Lucius Wagner Novels & Stories

” “And to you. do I owe the pleasure. but let’s be clear Eugene. You are a coward. And the moment I get I get my hands on you?, I don’t care what Rosette says you are, I’ll rip you apart, limb to—“ “Then that makes you the coward Lorenzo.” Eugene cut me short. His voice falling to a chilling quiet and amused rhythm. “I mean I do detest you, and every other person I’ve ever met, —Im a killer, it thrills me but one thing you’d never call me is dumb.” He stretched a tight smile. “I’m smart enough to know that I can’t kill you Lucas. Not while Alexander is still monarch.” What was he talking about?, was there a missing piece in my puzzle of memories? Or was this one of his brilliant mind tricks?

He pulls some shorts on, then turns to me and smirks. “Ragnar, I’ve been patient, and I have been more than generous with my offer to buy your land, but yet you still refuse to co-operate with me. So now it's time to take more drastic actions, as you won’t listen to what you were told,” Lucius snarls.

He bluntly replied, then came closer to us, trying to grab my arm and drag me away, but got stopped in his tracks by Marcus’s sudden appearance. “What’s happening here?” Marcus asked, walking down the stairs, fixing his tie, coldly gazing upon us. Crap...we’re so fucked... “Nothing important.” Logan answered, looking at him totally relaxed, making me stare at him, surprised. Did he just try to cover for us? His eyes then landed on Kara and his glare suddenly changed in a rather concerned look. “Baby, what are you doing here all wet?” He then asked Kara, walking straight to her.

He said, authority visible in his voice. The whole place had gone quiet with everyone listening to what the Supreme Alpha had to say. Being the Alpha Supreme, Lucious was ahead of them both in power and strength. His war prowess surpassed that of the Alphas combined. He was a direct decendant of the greatest werewolf of all times, the one who had led the lycans to victory in the grest war so it was no surprise that his strength was not to be toyed with. " No one here would go ahead and do anything without my permission." He said with finality. This caused quite an uproar among the rest of the Alphas with some agreeing while others grumbled silently.

Luciana woke up agitated after dreaming about Diego, who was the love of her life. For five years she had stopped sleeping, and although she often used sleeping pills, she did not want to depend on them. Diego had been her boyfriend since university, she had met him on the first day, he was the handsome, athletic type, with a beautiful smile and all women and even some men were in love with him, but Diego was different from the athletes whom She was used to dealing with him, he was attentive, affectionate, a gentleman, when he started asking her out she thought it was just a facade, but it wasn't like that, he was transparent, so much so that he fell in love with her after finishing universi

Lucifer's fire magic impressed Lucius. "I don't know who taught him, but they must be world class." Lucius said. "Jealous of an archangel dear?" Gwyn asked What Lucius was more impressed by was Lucifer's ability to weave fire magic without hurting himself. "No. I can only imagine the kind of misery someone would have to go through to learn that." - Cytus - (About two days after the group leaves Sangmara) Cytus was sitting up in a bed in a dark room. The man from before came into his room and Cytus started to question him.

#80 The following day, Lucian was having a glass of whiskey in his office, contemplating whether he would speak with Emily or just let what happened yesterday between them. He didn’t mean to act like a heartless asshole in front of her. It was Argus who was influencing him to do so. Irritation filled his chest, knowing he was under Argus’ mercy. He needed to find a way to stop Argus from owning his body. He breathed heavily at that thought. How could he stop Argus? He didn’t have any idea. His situation was strange, which was why he was also getting paranoid.

The fact that Lucius's father was the late Lycan, who previously led the werewolf council, is now well known. Everyone adored the late Lycan, and their affection for Lucius only deepened when they learned that he was his son. Knowing that he might get them killed, everyone had been looking for ways to make him forgive them for everything they had done to him. Since he has eternal Lycan powers, everyone fears him the most; if he had stopped time, things wouldn't have turned out the way they did. If he had been at the precise age at which a Lycan's power would have been permanently shut off, he would not have been able to access it.

And tell Lepidus all of his deepest secrets and wishes? A knock came—soft, familiar. Not urgent. Not gentle either. He didn't move. Not yet. Lucius pushed open the door and stepped inside, still lanky and freckled, though his arms and his shoulders had grown into the shape of a soldier's. He grinned—he always did, that boyish smile fighting against time. "Lucius the Great is here! The finest soldier ever to live!" Lepidus didn't answer. He could laugh. He used to.