Lucian Book Novels & Stories

Lucian gestured to her. "What are you reading?" Clarissa manages to ask. "It's a fantasy novel, werewolf bond, I never knew this world had a little knowledge about us, " Lucian said with a frown. "Humans like to romanticize everything," Clarissa said. "I can see that" Lucian pointed to the book in his hand. The two had a little awkward laughter. "I'm sorry about earlier, " she said. Lucian knitted his brow at her, " Earlier?" he asked confused.

And at the moment when Marcus raised his left hand to use his magic and kill him, Lucian raised his sword high, and for the second time he was cutting off the hand that he intended to harm him. For the second time, his cries rang out in loud pain, and he began to call for help from his brother, as he stumbled backwards with faltering steps, until he fell to the ground, drowning in his own blood... Lucien looked at him very calmly, and did not care that he asked his brother, the king, for help. Rather, he approached him and began to stab him in different places all over his body while the other screamed for mercy, before he fell to the ground, breathing with great difficulty...

Why was I so nervous about this? Lucian looked up from his book. “Are you all right?” he asked. “Yeah, I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be?” I smiled and rushed on before he could answer, “What are you reading?” He held up the book so I could see the cover. “A murder mystery,” he explained. “The premise is nonsensical, but it’s entertaining. Did you bring anything to read?” I held up my phone. “E-books,” I explained. “I wanted to pack light.”

, I complained under my breath, stretching my legs to release the tension from them. “So what does it look like then, Lucian?”. My eyes snapped up in surprise, staring at Elias', who folded his arms across his chest, wearing a malicious smile on his face. I opened my mouth to speak, but couldn't find the words to begin with so I clamped them shut, letting my gaze wander to anywhere else aside from him. “Get back to position Lucian”, he ordered, dropping an open book on top of my folded knees.“Read it”. I read through the words, instantly recognising it was a spell. I stared up at his towering figure above me, confusion etched between my eyebrows.

Lisa turned to Santiago and Luciana who at that moment was tasting her glass of wine. —Do you also want to get married here? — Luciana immediately began to cough, the wine had gone the other way when she heard the woman utter words, Santiago had also been surprised, but he did not dislike the idea, especially since he had not planned to remarry. A frightened Irina ran up to her friend and started hitting her back. —Don't worry, honey, nothing's wrong. — Luciana just nodded, to let him know that she was fine. -I said something wrong? —the lady asked, scared.

Lucien asked mockingly as he made his way toward me. I freaked out and I almost peed on myself. “What do you want, Lucien?” I questioned. “I want your life, and that of everyone in your family!” he said menacingly. “Why? It is illegal to kill people!” “Do you still consider yourselves people? I thought that you were already animals!” “You are the one who is an animal who goes around killing people like it is nothing!” I spat at him. Although I was filled with fear and I probably knew that the chances of him letting me go were minimal, I cannot let him step all over me!

I wasn't just fighting Zane anymore—I was fighting an entire system he had built to keep me trapped. Lucian's POV

“Lucien always comes when there’s an opportunity to ruin his brother.” As if summoned by the words, footsteps echoed through the alley. A tall man emerged from the darkness wearing a long black coat. His silver eyes glowed faintly beneath the hood covering his face. Lucien. Unlike Hevian’s regal appearance, Lucien carried himself like a blade hidden beneath silk… quiet, sharp, dangerous. Eshnu grinned. “There he is.” Lucien stopped several feet away. “You said you had information worth my time,” he said flatly.

"Strategic operations. Is that what we’re calling it these days? My daughter used to say the same thing before she realized that Lucian’s only true strategy is his own shadow." The air between the two men became impossibly tense. Ava could feel the muscles in Lucian’s arm tighten beneath her hand. "Julianna’s opinions are her own, Arthur," Lucian said, his voice dangerously calm. "And they are as outdated as your firm’s last quarterly report. If you’ll excuse us, we have guests to greet." As they moved past him, Arthur called out one last time, his voice low enough to be private but loud enough to sting. "Be careful, Miss Reed. Lucian has a habit of picking things up only to see how quickly

I said. Lucian said with tenderness in his voice, "No, Miss Louisa. You're right. Books are written by people and sometimes they can be written by deceptive people who have evil agendas. I guess the only thing you can do is to read as extensively as you can, listen to all voices, and draw your own conclusion. But before that..." He took a pause and laid his sight on Mana and Mata, "I do prefer that we use our discretion when it comes to the things that we aren't very sure about."