Lucius And Snape Novels & Stories

Raphael nodded immediately as he excused himself to go carry out the Alpha's orders. Lucious was left alone in his office once more as he tried to quickly finish his work. He hadn't seen his rogue girl since morning. 'His rogue girl?!' Since when did he start calling the rogue girl his? Lucious still couldn't figure out why he's so attached to that rogue. Even now as he walked to her room, he could feel the strange feeling he always got when he was around her. Lucious' hand landed on the door knob turning it open as he stepped into the room.

—boomed through the cathedral's loudspeakers, echoing in the ears of every member. Lucius had reached his limit. He kicked Sienna away as she tried to crawl back and beg, his eyes turning completely barren and dead. He finally realized that for a toy made of lies, he had personally banished the genius who fought beside him through the blood of the slums—the only one who could hold up his entire sky.

“Why, are you afraid that I would end up killing you? That is too much of a humiliation, don’t you think?” Alec laughed. “No, it’s the opposite actually. I am afraid that I would be left with no choice but to kill you. You are still the son of my dear friend, after all. I can’t just disrespect his memory, can’t I?” “You son of a…” Lucius trailed off. I thought he chose to not say the word because he somehow managed to calm himself, but when I saw how his eyes turned glowing gold with a tint of red for the first time, I knew it would mean war.

says Lucius as he points between himself and his brother, "we have too many fights between us." Lucius and Sylvester go back and forth, with Hala sometimes asking some things. Around the four of us are also teens who talk with us and amongst each other. It seems that I'm getting a chance to start a life here at this institute. It wasn't this vibrant before in my life, and I'm starting to be very invested in the Combined College of Magic and Science.

How much did I truly know about his plans? Lucius lowered himself into a chair with an air of authority, gesturing for me to sit across from him. My legs felt like lead as I reluctantly sank into the seat, my hands twisting nervously in my lap. “I know men like Judas very well,” Lucius continued, his tone almost gentle now. “They keep their secrets close and their enemies closer. But what about you, Seraphina? You’re neither his enemy nor his ally. You’re… collateral. An innocent caught in his web of lies.”

Lucius had to start talking sooner because, man, I wanted to know what his next move would be. “I don’t need your secrets, damn it! I want to know what is so special about my mate for some murderous leftover vampire entity to kidnap her.” Lucius growled. If only I could do a victory dance or jump around like a ballerina. I liked how fast Lucius took the lead of this conversation and didn’t offer the old man a way out of it.

She wanted to rip Leon and Snow apart at that moment! "Yes!" The old man answered. Darius was the heir of the Hughes. After finding out that Leon and Snow killed Darius, Lucius looked at Snow and Leon with hatred as well! He did not pause for a single moment as he struck out with impressive force and quickly charged at Leon! "Miss Hughes, listen to me!" Leon wanted to explain himself. Yet, Lucius already attacked, so he did not have the chance to explain at all! He was forced to lift Gordon's body and try to force GLucius back!

Deucalion and Baratheon struggled to regain their footing, the two Lycans exchanged glances at each other, the reality of their defeat soaking into their minds. "This ends now," Lucius declared, his voice echoing with authority. "You both have caused enough suffering and chaos. Leave this realm and never return." Baratheon, fueled by anger and desperation, refused to accept defeat. With a snarl, he charged at Lucius once again, his claws bared and his eyes filled with rage. Despite the injuries he had sustained, Baratheon was determined to take down Lucius at any cost. Lucius, now fully in control of his mind and body, met Baratheon's attack head-on. He moved with a grace and precision that

Not a hint of hesitation. Like he’s enjoying it. A cold shiver races down my spine. This can’t be him. But every movement—the way his hand flexes, the way his jaw tenses—it is him. Lucien. The man who tutors me. Who calls me “good girl.” Who moaned my name. I clamp my eyes shut, but the image is already burning behind my lids. I need to get out of here. “Shit—” I gasp, eyes snapping back to the screen.

Eren sighed, rubbing his head tiredly "I can't believe the evil in that man. He can't be a good person even with his only grandson." Lucas laughed sarcastically “What do you expect from a man who was not good even with his own child? For Arthur, everyone around him is just a toy, pawns that he moves according to his interests.” Eren sighed as he stood up to prepare to leave, before looking at Lucas who was still lying on the couch “Well, now we know where the vileness that was present in Lucian came from?” Lucas smiled as he looked at him, before the other left, leaving Lucas alone in the room to put his hand over his eyes