Lucy Barton Series Novels & Stories

"Your mother, Baron, and I grew up together. Baron knew early on that Lucy was meant to be the alpha of the pack. When we played together as kids, Lucy used to promise him that she would marry him later. It was just a game, and Baron took it seriously. While we all chose to learn how to be warriors, he chose to learn how to run the pack as the alpha's mate. We tried to persuade him to change his mind many times, but he was very stubborn. Lucy was later saved by your dad, the Gamma of the Fly Rock Pack, when she was out fighting. They soon fell in love. When their relationship went public, it brought a lot of pain to Baron, a Gamma descendant who could have been a Gamma. As I mentioned, he wa

I don't have to wait very long to find out if my life can get any worse. When Lucy gets home from her shift, she has a bottle of wine with her. I've sneaked out of my room to grab something to eat - I don't have any chocolate cake on hand, but I settle for the remains of a chocolate bunny I got for Easter - and she catches me just as I'm trying to stealth my way back into my room. "Here," she says, opening up the bottle of wine. "You need this."

“As long as you drink this, you’ll be able to see your Kayla.” Lucy was confused. Why and how could she see Kayla after drinking this? Her mind was filled with doubt, but then she thought perhaps he meant that by the time she finished this bottle, he would be able to save Kayla from prison. Thinking that, her boss seemed so powerful. Lucy smiled and grabbed the bottle from him. “Thank you, sir! Thank you!” The moment she drank, the woman by the name of Lucy Landon no longer existed in Richburgh.

Barry. Slowly, she reached up, her small fingers touching his hand. She pulled it gently away from her lips, her eyes lifting to meet his. His striking blue eyes gleamed with amusement, not anger. “What were you doing up here?” Barry asked, his tone low, calm, but edged with curiosity. Lucy swallowed hard. “I was… just taking a walk.” Barry raised a brow. “A walk? You mean spying on people who are about to have sex?” Her face flamed red instantly. She shook her head quickly. “No! I didn’t... I just... I stumbled on it. I didn’t mean to...”

C3: THE KING'S QUARTERS Waking up, Lucy blinked her eyes as they tried to adjust to the sunlight coming from the wooden window in her room. she yawned her hazel eyes dull as she stood up and went to take her bathe. stepping into the mini bathtub she could barely stretch her leg, she missed taking her bathe in her large bathtub as wide as a pond. Lucy sighed, scrubbing her skin after a while she came out with a robe.

“But i will tell you this, i will never acknowledged you as my father, because you fail to take responsibility for what you did.” Lucy hand flew to her lips. “So read my lips very well. YOU WILL NEVER BE MY FATHER.” Lucy said in a stern tone, finally she walked away from the room, without even caring for whatever Linda and Tony continued to do. And that day was the beginning of Lucy atrocities, she lose her virginity to a random man she found in a clubhouse, she also became the leader in her cultist group. Well that was about three years ago Meanwhile after flirting with Linda to his satisfaction, Tony finally sat down with a huge smile on his face. Lucy saw the much happiness written on Ton

Cassandra scolds her. Arian rolled her eyes like she doesn't care. She spits on her this time. " If you want to live here for five years without being deformed, obey us!" She warned Lucy and went back to her bed. Lucy just cried at the corner while thinking about her son Austin. "Mommy will save you, baby. No one can harm you!" The only words she said before she lost her consciousness. ---- Now, Lucy will face a new challenge in prison. ~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~

FLASHBACK 4 Lucifer stared for a long time at his hands in shock, and it was definitely not because of the scrawny look of his hands. The creature that had humiliated him before his subjects had long since walked past him and now he was busying himself with the items on the trees. One by one he would pick them and throw some into his mouth and others he will put in a large leaf, probably storing them for later. Those things were edible?! NO! It’s this creature that has lost its mind. Why would he put substances of a tree in his mouth? Why will he put anything there at all?

Who saw my art when no one else did. And now, I was watching her slowly fall apart from a distance I had created. --- The next morning, I walked into the kitchen and found Lucy there, pouring cereal into a bowl. She glanced up at me. “You look like a haunted Victorian ghost.” “Thanks,” I muttered. “Barbie’s not awake yet. She had a long night.” I hesitated. “What happened?” Lucy looked at me, serious now. “You’ve been so wrapped up in your fear that you didn’t notice she’s been crumbling.”

Tonight, she was a woman hunting for something or someone that had stolen her breath away. Lucy pushed her way to the bar, ignoring the curious stares, her eyes scanning the crowd for him. Tall frame, sharp jaw, dark eyes shadowed with secrets… but he wasn’t there. The emptiness of the realization clawed at her, but she wasn’t ready to give up. The bartender, a grizzled man with a shaved head and knowing eyes, leaned toward her when she ordered a drink. “Back again so soon, sweetheart? Rough night?”