she lay in bed, imagining herself unravelling the mystery of her saving stranger. The smiles, and her much sought opportunity to say thank you to him. Until she asked herself the damning question. Then what? She was fresh from a heartbreak, and the pain of being left alone on her wedding day. What would happen if she and the Lycan fell in love? Would she not be exposing herself to the pain twice? Why did she even want to see him?

Still, he didn’t know that, which only meant he was pompous prick who had no remorse whatsoever. “Okay, that’s all the time I have left for non-” “Its Mars,” she blurted, effectively shutting him up. “So…” Lucian began but stopped himself, doing all he could to stop the first train of insults from spilling out as her words registered like a slap against the cheek. “You came all the way from the Capital to Lortal to gossip about your boyfriend?” He questioned, his voice rising with each word that left his lips. “Oh wait, sorry, husband. I would have you know I’d rather he be dead so whatever it is, I’m not helping so you can go sashay your way back to whoever sent you and we’d pretend this ne

“Whatever that scent is, get rid of it.” Lucien stopped swinging the pen around in his hand, instead staring at Xavier with his mouth wide open. “Wh—what do you…” He trailed off. Xavier turned around and ignored him, facing the book before him like it was suddenly the most important thing in the world. The confusion coursing through Lucien morphed into something more violent and vile. Anger. The pen in his hand almost bent sideways due to how hard he held it. For a second, he imagined it to be Xavier’s neck, or his hair… or those lips that he badly wanted to feel against his—

My eyes follow the length of her body. Shit Don't feel Don't feel That fucking failed. I feel Roxy's mouth against my ear. "It's about time you took notice of my attention Marco." Her hand strokes along my cock. "It's been long enough." I chuckle. That wasn't you. In her mind, though, it was, so I leave her to believe it as people congratulate us on the engagement. My eyes sweep around again and fall on Lucia; her face is pale, and her eyes are wide. A hand is gripping her shoulder. Moving quickly, I pull him back. Not missing the eyes on me. It's too late now. I keep Lucia with me as I try to figure out why Roxy would do this, and then we leave.

"Rowan grabbed the wrong notebook a few days ago. I saw it by accident when he gave it back to me." I had a habit of keeping a journal. Those pages were packed with the details of the last five years, a life lived like walking a tightrope. Before Lara came back, Lucian actually had been decent to me. He was young, handsome, powerful, and the absolute leader of the Aurora Shadows. As his mate, he was the only thing in my world. But that was a lifetime ago. I hadn't expected that diary to give him such delusional expectations, or make him think he could use it as leverage to control my life.

I lifted my hand and caressed his stumbled jawline. With a tired smile, he captured my lips with his, and we kissed long and deep. His tongue parried and explored my mouth, while my fingers stroked his soft hair. "I love you, Alice," He said tenderly after he broke the kiss. "I love you too, "I smiled. Whatever they did, it must have been awful. Even now, at nearly five in the morning, Lucian's aura was awash with negativity. He was restless. "What happened Lucian?" I asked, pulling him towards a chaise.

He had built Blackthorn from the ground up through sheer will and nobody called in favours with the Lycan King on a whim. He did it for me. He went to the Lycan King himself, and asked him to arrange the marriage. And the King agreed, and Luca had no choice but to accept, and I got everything I had cried thirty days straight for. The first year was something close to perfection. Luca wasn’t in love exactly but he was kind, attentive in the little ways that mattered, and there were quiet moments, where I was convinced that whatever I had felt across that hall the night of the gathering he had felt some version of it too.