Lucian Graymark Novels & Stories

My throat dries. Lucien moves between the desks now, eyes shifting, taking stock. “You’ll notice the powerless often see the clearest. They learn how to read the room. How to survive. Sometimes they bend power without anyone noticing—until it’s too late.” He passes my row. Doesn’t stop. Doesn’t look. Returns to the board. “This,” he continues, tapping the board once, “is a list of lovers.” He writes four names in quick succession: Damon Salvatore. Edward Cullen.

I exhale, ending the call. "Hey, you good?" Lily's voice almost makes me jump. My head turns to glance at her. "Yes, Lily," "Why are you glaring at them?" she jerks her chin towards my mate. "I just found out that Nicholas__ has left his office, let go of the construction company I hired, and picked Baxley Construction without communicating with me," My voice is not hiding my annoyance. Lily's mouth tightens into a thin line, her eyes narrow. Nicholas, the lieutenant, and Morgana are looking down at a large piece of paper across a table. The female is pointing at something, her lashes occasionally batting at my man.

The blade. Lucian jolted awake most nights, drenched in sweat, heart pounding. He hadn’t told anyone. Until today. Amaria stood beneath the branches of a blackfire tree, her cloak brushing the roots. Lucian approached slowly, stopping a few feet away. “You knew.” She didn’t turn. “I’ve known many things. I waited to see which path you’d take.” Lucian’s voice was hoarse. “I see him in my dreams.” “I expected you would.”

Jayden said coming out of the darkness. “Jayden you cannot stop it, I have seen it," Alexandra said. She slowly walked down the stairs and meant Jayden at the bottom. She touched his face and smiled. “Your life will be spared.” “Why are her eyes gray if she isn’t destined to be a vampire like me?” Jayden questioned. “That I haven't seen,” Alexander said. “But you see her die?” Garrett asked. “Yes.” “When?” Jayden asked before Garrett could. “I do not know.” She spoke. “Your mortal is stirring in your room Garrett I'd go to her now.”

“To be honest, I don’t really remember what I screamed. It was a little before… “Of course, a huge beast is rushing after you. I can’t even imagine how it is - a wolf puts a mark on a person, - Marta threw up her hands. - Huge mouth and thin neck! “It was more fun when she marked him,” Ba said. All the women, except those who joined us later, laughed. I was at that wedding ceremony, but I already remember the details very badly. "His mark healed much faster," Lark grumbled, adjusting the collar of his shirt to hide the bite mark. No matter how many years passed, it was still clearly visible. Wangity label, true pair label.

“I think you were worse than me. I’ll speak to you later” “See you.” She laughs and hangs up. I make one last call, “Hi Mark, did the rest of the approvals go through?” I ask. “Yeah Lily, except one, but that should come through tomorrow. We should be able to break ground Monday week.” “That’s fantastic news.” I smile much sooner than I thought. We run through some plans and timelines and then I hang up. Luke is standing in the doorway, smiling at me. “What?” I ask. “Nothing. You’re just adorable when you’re being so bossy.” His smile widens, and he hands me a glass of juice.

To the right, a picture of Harou himself; In the middle, a picture of Blake with darker eyes in a deep green and hazel; and to the right, a picture of Damian, or as Harou likes to call him, Keiran. Blake nods in disbelief. "This, can't be real. This is . . . . What is this?"

“Come in.” We sit in silence for a while. Then I pull out the photo from the box. “Do you know who this is?” Ruth takes one look and sighs. “That’s Lucian Graye.” The name hits like a fist to the gut. “Your real father.” The world tilts. I’d asked once, when I was twelve. Mom told me not to go digging into places with bones in them. But here I am, buried up to my neck. “Lucian was part of something old,” Ruth says. “Something tied to the Maddoxes and their land. He wasn’t good, Avery. He left because he knew what was coming.”

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.

That was until she actually looked at him. Lucian’s eyes widened in shock as his obsidian eyes met dark grey ones with specks of gold. His heart increased its pace as he tucked his now sweaty hands into his pockets. “Well?” He snapped again, “are you going to keep standing there or are you going to tell me why you feel it’s your fundamental right to stroll into my class 30 minutes after the scheduled time?” He directed an arched brow in her direction, tapping his right foot against the floor, impatience clear in his features.