Lucinda And Nathaniel Novel Novels & Stories

"The sixth point. Someone has been preparing for the moment the Bonds came back." That was when Lyra opened her eyes. She hummed her one note, the sound she makes when the world is about to bend around her, and every candle in the nursery guttered out at once. And from somewhere beyond the palace walls … far beyond it, past the border, past anything that should have been able to hear a newborn hum in the dark … another voice hummed the same note back. I went completely still. Lucien's hand tightened on mine. "That isn't one of ours."

Something like faith. Later that night, as the others slept, I sat alone by the window, unable to calm my rushing thoughts. The city lights blinked in the distance, mocking me. I could almost hear Charles’s voice smooth, confident, spiteful. “You disappoint me, Ava. I gave you everything.” I closed my eyes, saying to myself, “You gave me a prison.” Footsteps approached quietly. Nathaniel. He sat beside me without a word. After a moment, he said softly, “You’re shaking.”

I was truly, utterly sleepy. "Hey, you know," Lucinda started, and I let out a sigh as she continued, "Your strategy of playing hard to get was effective. Ivan seemed to fall for it." I opened my eyes, the drowsiness fading away with Lucinda's words. A mischievous grin adorned her face. "What playing hard to get?" I shot her a glare, but she brushed it off. "You deserve to be courted and pursued," she declared, firmly shutting her eyes. She's truly out of her mind! Probably influenced by the romance novels she's been immersed in. She believed life was akin to a novel with a guaranteed happy ending, but reality is far from that.

"Ah, so Arini is a stranger? From what I know, once married, a husband and wife become family" THUD!!! Monica jumped in surprise when Nathan slammed the desk, staring at her angrily. "Be quiet, or..." "Fine, fine". Monica chose to be silent. She then wandered around, reading the files arranged on the shelves in Nathan’s office; the contents were boring, strictly about the company. She hadn't gone to school, but she was capable of reading. She accidentally saw the company history, noting that the main founder was Alexander, but it had been taken over by Nathan instead of William, who was the firstborn.

Jerry froze instantly at the sound of my words. Then, he stared at Lucinda in bewilderment as she cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. Jerry shot me a sidelong glance and immediately questioned, "Nicholas, you evil bastard! How could my daughter possibly seduce you?" Seeing Jerry's disbelief, I had no choice but to grab Lucinda and ask, "Spill it. You were the one who seduced me." As a young woman, Lucinda had never been caught in a storm like this. She was so frightened that even her teeth were chattering, making it impossible for her to find her voice.

If seeing from the eyes of sanity and reason, Nathaniel had reasons to kill Judas while the Russians could cherish him. What would he say to Delilah now? . . . The hour hand of the clock hit two at night and Nathaniel was still wide awake. His fingers never ceased pressing the delicate buttons of the keyboard while his eyes keenly stayed upon the screen which shone against them, burning them. He didn't care about it. It was normal. Clicking 'Enter', he leaned back and closed his eyes for a small moment. He brought his fingers crossed to his lips, realizing there was no cigarette between them.

He added and Zebulun relaxed a bit then he picked his inked brush and book he normally carried with him and wrote, “And where is my father?” Sir Morris collected the paper and read it out. He let out a sigh and took Zebulun by his hand and placed the book there. “It seems he is too busy to introduce me to you.” He said and Zebulun nodded his head, waiting for the man to talk. Sir Morris moved towards the stairs which Zebulun followed and they both descended to reach the royal training ground. “So we will start from the basics.” Sir Morris as he poured himself a glass of citrus wine. Zebulun began to shake his head negatively as he sat down on one of the chairs then he picked his brush and bo

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His children were powerful too—gifted with sharp senses and dominant auras. Lucinda was the odd one out. She was born a Beta with ordinary senses and no natural authority. She grew up knowing she wasn’t enough, no matter how important her last name was. And when she met Romanov Windsor for the first time, that insecurity latched onto him like a lifeline. Rome was powerful and destined to rule. In Lucinda’s mind, Rome was the perfect man for her. She fell in love at first sight and hadn’t turned back since. Rome never saw her that way. In fact, he hated how obsessive she was and how hard she tried to get his attention.

Lucinda turned to face him, her eyes conveying a clear message of dismissal. "I just want to go inside and rest. I'm exhausted," she replied, trying to distance herself from the conversation. Nathan, unwilling to let go, grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to his chest. Lucinda looked at him, her hand on his chest, their eyes locking momentarily. "Will you be free tomorrow?" Nathan asked, his tone gentle and hopeful. "I won't be. Don't bother coming tomorrow," Lucinda replied, removing his hand from her waist and resolutely walking away. Nathan stood there, a mix of disappointment and anticipation on his face.