Novel & Cerita Lucio Arcana

I said, feeling like a total prick for making a grown man cry. "This is Cass’s other father," the man said. "My name is Alejandro—no, wait, I’m Lucia—no, sorry." (The user list says Sarah/Lucia is the mother, but the prompt says everything female to male. So Lucia/Lucio). "This is Lucio. How is he?" "He’s asleep on my couch. Before that, he was totally catatonic. Eyes open, but nobody was home." "Does he look physically harmed? Did that bastard strike him? Does he need a healer?"

Lucian was silent for a long moment before he murmured, “Yes.” Aria didn’t know how long they sat there in the quiet, the ruins around them feeling smaller, like the weight of his story had pressed the world inward. Finally, she spoke. “You said you cursed yourself. But if that power is his… then where is he now?” Lucian’s jaw tensed. “Gone. Or at least… sleeping.” Aria’s stomach twisted. “Sleeping?” Lucian’s silver eyes met hers, sharp and unreadable. “And if I lose control again… I might just wake him up.”

“And that, for now, includes… myself.” “Ambiguous,” Enzo noted. “Do not mistake your charm for safety.” Latina tilted her head. “I do not mistake anything. But I am patient. I am observant. And I am alive.” “You laugh,” Lucia’s son said softly. “And yet your laughter is brittle.” “I laugh because it unsettles,” she replied. “Because it reminds you that control is never absolute.” you will drink of the cup,..the one you poisoned!. Lucia's son said.

This time Laura caught her by her waist, pushing her to the ground as she struggled, relentlessly. "Nicole taper down." She threatened, "Don't make me hit you." Nicole's eyes rolled back as she snarled at Laura. Caleb, who was watching from a distance, snickered. "Get lost." Laura snarled, holding Nicole down. "Nicole," she reprimanded, "Haven't you been listening to the Luna's family's instructions? You need to control your emotions. You're so close to becoming Luna, do you want to ruin it?'

I cannot use any super strength or anything that is extra ordinary because I am just a human. It is like we are two people living in one body and everyone has a mind of her own. If Isabela gets mad at me, there is nothing I can do to force her out because that will be devastating to both of us. I was wondering what Lucien has done to anger his other self when I heard him say in an extremely annoyed voice. “He refuses to help me because I have never let him meet you.” Lucien spoke in an annoyed voice. “What?” I was shocked. Andy refused to help Lucien just because he has never let him meet me? Didn’t he know that if Lucien dies, then he dies too?

Alpha Nico’s POV I sat in my office after the visit with Catalina, to say I’m more than worried about what she said is an understatement, her words repeat in my head, yes, I remember each one but did I really want to know the meaning of them. The voice was eerie enough with her lips not moving and the second I got in my car I wrote it down. I’m not showing this to anyone, no one else needs to worry about such things, but it really makes no sense, “She is bold and beyond compare, she will take what she wants without you being aware, beware of what she seeks, the rejection will not keep, the other will unfold what this world has is unknown.” I placed the paper in my desk and locked the draw

Lucas didn’t turn to look at them, he just kept his eyes fixed on his bottle of wine. But most importantly, from the side of my eyes, I could hear Christopher Lorenzo's heavy, furious breath from the front row, and the snap of media cameras trying to capture my humiliation. My face burned with a terrible, hot shame. I stared at the side of Lucas's face, but his jaw was completely relaxed, his expression totally bored as he swirled the dark liquid inside the bottle. “Errr…” the priest adjusted his tiny glasses once again, “do you care to repeat that Mr Lucas Lorenzo?” He asked solemnly.

But she didn’t recognize me or what I do. Lucian ended the call without replying. He stared at the glass surface of his desk, where her name was written neatly on the corner of the report. Aria Russo. A civilian. Untouched by his world. But connected to it by blood and legacy. He exhaled slowly, turning the photograph face down. Whatever had drawn her into his orbit was no coincidence. Debts always came due, no matter how many years passed. And Lucian Moretti never left a debt unpaid.

Lucia quickly stood up, her heart racing, ready to welcome him. "Mr. Romano," she greeted with a quick bow as she saw Andrea entering the room. Andrea flashed her a smile, and for some inexplicable reason, Lucia felt her heart flutter. Despite being in his fifties, Andrea possessed a charm that could still captivate any woman. From her research, Lucia knew that he had a son, Luca, before entering college. After high school, Andrea's family arranged for him to marry a business colleague's daughter, and fortunately, they fell deeply in love. Luca was born even before they attended college or got married. However, his wife tragically passed away five years into their marriage. Since then, Andre

He was a gamma in the making, with thick muscles and nice physique, his appearance can make any lady wet her pants, just like I was already wetting mine with my juices. “Yes. He is the new Gamma, and I’m sending him there tomorrow, to serve and seduce the Luna of rainbow crest, and in that way, we would uproot her and cast her into darkness without wasting precious time. My face curled into my precious wicked smile. “Indeed, Lucio, you found a very hot Gamma for the job. she would wet her pant once she sees him.” I said, my voice uneasy, and my eyes resting on the handsome man. “Leave.” Lucio ordered the tall man and he obeyed.