Lucien Lachance Novels & Stories

—Yes, wonderfully, Santiago is a great man. -Santiago? - Luciana asked in a whisper, when Irina was going to answer the two men arrived. —I think we can go now, Santi has arrived. — Said Saúl who at that moment looked from him to Luciana — Lu, meet my best friend Santiago O'Brien. — And then he turned to his friend — and I present to you Luciana Brown, Irina's best friend. — They both looked at each other surprised, Santiago couldn't help but look at her from top to bottom with her gaze.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for accepting my call and coming to make this day a success. My name is Lucien Hart and I am from the Hart family. I will be contesting for mayor and I ask for your support. I know that you have a lot of questions, and I will be answering all your questions today, so use this opportunity wisely because it might not come easy again! The reason I want to become mayor is simple. Someone once had a big dream for this city. A dream that was never fulfilled. He bestowed me the honor of fulfilling his dream and serving the people of city N and that is what I am about to do.

“By the way, here’s my business card.” He added. “Lee Tung.”Audrey took his card. “You are a Michelin-rated chef?! I can’t afford it.”She was surprised. “And I am not Mrs Reynolds.” Audrey added. “No worries, you don’t need to pay me. Lucien called me to prepare dinner for his wife.” The door suddenly opened, Lucien was coming back from the grocery store, with two bags on his hands. “Oh, you’re awake.How’re you feeling?” He looked at Audrey.

“But Clara—you don’t get to die for twelve people if I can help it. That’s not how math works in my religion.” “Math is very flexible,” I said. “Not on my watch,” she replied. Lucien studied the circle we’d made. “I must admit,” he said, “this is not the alliance I expected when I wrote my first check to Kane’s lab.” “Buyer’s remorse?” I asked. “Buyers rarely get this kind of entertainment,” he said. “Remorse is a strong word.” Niko snorted. “You like this too much,” he said. “I like being proximate to history,” Lucien replied. “Especially when it’s the kind that will keep regulators too busy to notice some of my other hobbies.”

"Lucien, explain how Mike was chosen as a foreign affairs officer. Speak clearly in front of Queen Jane!" Lucien, with his head hanging low, confessed in a trembling voice. "Your Majesty, I have sinned! The Foster family's second son repeatedly invited me to drink and visit brothels. I didn't want to go, but considering his relationship with Queen Jane, I dared not offend him and reluctantly went along. "He also offered me money, requesting a government position. "Your Majesty, I was terrified! I haven't touched any of the wealth he gave me. I have always been upright in my duties, but because of his connection to Queen Jane, I—"

~ Duncan POV Lucien Moreau smiled too much. That was the first thing I noticed about him when we began speaking in the council chamber earlier that evening. Not the kind of smile a man gave when he was amused. The kind he gave when he believed he already knew the outcome of a game. He stood near the tall window overlooking the courtyard, one hand resting casually behind his back while the other held a glass of dark wine. “I must say,” Lucien said smoothly, “your estate is impressive.”

“I’m not” “Forgive me,” he corrected, lips curving. “Miss Laurent.” Her pulse raced. “Who are you?” she demanded. He smiled, polite and dangerous. “Lucien Moreau.” The name sent a chill down her spine. Ethan’s rival. “I believe,” Lucien continued, his gaze flicking briefly to her abdomen before returning to her face, “that we can be very useful to one another.” “I’m not interested,” Ava said, trying to close the door.

she asked looking at Lucien again . " Yes too bad you can't remember me , Lucia I am your best friend "Lucien said faking some sobs . " Where is my family" Lucia asked . " Your family are far away in Massachusetts ,U.S.A " Lucien said hoping she believes this fountain of lies gushing out from his mouth . " Oh thank you so much Lucien for being here for me ,I am grateful " she said and tried to sit upright . Lucien helped her up and aided her back with the pillow on the bed.

“This is delicious.” Lance leaned forward and poured more champagne into my glass, and this time I didn’t stop him. The bottle said Dom Perignon. It must be his personal favorite. He held up the empty bottle and the lovely vampire disappeared. “I’m pleased that you like it. It’s one of my favorites.” “You’re changing the subject.” I took a bite of the pasta and it was just as divine as the lobster, with spinach and Hollandaise sauce. It was the best Lobster Florentine that I had ever tasted. “You told me that you lived about a hundred years after King Arthur?”

Talking with Clavier, who had walked all kinds of life in his long age, was almost felt like Brandon in a history class, listening to his teacher. Brandon read the files silently and noticed no new update on them. Everything on the files was everything he knew from Mira. Lucien de Vincenzo was a master strategist and craftsman. He never lacked innovations and visions, even in the most harrowing situation. Lucien always had something up in his sleeves, and his success was guaranteed with every trick he pulled. His relationship with Stefano deteriorated when Stefano refused to marry Lucien's sister, Helena. Lucien started to aim for the High Lord seat in the Daemons Council, further worsening