Lucius Wagner Mga Nobela at Kwento

He didn't want to hurt her with his carnal crave. Lucius wants to make love to Livia in a far more special way than how he did to his previous playmates, where he did as he pleased. It was not only the lone matter of pleasure, but the feeling that matters. Which was why he had to take it slow and gentle, while telling himself to keep the two words in his mind so his wolf wouldn't dive in and take her before the Luna coronation as he promised.*

he said quietly, his voice rough. I shook my head immediately, scrambling to my feet. “No. No, don’t... don’t say anything. Just… just don’t.” Because if he said anything soft right now, I was going to fall apart again and I didn’t have time for that. Theo didn’t have time for that. Another figure stepped out of the cave then.. Lucius. He looked like he had walked straight out of a war. Blood... some his, most not... covered his clothes, his face and even his hands. His usually calm presence was sharper now like the air itself had to adjust around him.

I wish there was another way. I wish Tanner were here. But he isn't. Slowly, Lucius' struggles stop. I watch his eyes roll backwards. And then, he stops. I have killed the alpha.

After the whole task was done and he rested with a meatloaf in his hand, a call came from Lucius's house. "Mr. Wilson, it's Albert." Albert immediately introduced himself first. "Yes?" “I want to say that Mr. Lucius has returned. His condition doesn't look good. Tonight, you should come and check on Mr. Lucius. I worry about him.” According to Wilson, Lucius is a lucky man. Many people care about him and worry about him. But that damn guy was going around doing things his way, making people worry even more. The stubborn, hot-tempered, and hard-working Lucius was indeed extraordinary. Wilson admitted it too, but he was a madman who didn't want to listen to anyone else.

After Colette's death, Henry had yet another reason to hate the Sagan family… Was that why he decided to follow Everard Sagan when he was drunk? Lucius turned his eyes to the window as if he drifted into thought before taking a deep breath. “My father partially sealed his own fate. He couldn't fight for the woman he wanted. I will not repeat his mistakes.” Then he shifted his eyes to me. “I waited, I created an opportunity, and I took what I wanted.” A slow smile spread across his lips. “I am not a thing,” I hissed. He laughed, but it was merely a well-practiced gesture without humor or warmth. “Of course, you're not a thing. You're my possession.”

My throat dries. Lucien moves between the desks now, eyes shifting, taking stock. “You’ll notice the powerless often see the clearest. They learn how to read the room. How to survive. Sometimes they bend power without anyone noticing—until it’s too late.” He passes my row. Doesn’t stop. Doesn’t look. Returns to the board. “This,” he continues, tapping the board once, “is a list of lovers.” He writes four names in quick succession: Damon Salvatore. Edward Cullen.

Lucius fired in a low baritone. I know Lucius is strong but I don't know his abilities yet. And what about Maximilian's ability to make someone blind? What if he will use that to Lucius? Did Lucius had thought about that? Because if he would go blind, I don't think we would stand a chance of winning over this man. For sure Maximilian is not just alone with these two women. Like Lucius, he must have deployed men around for a possible counter attack. I know mature werewolves like them had already experienced many things. They know how to execute a strategy flawlessly that is why I'm kind of worried. I don't want us to end up being killed by Maximilian and his people. I still need to live in or

Annoyed by the repetition, Lex took a deep breath and said, “Yes, he is. May I ask why you’re asking about him? Is there a problem?” “Lucius has been illegally operating clubs and bars in the south. On top of that, he banded together with a large number of people and built his forces in secret, intending to rule over the South. As the chief of Internal Affairs' southern branch, you’re aware of this, yes?” Lex was instantly stunned by Adrian’s statement as he had no idea who Adrian was and was clueless as to what was happening. Lucia continued to scream and yell. “You dare barge into our home despite knowing my husband’s the chief? You must be completely out of your mind, you fool!

Everyone looked at the paper, their faces filled with disbelief. "Isn't this... Mr. Wagner Senior?" "Didn't he already pass away?" One of them turned to Corvina. "Are you absolutely sure the arcane seeker you saw is the man in this drawing?" Corvina noticed their strange reactions and carefully examined the paper. "Yes, this is definitely the arcane seeker I saw." Lucas stood beside Aria, equally confused. "Aria, wasn't Mr. Wagner Senior already dead? Why is he on the sketch now?"