Lucious Lyon From Empire Novels & Stories

"Are you sure you want us to stress her? Lucious asked, wanting to call it a quit. Without the evidence, there was no way he would even give her what she is demanding, let alone when they have evidence. Now that the message have come, he knows that the message would be everywhere, so he turned on the TV to listen to what the world has got to say about the newest up date. "He claims she came in to him, yet there was no camera or footage backing that. Lucious have always been a ladies man. She may have tried to woe her and she says no, and he decided that assaulting her for refusing him was the best. If justice doesn't prevail, the likes of Lucious will roam the street of New York doing girls

“Yeah, for a moment, I thought I was seeing things, but it was true.” “So the rumors were all true? Luciano, you asshole!” Damon cursed, clenching his jaw, as anger washed over him. All these while, he had thought that Luciano was going to get over being a loyal follower to the late Emperor, but his thoughts seemed to be his own illusion. Not only was he very much a follower, he was also bent on going against anyone who isn't an ally to the late Emperor, even to the extent of getting the Emperors’ look alike.

"Many intend to join you, William. Empusa will be here in a day. We need to begin rallying forces and establishing allies. I know you don't want to be involved in this, but you already are. Lycaon's after you and Emily. He's bringing this war right to you." Emily watched William tense. His jaw clenched and his eyes darkened to amber. She could actually feel the wolf inside him, which made her own wolf stir inside her in response. "Empusa's not going to make it in time, though," Sekhmet said reluctantly. "Lycaon has forces headed here as we speak. Amber is leading them."

Marie said, holding her hands and standing right in front of her. "I don't need a reminder on that and you don't make decisions for me," Lucy hurled back at her with a sharp voice. Marie replied with a grunt, nodding her head and in no time released her hold on her hands. She took a few steps backwards with her hands in the air. Lucy turned and walked away hurriedly, her hair tilting sideways. She trod through the narrow path of the Royal residence. She discontinued when she noticed Leo amongst his guards as they all trained together. It was like him alone against ten of his guards. The surprising thing is that he was able to bring them all down without taking a beating as Lucy witnessed the

Calming his anxiety over what was to come. Phelan guided Wren through the door and off the private jet. They were greeted by his Beta and several fresh warriors. Phelan paused to introduce his second in command at the bottom of the stairs. "Wren this is my Beta and best friend since childhood, Matthew Lawson. Matthew this is my mate and your future Luna, Wren Mixon."

Noah couldn't hold his chuckle anymore as he said, "Because first, I am a Royal of Anchancia, sire Selves' son. I am Noah Hilda Selves Xinlin." Lucious's eyes went wide but he covered it very well, not from Noah though, and he added again, "Second, because you can't kill me. I am a sky type and that too I am personally trained by King Julio." Lucious this time didn't say anything but attacked him. As his sword swing making Noah jump back to dodge, he looked at him with distaste. Noah said, "Ooo, a very good dodge."

“We still do not have evidence!” “The soldiers have seen him and his mate,” another man speaks up. His name is Theodorus Anderson, the Emperor of Soloma and one of the strongest Lycans in the world. It is prophesied that no pure creature can kill him because he had been given a boon by the gods themselves. As a result, Theo had murdered countless hybrids and slaughtered villages in order to find them. With striking red eyes and a heavy build, he is the most experienced warrior and even at the age of sixty, he is easily the strongest one of the lot.

My lip curled in disguest as I remembered the day clearly. The Great Goddess. The ancient protector of the mortal world. And she had seen Lucian for what he was becoming. A threat. A catastrophe. An extinction event waiting to happen. The battle that followed had changed history. Mountains shattered. Oceans boiled. Entire civilizations vanished. In the end, the Goddess won. Lucian was imprisoned. Buried beyond reality itself. Locked away where he could never threaten the world again. His voice rang out in my mind as I remembered my screaming. I remembered reaching for him. Remembered his final words before the prison closed. “Find me. My love, find me, free me”

“They’re turning on each other.” She nodded slowly. “Empires don’t fall from attack. They fall from erosion.” Lucien, meanwhile, faced his own reckoning. A call came in from a government liaison—neutral tone, sharp subtext. “You’re aligning yourself very clearly,” the voice said. Lucien replied evenly. “I align with integrity.” “That can be expensive.” “So is silence,” he said. When the call ended, Lucien stared out at the city lights. He knew the cost. And he was willing to pay it.