Lucien Lachance

Evelyn Ward never imagined that a routine walk home could shatter her life. Taken from her small Oregon town, she’s thrown into a velvet prison known as The Bidding Room, an elite underground auction where innocence is rare, and the most powerful men in the world come to buy it. Dressed like a doll, paraded as prey, Evelyn is thrust into a world of wealth, cruelty, and obsession. What should have ended in despair becomes the start of something more twisted - because the man who buys her isn’t a collector or a sadist. He’s something far worse. Lucien Moretti - The Devil of Verona - rules a vast criminal empire, built on fear and blood. He doesn’t pay for what he wants. He takes it. Yet something about Evelyn stops him. A silent challenge in her eyes, a trembling defiance that speaks louder than screams. He buys her not for pleasure - but to destroy what is pure. Except she doesn’t break. And that enrages him more than he expected. Their lives spiral in a dangerous dance of power and obsession. Lucien's enemies circle like vultures, and his own people begin to question his judgment. Evelyn isn’t just a girl anymore - she’s a symbol of his weakness, and they want to exploit that. As Evelyn is drawn deeper into the mafia world, her morality blurs. Can she resist becoming like them? Or is the darkness already inside her? In a story of violence, betrayal, and unnatural love, Evelyn and Lucien are caught in a storm they may not survive. And even if they do - what will be left of them?

Emily Whitaker finds herself in a tough situation. She was betrothed to her childhood crush, Ethan, to save her pack from debts and form alliances with Ethan's pack. The wedding was to be when she was celebrating her 18th birthday, but everything fell apart when Ethan betrayed her. Angry and hurt, Emily vows to get back at him. Then she meets Lucien, a strong and confident Alpha. What started as a plan to get back at Ethan turns into something unexpected—a passionate connection. But Emily runs away, leaving behind a night she wishes she could forget. Fast forward eight years, Emily is now a single mom to twins, keeping a big secret about their identities. When danger threatens her kids, she seeks help. Will Lucien protect her and her children, or will he turn his back on them? As secrets come out and loyalties shift, find out who has the power in the end in this enthralling tale of love and survival.

After five years of fruitless and loveless marriage to Lucien Albrecht, a business tycoon in Seattle, Ariadne was finally at her wits end. Her husband proposed a divorce on the night of their fifth anniversary, never knowing how much she had forsaken for his love. With a broken heart, Ariadne severed all ties with him for good, going back to her previous identity…. the Heiress of Grey Enterprise. However, never in a thousand years had she thought, when she decided back to be Alexandra Grey, Lucien turned to be the one who wanted Ariadne Albrecht back. Torn between the constant power struggle at the company and her ex husband’s watchful gaze, could the young CEO finally gain her set goal? *** “Vying for the position of Mrs. Albrecht?" Alexandra couldn’t suppress the chuckle that escaped her lips. "I’d much rather build my own empire than be some man’s trophy wife.”

She was sent to kill him. She didn’t know she was the reason he couldn’t die. Seraphine Vale is a weapon forged by a secret human order sworn to eradicate immortal beings. Cold, controlled, and deadly, she has never failed a mission. Until him. Lucien Blackthorn is the most feared Alpha alive—an immortal wolf who has ruled for centuries without mercy… or hope. When Seraphine infiltrates his pack to assassinate him, she expects a monster. Instead, she finds a man tired of eternity. What neither of them knows is that Seraphine’s blood is the source of Lucien’s immortality. If she leaves, he will age and die. If she stays, she will slowly lose her humanity. As desire turns into obsession and enemies close in, Seraphine must make an impossible choice: Kill the man she loves… or bind herself to him forever. Because this time, love isn’t just dangerous— it’s fatal.

BLURB: Elara Vale was stolen from her family as a child and returned years later to a home that no longer wanted her. Forced into a marriage with Lucien Ashford, the ruthless billionaire heir with a dangerous secret, she spent three years bleeding for a man who despised her. He loved her sister. He betrayed her bed. He planned her ruin. Pregnant and broken, Elara vanished without a word. Five years later, she returns as a powerful biotech founder with two children and a man who loves her fiercely. But Lucien discovers too late that Elara was never just his wife—she was his true mate and the only one who could calm the beast inside him. Now fate drags them together again. He wants forgiveness. She wants freedom. And another man already holds her heart. Will Elara choose the mate who destroyed her… or the man who stood by her?

