Lucius Narcissa Novels & Stories

"Damn it, I'm in trouble. I don't think these clowns are going to pay for it either." The shopkeeper points at Lucia and Clarisse, "how about those two? Aren't they with you?" Zane gasps… Lucia walks forward and drops exactly the amount told by the shopkeeper. She then says, "there you go, mister. Apologies, my master here is quite broke," Lucia kindly and gently said. The shopkeeper came to his senses and was surprised, "Lu-Lucia Monesy?! And...and Cla-Clarisse Krix?! The battlemage of Etheria and the knight of Esperia! A pleasure to meet you! I'm Grucius," the shopkeeper bowed.

Yet, tonight, the familiar rhythm of his steps was absent. Nana, her silver hair pulled back into a tight bun, sighed. With a practiced grace, she navigated the maze of servants, her hand trailing along the cool marble walls. Reaching the palace gardens, she found him. Seated beneath the gnarled branches of an ancient oak, Lucius, his broad frame cloaked in black, was deep in meditation. "Your Majesty," Nana announced softly, her voice barely a whisper. Lucius's eyes, a startling pale blue and perpetually unfocused, snapped open. They held an unsettling emptiness, reflecting no light. "Nana," he rumbled, his voice as deep and powerful as the ocean. "The preparations seem in order."

The mark over his heart remained unchanged, though strange things still happened around him often enough that the family no longer bothered reacting immediately. Lucien became exactly what everyone expected. A Lycan through and through. Confident. Fearless. Charming enough to escape trouble more often than he should. If Evren spent hours studying maps and legends, Lucien spent hours outside sparring with warriors twice his size and somehow convincing them it had been their idea. Together, they were impossible. Apart, they were merely troublesome. The day Mira entered the world began much more quietly than Evren's birth. No storms gathered.

She tore her gaze from the house, wiped away the tears streaming down her cheeks, and turned to face Noah. "After all the emotional and physical pain Lucas put me through, I can never forgive him. From now on, whatever love I had for him will be consumed by the anger I feel toward him and his mistress," she declared firmly. Noah looked away for a moment before starting the car and pulling away from the property. "That’s good to hear," he murmured. "But Uncle Noah—are you really sure you want to help me? Lucas is your nephew, and between the two of us—" "—Lucas is an asshole. Why would I side with that bastard? Besides, I was the one who offered you this plan to get back at him for cheating,"

Luci made herself clear and the man only smiled softly. “You think throwing insults around is the ideal thing?” He asked lazily and she glared at him. “I think spitting into your cold irritating face is the ideal thing to do, but since your height is even so arrogant it will not allow me to do that, I will settle for making myself clear for the last time. Prince Hakeem or whatever you are called, I, Lucianda Castos, will not allow myself to be blackmailed into bed with a despicably pompous thing as you.” She reiterated in a disparaging tone and for the first time since she came into his office, she watched as his eyes became extremely icy.

"You're so weird, Lucius." Lucius only replied to Riley's words with a smile as he took a sip of the wine in his hand. The one who doesn't realize anything here is only Riley. Whatever Lucius did for Riley is not enough for what Riley had done to him. He very well remembered Riley's beautiful hazelnut eyes that he had seen in the moonlight at that time. The moonlight reflected from her eyes, making them seem alive and attractive. “Riley, when will you remember me?” Lucius asked in his heart.

She is friendly to all her consumers so I didn't read into it so much. I placed the cup on the counter and walked around to her. The guy, she talking to was handsome. He had all females' eyes of him and some males as well. As soon as we made eye contact, I smiled. "I am sorry to barge into the conversation." I said to him and turned to Ms. M. "I have to go, Ms. M." I kissed her cheek. "Lucifer is in the office today." She smiled. "I keep telling you to leave your cup on the table."

, I may not remember her, but my heart knows her. Lucian made a decision at that moment. Grabbing his blue tooth, he made a phone call. “Marcus wade please, I’ll wait. Hello, Marcu, its Lucian. Yeah, I doing okay. Hows the wife and kids? Good, good. I’m glad to hear it. I need a favor Marcus. Dad can’t know about this, It’s between you and me, here’s what I need.” Marcus was one a few of Lucas’s friends. He was an investigator that Adrian and Lucian used from time to time.

She cleared her throat and let go of my neck. “Unless I love Alas?” I asked. “His name is Alastor,” Lucius said. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t love Alas. I’m not even attracted to him. The only thing was that he made me uncomfortable when he stared at me when we first met. He was probably using his allure on me, but even so, I didn’t fall for his trap.” “Because you’re marked. Like how Lucija and Adan didn’t feel anything while Nyneve was seducing me and Patrea.”

" I did not get to see my gal." When I said this I heard Adamo laugh while Luca just went back to reading his magazine. It's because he is presumably still a abecedarian, so he does not understand what it's like to love someone. " Do not worry bro, you will be out soon and also you can see her as much as you want." I narrowed my eyes at Adamo when he wriggled his eyebrows at me suggestively, before I ultimately just shook my head.