Lucius X Snape Novels & Stories

I'm quite okay, you can see" replied Skyler, while he stared at the wriggled face of his old friend. Lucius and he had been friends since he was only a pup. Their friendship surprised a lot of people as Lucius was almost a century older. "You are here to see Xander" Lucius asked unsure, the news of how Xander was behind Skyler's disappearance, followed by the news of his corrupted mind and how he wanted to falsely mate a girl that ended up to be his brother's mate had spread throughout the park and that's why Lucius was surprised to see Skyler in the morgue. "No, I'm here to see the boy with red hair," Skyler said. Lucius nodded and led the way to where the rogue boy was placed. He removed t

Lucius was the rightful heir all along. Tears streamed down my face as Lucien reached his hand up to me, regret flitting in his eyes and I knew his only regret was not knowing Lucius was the rightful heir of Kalmerus - the son who was there for him all along, the one he disregarded all the time. "Heal Lucius." He pleaded and I watched as Lucien built a barrier around him, protecting himself from any power a man could imagine. I shoot fireballs and ice spikes at him, but they disappear upon reaching his shield.

“She went low. She said things she knew would hurt.” Lucius studied her, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, a dark smirk tugged at his lips. “Of course she did. Snakes always bite, Chloe. That’s all they know how to do. You don’t blame a snake for being a snake, you crush its head before it gets too close.” Chloe glared at him. “That’s not helpful.”

Before I could say a word, the cloaked man quickly laid hold on Ira, baring his claws and holding her dangerously by the neck. "Lucius Valtor," he hissed, eyes flickering between I and Lucius. "And my dearest little impulsive brother," he mocked. "Dexter Draco Royale, isn't it?" "Who are you?" I seethed, taking careful steps towards him as I thought on my next point of action. "Don't even think about it," he snapped, noting my deathly intent with warning eyes. "I will kill her before you know what's happening." "Let her go," Lucius griped, his tone reflecting his brooding anger. "Let her go, and I just might consider letting you live."

However, he still agreed with a smile, "Alright, after we return, I'll wait for your call." Lucius, who had been eavesdropping nearby since he returned, spoke up with a cold warning, "You'd better stay away from this guy. This little snake is capable of betraying even his own father. Do you really trust him?" "He's just doing the right thing," I replied. "No, he's doing what benefits him," Lucius retorted. I said, "He's not that kind of person." "Why? Do you really know him? Do you know everything he's done?" Lucius fired a barrage of questions, leaving me momentarily speechless.

The chamber was adorned with elegant tapestries depicting centuries of vampire history, and the air carried a faint scent of old books and ancient secrets. Upon entering, Mr. Haven found Lucius seated on a throne-like chair, his piercing eyes peering out from beneath a crown of silver hair. Lucius exuded an aura of wisdom and authority, his presence commanding respect. "Welcome, Mr. Haven," Lucius greeted him with a nod. "I sense a turmoil within you, a shadow that clouds your memories. How may I be of assistance?" Mr. Haven bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Lucius. I come seeking answers. Lately, my memories have been vague and fragmented, especially concerning a familiar face. I cannot shake

the cracking voice of the seer sounded across the field. “I, Lucius… I am the first son of Alpha Leonidas and the successor to the Crescent throne!” “Blasphemy!” I heard a voice of a man as he shouted from where he sat amongst the crowd. “How can you say that when Alpha Xandros is standing right in front of you?” Another manly voice questioned as I turned to face Xandros who looked at me with a smirk on his face, he wasn't surprised in the least… like he had expected me.

Kriss siad, features becoming austere while telling them about Zadicus’ origin which is enough to tremble everyone, "Zadicus is the son of the greatest scholar of all time, the master of knowledge and magic. Sir Zuka Tademono."

A hand closed around my wrist. I froze. Slowly, I looked up. Lucian. The king of the weresnakes stood before me, impossibly close. His dark wavy hair brushed his neck, catching the torchlight. His bronzed skin looked kissed by the sun gods themselves, lean muscle shifting beneath a tailored black shirt that clung to him like it had been made for no one else. Tall, commanding, he looked like a walking advertisement for whatever dangerous thing he might be selling—power, poison, desire.

I loudly groaned in pain as I pleaded with him to let go. "You have done a perfect job, Calistus, I will let you the next time I need your services. You can untie him and let him struggle putting on the clothes if he minds walking naked in the streets," Jacob ordered as he slightly gave a slap on the cheek. He lit the blunt and blew the weird cloud of smoke into my eyes. The more I choked the more he enjoyed , I hated the smell like shit. 'Fuck love! Fuck Charlotte!' I silently cursed as Calistus undid the tight chains. I stumbled and groaned in pain as I tried to get on fit severally in vain. I had paid the price of being me, the rewards of love I had them in full.