Lucio Arcana Novels & Stories

Lucia stood in the snow, watching the sunrise. Amaro joined her. “You did it.” She smiled. “We did.” Bianca approached. “You’re free now. What will you do?” Lucia looked at Amaro. “Live. Love. And never look back.” — But far away, in a quiet monastery in Montenegro, a man read the headlines. He closed the newspaper, stood, and walked to a hidden chamber. Inside, a wall of photos. Amaro. Lucia. Bianca. He smiled. “Let the next game begin.”

A sharp, searing bolt of agony shot down her leg, from the base of her skull to the bones in her ankle, and her breath was snatched from her lungs as her knee buckled beneath her. A stumble. About to collapse. Icarus turned his head toward her almost immediately, his eyes narrowed, sharp with curiosity. But Luciano— Luciano didn’t even blink. His hand shot out like a whip, catching her arm before she could humiliate herself completely. His grip was firm, merciless. And his eyes… dark. Dark enough to make her want to crawl out of her own skin. There was no concern in that look, only contempt. His gaze said it clearly without words:

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.

This was the first time to see Arcela acting this way. " You know Bark and Amed? They are my bodyguards. They work for him. They were polite at first but as time passed by, they treated me like crap!" She added. I feel sorry for Arcela. I wish I was there at that time of her sufferings. Maybe, he should be punished. ----- Lucian doesn't realize that Arcela was lying. She wanted to be made them fight and kill each other so that she can be the first human Luna of their respective packs. With her wealth and power, she can manipulate their every beta and Zeta.

Lucian's eyes turned black again. THE BRIDGE IS OPEN. A massive wave of energy exploded through the chamber. Everyone was thrown backward. Aria hit the floor. Lorenzo landed beside her. "Aria!" "I'm okay." She looked toward Lucian. The glass chamber was cracking. Seraphina was lying unconscious. Gabriel struggled to stand. Then the glass shattered. Lucian stepped out. But something was different. His eyes were black. His veins glowed faintly beneath his skin. He looked at Aria.