Lucien Grey Novels & Stories

Lucr hungrily devoured her food which was like a mountain and even dished more. "WOW she eats like two grown wolves.'Rex said making me laugh as Everyone turned to look in my direction."What's so funny Cas?dad asked releasing his aura making me bare my neck in submission. "stopp_d_a_d."I manage to mind link him but it seems Alec was angry at me for God knows what."what's wrong mom? you seem pressured."our heads snap towards Luci who was shoving crayfish into her mouth. Dad reliazed that his aura was affecting Jane in the process of making me submit but it was not affecting Lucy which kept us wondering why?

Far more than I’d expected. Lucien Greythorne. The future Alpha of Emerald Forest Pack. A man with a polished name, a privileged title, and an ego that towered over all else. I had known he was reckless and arrogant. But this? This was something else entirely. I could ruin Lucien with this alone, completely destroy him. But I had no interest in doing so, at least not yet. No, this wasn’t about politics. It wasn’t about leverage. This was about entertainment, about testing lengths, watching them squirm. Seeing how far a man would go when he had something to lose.

He gestured with his hand that he had to leave, his eyes still clouded with disbelief. Zayn only looked at him quietly, his face unreadable. But as Roman turned to the door, Zayn’s lips moved, his words quiet, almost a whisper, but heavy enough to slice through the air. “I also know you love Lucien,” Zayn murmured, pressing the pen in his hand down tightly, his knuckles whitening. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lucien finally opened his eyes. His body felt heavy, drained of every drop of strength. A weak sigh slipped from his lips as he tried to shift, but the moment he moved, a sharp, tearing pain shot through his lower body.

The dim light of the cave flickered as the fire crackled, casting long shadows across the walls. Lia sat cross-legged on the ground, her fingers still trembling from the strange connection she felt with the wounded noble wolf. Cassian—she had learned his name as he rested—lay against the rock, his breathing shallow but steady. The moment of vulnerability had passed, but the tension between them was far from gone. She studied him from a distance, her golden eyes narrowing as she recalled the strange words he’d spoken earlier. The Heart of the Greykin. The key. What did he mean by that? Her mind raced with possibilities, none of them comforting.

The first time I searched online for L. E Grayson. One thing about Lucien Grayson: whoever took care of erasing his digital footprint was nearly as good as I am. And I’m pretty fucking good. Once I found out from Father that Lucien was a Were, the secrecy finally made sense. Their firewalls have always been exceptional, their networks hack-proof. I’d love to meet the person who keeps it up so I can either fangirl or deck them. But wandering around Lucien's beautiful home, which is even larger than I thought, I know that it’s not going to be a problem anymore.

**** WREN After the meeting, we went home. The next morning, Lucius was still on edge because of Grey. He’s convinced Grey is bad and is planning something. I’m trying to convince him that Grey is an Alliance Alpha and not an enemy. He’s just… a dick, for lack of a better word. Lucius still has his back up. So, I take him somewhere to relax.

A gruff and well-educated voice called out to Lucian. Lucian looked around, then looked at the gentleman. Looking closer he realized that he was an older version of the man he saw in the microflach. This must be the Fire Marshall that adopted Arabella. Lucian wiped his suddenly sweaty hands on his new blue jeans and stepped forward. “No Sir, I don’t believe I’m lost. At least I hope not after a ride like that.” Lucian gave a half laugh. The man did not smile. “My name is Lucian Alexander.” No recognition lit the old man’s face. “I’m here to see Arabella. We have unfinished business.” Jack gave Lucian a sour look. He did not like the looks of this guy.

The crying continued, soft but painful. Lucien frowned slightly. Young Master? What kind of situation is this? For a moment, he thought he was dead and this was the afterlife, because he clearly remembered how he died. He was not any “young master.” No one had ever cried for him like this. He was Lucien Morningstar, the son of a military doctor, Morningstar Zeus. His entire family had given their lives to the country, yet in the end, all they received was humiliation, betrayal, and a painful death.

He clenched the paper in his fist before throwing it on the ground in my direction. I started debating in my head, and just when I was about to pick it up, the woman....Seraphine picked it and shook her head. They started arguing, I was not able to hear all the words clearly. "No," Lucien said to her. He was angry. His eyes had changed color as well, they were no longer black, they were back to his other silver blue eyes. What was in that paper? Seraphine pointed in my direction and said something, but her words were almost impossible to hear.

“Ah! You're right! He turned into a wolf.” Lyall closed his eyes, sighed, and continued walking. “Is it because of that girl?” Cedric's words successfully made Lyall stop in his tracks and turn around. Cedric laughed. “Wow, Lyall's starting to get interested in the opposite sex. I'm sure if Lycaon found out, he'd be proud of you.” He covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to be shocked. “Ah... I forgot. Lycaon is dead.” He looked up at the sky. “Sorry, Lycaon. You can’t see it. You’re dead.”