Lucien Grey Novels & Stories

They hadn't been with her. Instead, they were where they'd been for days now. Wickery Bridge. The feeling of the cold water and her fragile body in his arms. Lucien stood, putting on his shirt and jacket without making a sound. He didn’t bother waking the woman. She wouldn’t care. Neither of them expected anything from each other. He left before the sun fully set. By evening, he was walking through the city, blending in. He fed well every time to avoid looking paler than he already was as a vampire.

This is how it ends. Suddenly, a voice shouted. “Elena!” Before I could turn, a shadow hit the first man, and knocked him to the ground. I blinked and I saw Lucien standing there, drenched, and his eyes burned with anger. “You shouldn’t have touched her,” he growled. He moved fast, too fast, and in seconds the three men were on the ground. Lucien’s hands were like iron and he did not even breathe heavily. He just looked at me, his eyes were sharp, and they cut through my chest

I still had my clothes on, and the mark had to disappear. “ Mileena you are a bless Lycan. You are destin for greatness,” Elder Vernon says.

That growl—was familiar. Lucian. The growl came again—closer this time. Louder. Hungrier. And then— Crash! The door exploded off its hinges, flying across the room like a missile. Lucian stepped through the smoke, tall and deadly, eyes glowing a merciless crimson. Blood coated his hands, staining the front of his shirt, dripping from the tips of his claws. "Lucian?" Ethan muttered under his breath. The blood stains made his head reel. Was that people’s blood?

My hands shook as I continued reading, feeling a mix of fear and pity for Atlas. In the journal, Atlas wrote about how he changed into a vampiric lycan during the full moon, becoming stronger than werewolves and vampires combined. He only sought blood and destruction, and he couldn't control it. He wrote about how he had killed his former Luna, Aurora's mother, during one of these episodes. The guilt of his actions had weighed heavily on his conscience ever since.

"I'm so sorry. I thought leaving you was the only way to keep you alive. I didn't know what he'd do to make you stay erased." "You didn't know," I say, though I have not forgiven her. Lucien hasn't moved from his chair since this whole emotional dump. I look at him through blurry eyes, and he's still looking at the photograph, and something in his expression shows grief. "I used to dream about a garden," he says finally, quiet and not really directed to any of us, but Katherine looks at him. He looks at the photograph and doesn't say anything else.

"Go give Mr. Thompson the grandchildren he’s been begging for instead." "Dickhead" Lucian muttered with a chuckle, waving them off before disappearing upstairs. As Eric and Troy stepped out of the house, Troy smiled warmly. "I really admire the bond you have with your brother." "Yeah, Lucian’s a cool guy. Honestly, I never expected him to be this playful with anyone else. He was so cold when I was in high school... even to me," Eric admitted as they strolled hand in hand through the quiet night. ****** Aiden woke up, blinking as the sunlight streamed through the curtains. He instinctively reached out beside him, but his hand met nothing but an empty bed. His heart skipped a beat.

I said He started walking towards me. In the light of the moon, he was visible. I remembered the dream that I had the day of interview. Was it him on my dreams that day? But this time I knew Ruhi was not there to intrupt. He slowly made his way towards me. I had all fireflies in my tummy. Someone said we get butterflies in our tummy but I was getting fireflies. I don't know why but looking into his intense grey eyes can make me fall for him so easily. He leaned down to match his height with mine and he is kissing me for real. This time I couldn't see any secret that he was hiding behind his grey eyes. All I could see was the love that he had for me beyond his grey eyes.