Lucina X Robin Novels & Stories

"Master Lucien is the epitome of sin and seduction. Don't get caught in his trap, or you'll never have a chance to leave this place with your brother." His expression became slightly more serious. "That's a warning." Then he shrugged. "But if you end up loving him..." He smiled. "That's fine too." I didn't pay much attention to what he said. But his words stayed with me. I knew Lucien was dangerous. But there were still so many things I didn't understand. Everything here was hazy. Questionable. And full of secrets. Why me? Why had Lucien—the vampire devil—chosen to keep me here as his blood source? Of all the humans out there... Of all the women... Why me?

One simple, yet stupid, annoying rule: no touching. ​She'd made it abundantly clear from the moment we met that skin-to-skin contact was off-limits. And I, Lucian Hawthorne, went and threw that out of the fucking window the moment she looked at me as if I was worth even a speck of her kindness. I wasn't. ​And to top it all off, I got hard. ​Got fucking hard for a human of all things. Feeling her soft-as-silk skin brush mine, even for that all too short moment, made me harder than ever before.

‎ ‎ ‎flicking saliva on my balls, my dick, the tip, ‎ ‎and then— ‎ ‎SPLASHHHH ‎ ‎hot semen all over her face. ‎ ‎and dripping on her cleavage. ‎ ‎ ‎then she used her index finger to clean the edge on her lips and brought it to her mouth. ‎ ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎My eyes widened. ‎ ‎bursting with thoughts. ‎ ‎and then. ‎ ‎ ‎"Lucas Lorenzo?" Rosette walked in from the dark saying, ‎ ‎her face plastered with shock, resentment and fury as her eyes darted between me and —well, her woman crush Victoria. ‎

I didn’t want to admit that she was right, that Lucian had warned me, once, never to step foot in this room for no reason. But that was before last night. Before everything changed. “I’m sure now he won’t mind because…” I trailed off, realizing how absurd it would sound to say that things between Lucian and me were suddenly… fine. That one night of steamy passion erased years of distance, of fear, of hate. I cleared my throat, straightened, and forced confidence into my voice. “Sabrina, I’m his Luna. I don’t think such restrictions apply to me. Unless, of course, there’s a severe reason for it, which I should know about. Is there?”

But Lucien spoke first, his voice liks knives piercing my skin. “You are wondering why I am here again Little Luna, after you got me thrown out ,” he said. He smiled his fake smile. “Do not worry. I was invited. One of the lycan guests invited me to discuss a business deal. A very important deal. So you see, I have every right to be here.” His eyes looked me up and down. They felt dirty on my skin. I remembered his hands on me in my past life. I remembered the knife.

I was basically talking trash about her other half. I would’ve gotten pissed off too if someone was indirectly mocking my soulmate. Damn, I really fucked up today. “Of course not.” Lucian’s sharp words pierced through my ridiculous line of thinking. I stood up from the couch and walked over to his desk. “You’re kidding, right? How can Blondie not be your mate? She was all, ‘my Lulu this, my Lulu that’. Are you sure she’s not your mate?” “She’s not,” Lucian responded, deadpan.

And he never failed to make me smile. Even on the days the voices would get so bad, I would try and cry them out. "Lucian" I half moaned as I pulled away, his lips trailed my neck, kissing, sucking and biting the skin. No doubt leaving marks. "Lucian" I tried again, a bit firmer His hand had just slipped under my tank top His thumbs rubbing the naked skin of my waist back and forth. "Yeah" He asked, snapping out of his daze for a moment "I uh... I-I..." I stuttered over my words

Instantly,her hands flew to Lucian's face but before her palm could make an impact to his face, it was caught mid air. A low growl erupted round the room. "What do you think you're doing?" Lucian asked, his brows furrowed together as he pressed himself above her. "Don't you dare.... Think of... Touching m... Me" she said, a moan eluding her lips afterwards. Although she said this, her body completely said the opposite. Lucian knew she was fighting the drugs but how for how long? "Such a fighter aren't you?" He said leaving her and going to the bathroom to Draw a bath for her in hopes of calming her nerves but when he returned, she stood almost naked before him.

However he did not forget to remind her to take it easy because a bottle of Scotch was enough to knock a man out, talk less of a woman. Marina was halfway through her drink when Lucas approached her. " What are you doing here?" She asked, her tone cold. He was the last creature she wanted to see. " Coming to take my wife home." Lucas replied as a matter of fact. " Wife?" Marina scoffed. " Have you ever treated me as a wife? Get lost and leave me alone." Marina replied, her eyes glaring daggers at him. " I will treat you as my wife tonight. Let's consummate our marriage." Lucas declared and without giving her a chance to reply, he slammed his lips to hers.

I remembered everything - who I was, what had happened that fateful night, and the faces that had remained blurred in my mind yet still haunted me for so long. I was Kiara Anderson, the Luna of the Crimson Pack. That night, I had been on my way to meet Asher, my mate, to discuss our Mating anniversary plans. But Jonas had intercepted me, his voice urgent, informing me that my parents were under attack by rogues and I needed to accompany him immediately.