Lucy Big Time Rush Novels & Stories

It had taken her close to nine years—Lucy had just turned twenty-seven earlier in June—to snag a role like this. “Ten more minutes and we’re going to start the next scene,” said Jim as he passed by Lucy. “Head over to wardrobe to get changed.” Lucy wolfed down her food in record time. Checking the time, she realized that she had five minutes to change before Jim would yell at her for being late. She hurried to the costumes trailer without looking where she was going. As she wrenched open the trailer door, she ran straight into a hard, muscular chest. “Whoa there,” said a deep male voice, large hands steadying Lucy.

"I know it was a tad bit dramatic but I am sure Sante and at least 3/4 of the higher men in his mafia are dead. You can take out the rest right?" Lucy sat down at one of my couches and my eyes just followed her as she sighed and relaxed. "It was a thrill I tell you. I set off the timer for four minutes and booted my ass out of there but then there was this guard and he almost made me stay longer. I was running away from the site, all Usain Bolt and everything then BAM! The warehouse blew up. I hit a tree, blacked out for a while, and now... I'm here."

*Flashback* "And what happened to the father bear, Mumma?" eight-year-old Lucy asked, her big blue eyes wide with curiosity. Her mother, Wilma, chuckled softly and tucked the unicorn blanket around Lucy’s small frame. “Sweetheart, we’ll finish the story tomorrow. It’s way past your bedtime.” She pressed a kiss to Lucy’s forehead, brushing back her curls with a familiar, gentle hand. That was the last time Lucy saw her mother alive. The next morning, she woke up to chaos. Loud voices, heavy footsteps, the air thick with panic.

With that, she used a lovely small comb to tidy her chocolate brown hair. “Wait, nineteen?” I wondered under my breath. Confused by the unfolding events, small sparks ignited within my heart. Lucy glanced at me as if my question were silly, “Hurry up! We have to get back to the pack at once or we’ll be late. I don’t want to let Alpha down.” Lucy walked towards my pack. Her bare feet trampled the grass of the forest so slowly that her ponytail didn’t even vibrate. Unmistakably, she was my Lucy.

Heather responds, wanting to share the good news with her friend. Watching Lucy move around the kitchen, Heather cannot help but be slightly jealous of Lucy's beauty and confidence. Lucy Perez is short, barely five feet tall, but she is a commanding presence. Her dark brown hair is short and spiky, making her big green eyes and full lips stand out all the more. She is the more outgoing of the two, always the center of attention, and always looking to have a good time. Friends since middle school, Heather knows Lucy will always be there for her. Lucy is the closest thing she has to family at this point.

I was unable to. That's when I saw him, my son, strapped to a chair, his tiny body shaking, tears in his eyes. Painfully, my heart twisted. He cried, "Mommy!" I charged ahead, but before I could get to him, Lucy moved in front of me, a sly smirk curving her lips. Lucy had a look of genuine laughter on her face. "You always ruin everything." Words were not wasted. I threw myself at her with all my rage. The force of our collision sent us both plummeting to the ground. We rolled like untamed beasts, snarling, punching, and clawing.

But she kept going. When it was finally over, Barry’s man was waiting to take her back to the mansion. The ride was as quiet as before. The city lights flickered past the window like stars falling from the sky. *** Lucy sighed with relief when she got to her room. She kicked off her shoes and rubbed her sore feet. Her body felt heavy, her head foggy with exhaustion. A soft knock on the door made her freeze. Before she could answer, a maid stepped in, carrying a large white box tied with a black ribbon.

"Grandmaster Burrey, where are you headed? I'll give you a ride!" Liam shook his head lightly. "I'll just be wandering around. Let's head out first." "Sure thing!" Realizing she could spend more time with Liam, Lucy's eyes flashed with a hint of joy. With that, Lucy started her eye-catching red sports car, driving off with Liam from the Hill family estate. Throughout the ride, Lucy happily chatted with Liam. He responded to her while gazing out the car window at the passing scenery.

“Did you recorded that?” Lucy asked Jericho wh was busy doing something on his computer. “We can’t let this chance go or Shane would throw a fit that we couldn’t stop,” she added while impatiently waiting for a reply. Her fingers were anxiously tapping on the desk which annoyed the other.

Her voice was calm yet laced with something dangerous. Alarm bells rang in my head. Before I could react, Lucy suddenly grabbed Rylee and bolted out through the entrance, sprinting straight toward the middle of the road ahead. She moved incredibly fast, as if she’d used every ounce of strength she had. Rylee didn’t even have time to react.