Novel & Cerita Lucianne Freesia Paw

On the table were the treasures: A shiny gold tube of lipstick. A small black palette with colors like pink, brown, and glittering silver. A fluffy powder brush. A round container of blush. Lucien opened the palette, his little fingers clumsy but gentle. He picked the shimmery silver shade and dragged it across his eyelids with his fingertip, giggling softly when it left a bright sparkle. Then his eyes fell on the lipstick.

The kind of voice that smiled even when the mouth did not. "I need a favor Serena" I said. "That depends on what kind of favor." I sat on the edge of the bed and kept my voice low. Damien was still asleep but Bryce had ears everywhere. "There is a wolf girl living inside the Lycan King's palace. She was brought in recently. I need to know everything about her situation and I need a contact inside the palace who wants her gone as badly as I do." Silence on the other end. I could practically hear the gears turning in her head.

Allissa Frustrated curses escaped Ivan’s lips as they pushed through the dense maze of bushes. “Fucking bugs.” “They’re beautiful.” I smiled as we navigated through the maze. Ivan growled as we walked through the tall barrier bushes. Brightly colored flowers grew from the colorful leaves that attracted hundreds of butterflies. The vibrant colors of the foliage were dotted with bright flowers, each one a magnet for the fluttering butterflies. Their wings flapped in a dance of shades and patterns.

Lucien… Her heart leaped, her steps slowing only to savor the moment. When she neared, she teased gently, her grin playful though her eyes shimmered with longing. “And what does my Alpha have for me today?” Lucien’s lips curved slightly, his eyes glinting as he slowly revealed what he held behind his back. In his hand was a flower, a single midnight blue iris, its petals rich and velvety, kissed with a faint silver sheen. A rare bloom, resilient even in shadow. He extended it to her with quiet reverence. “A beautiful flower,” he said softly, “for a beautiful woman.”

She immediately let go of her new dancing partner and dashed forward. She wanted to get as far away from Tristan as possible. =========== Lucious simply hated how all the women that he danced with kept drooling over him. They blushed every now and then, throwing sexy looks and biting their lips. Even the slightest touch from them made him feel sick. After what Natasha had done, his dislike for women increased the more. Raphael who was standing a few feet from Lucious chuckled whenever he saw Lucious grimaced. He knew Lucious' dislike for women and seeing him stand so close to them and even dancing with them, Raphael couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Lucian’s much softer but still expected demands now aimed at me, the storm clouds in his eyes once again lulling me into a state of charm that I had to speak. “Those powders are labeled as Convallaria Majalis, i-it’s a type of flower.” I began to explain why those odd substances had caught my attention, where this man seemed to realise I was also very well versed in flowers and which properties they held. “My interests in gardening and what plants I grow and keep on my person should not be questioned!” He shouted as though he truly wanted me to stop talking, his words making my eyes leave Lucian’s and look to this oldish gentleman, the once calm look in his eyes now replaced with anger and a

65 Lucia had woken up with happiness as she remembered that Lucien would be coming home today . She quickly brushed her teeth and took a quick but clean and thorough bath before picking out a singlet and bumshort to put on . She sprayed one of the perfume on Lucien's table and she was impressed by the scent . She then went into the kitchen and started preparing tomato sauce and some sweet potatoes and then she heard the limo pull up in the house. She had been happy and decided to wait for him to get in .

"Lucian, wait! The princess should be dressed in more than just your dress shirt," Azrael grinned slightly and Lucian grabbed the sweatpants from his hand. Lucian's shirt covered me like a thigh-high dress but rode up to allow my cheek to peek out. When he handed the pants to me I grinned.

A girl fit for only a prince. *Winks at the camera* Author: Dead? Lucian: This conversation is over. ****************************** Lucian was over the moon, no word could describe how he was feeling, for the first time his wolf praised him. They had finally found their mate, he has found his crown princess. He couldn't wait to flaunt her in Niveria.

“For you.” Lucian glanced at the roses. His expression didn’t change, but Artemis noticed the subtle flicker of attention in his gaze. “And this,” Artemis added, placing the perfume next to the flowers. “Something I thought might suit you.” Lucian reached for the bottle, fingers brushing the glass like he already knew its worth. “Dignified Privée,” he said, a note of surprise breaking through his calm. “This is…” “Rare,” Artemis supplied. “And perfect for you.”