Just one week before my marking ceremony with Lucien, I discovered his heart already belonged to someone else. His secretary, Anika, walked out of his office with a smirk that was a little too knowing. Her blouse was askew, her usually neat hair a tangled mess, and only the faintest trace of her crimson lipstick remained. My heart seized in my chest, and my fingers went cold on the doorknob. Two years ago, she had been a timid girl fresh from the countryside. All that pretense of innocence had vanished, replaced by a brazen ambition written across her face. Her relentless eagerness around Lucien had always grated on my nerves, and I had asked him more than once. "Lucien, can't you replace her?" His smile would always fade. "Anika saved my life," he'd say. "I can't be so heartless." Now, that single triumphant smirk was all it took for me to understand. What others once envied in me had already been trampled beneath her heels. My phone vibrated. It was a new proposal from the event planner. [The marking ceremony plan is nearly perfect. Can we finalize it?] I refused to be consumed by sorrow. I wiped a tear from my cheek and made one last adjustment to the document.——Replaced the bride's name withAnika I didn't want a false love, or a fake Alpha Lucien. Let them have the marking ceremony. Let Anika stand at his side as his Luna, his chosen mate. In seven days, I would be gone with my pup.

Elara Stormheart only wanted her freedom. She never wanted a mate, especially not one like Lucien Reed. He was cold, ruthless, and impossible to break. But when fate binds them together and Elara becomes his Luna, everything changes. She quickly becomes the one thing he would burn the world down to protect.

Je n'avais pas vu mon mari mafieux, Lucien Moreau, ni notre fille Théa depuis trois longs mois. Pourquoi ? Parce que sa mère, Fiona, avait décrété que Théa devait rester « un petit moment » chez elle. Et Lucien ? Comme toujours, il est « trop occupé par les affaires ». Alors quand Lucien a enfin appelé pour me dire qu'il venait me chercher pour une réunion de famille à la villa, j'étais folle de joie. J'ai cru que, peut-être, juste peut-être, j'allais enfin pouvoir serrer ma petite fille dans mes bras. J'ai passé la foutue journée à courir dans la ville, achetant ses poupées préférées, des friandises, une nouvelle robe rose, tout ce qui, selon moi, pourrait lui redonner le sourire quand elle me verrait. Mais quand la voiture est arrivée, rien ne s'est passé comme je l'avais imaginé. Avant même que je puisse dire bonjour, Théa a détourné la tête, m'a jeté un simple regard… et a resserré encore plus fort ses bras autour de Maria, la domestique. Elle a enfoui son visage dans son cou comme si je n'existais pas là. Comme si Maria était sa mère. J'ai essayé de m'approcher d'elle, mais Théa m'a carrément dit qu'elle ne voulait pas monter dans la même voiture que moi. Et Maria, avec son sourire poli mais faux, n'arrêtait pas de me répéter doucement qu'il fallait laisser un peu plus de temps à Théa. J'ai levé les yeux vers Lucien, espérant qu'il dise quelque chose. Au lieu de ça, il avait l'air agacé, comme si tout ça l'ennuyait trop pour lever le petit doigt et arranger les choses entre sa fille et moi. Clairement, ils ne voulaient pas de moi. Alors, à quoi bon insister pour monter ? Je me suis reculée de la voiture. Et Lucien s'est contenté de se tourner vers moi pour dire : « Attends ici. J'en ai pas pour longtemps. » Ce qu'il ne comprendra jamais, c'est que… moi, j'en ai fini d'attendre après lui.

Davina Robinson waited eighteen years for her wolf. Under the full moon, while the Red Moon Pack gathered to witness her transformation, nothing happened. No wolf. No bond. No power. Labeled wolfless and useless, Davina became the pack’s shame and the perfect target for insult. When her fated mate, Raymond Wood, future Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, publicly rejected her, she thought everything was over. But fate was not finished with her. Because Davina was never meant for a mere future Alpha. She belongs to the King. Alpha King Lucien , ruthless, merciless, the strongest Alpha to ever rule. A man feared by every pack. A ruler who bows to no one. When Lucien meets Davina, his wolf does not hesitate. Mate mate mate. But can the King of all werewolves accept a wolfless girl as his Luna? Is Davina truly weak… Or is there something ancient, dangerous, and powerful hidden inside her? And when the truth is revealed, who will kneel first? The rejected girl… Or the cruel Alpha King?

I arranged a lavish dinner cruise in Alpha Lucien Grimfang's honor. However, I mistakenly wore the ceremonial gown that had once belonged to his late Luna, Sylvia Wilder. In front of all the guests, his ten-year-old son, Rhett Grimfang, suddenly rammed me into the champagne tower. The shattered crystal glasses left deep cuts across my skin. "Don't think that you can replace my mother just because you're wearing her sacred gown! You're nothing but a dog—obedient and always at my father's beck and call! Don't you dare dream of claiming a Luna's honor!" His cold, scornful expression mirrored Lucien's perfectly. "I can make you leave anytime I want!" I forced myself to look up at the pup I had raised. "Don't trouble yourself. Tomorrow, I'll submit my resignation to the Elder Council and leave for good."