Lucy Big Time Rush Novels & Stories

Her voice was hysterical, and she tried to shake off my grip. But I held tight, my mind racing with questions. "Please, tell me something," I begged. "Just one more thing. Did I live here in the past? Maybe you knew me when I lived here?" Lucy's eyes darted towards me, and for a fleeting moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of recognition. But then, she quickly looked away, her expression hidden. "Leave me alone!" Lucy shouted, pushing me away with a surprising strength. She seized the opportunity to make a run for it, dashing down the street with a frantic energy.

JASMINES POV The sound of Lucy’s car pulling up at the curb was a type of relief I hadn’t felt in some time. Brendon and I crept out of our hiding, racing to the black sedan that came to a halt. The door flung open, revealing Lucy who was sitting in the driver's seat. “Get in!” She hissed.

But after that… I just don’t know what comes next. Happily ever after? As I still spend half my time fantasizing about another male? *Knock it off! However great he was, he isn’t Javed! That is the only one you need to be thinking of, so get it through your head,* Lucy snaps, and her tone nearly shocks me. She’s angry. Lucy begins to run back toward the packhouse, indicating she wants Javed to follow. It’s a long run back and I can feel the exhaustion from us both as Lucy curls up in a ball on Javed’s foot.

They walked out to the car together. "what do you even drive?" Lucy had never seen Killian drive anything. "Oh, I'm not driving tonight!" Killian winked at Lucy just as a stretch hummer limo pulled up. "KILLIAN JONES! What is this?????" Lucy smacked his arm in disbelief "That's our ride, love!" "What? Killian! This is excessive!" "Excessive? Ha! Wait till you see where we are staying tonight." Killian Laughed with a genuine smile. He loved seeing Lucy so happy and carefree. Maybe for one night, he could make her forget all she had going on.

“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.

Then I took off my suit and put on some pyjamas, turned on my laptop and started doing my work. An hour later, I heard them coming up the stairs. Since I didn't want to disturb them, I stayed quiet until they went to their rooms. The next morning, i woke up to the hustle and bustle going on downstairs, when i came down i saw Lucy hurriedly putting her shoes on and rushing outside of the house leaving no time for any of us to say goodbye. When I looked outside, Tyler was waiting for Lucy in his car. He drove off as soon as she sat behind the passenger seat.

If I wasn’t so peeved about her taking RJ’s attention, I would have been laughing. RJ just chuckled at our stand-off, “You have to be the loudmouth best friend of my little sis.” Lucy blushed as she nodded yes. I was surprised she didn’t retort or ask more questions. Then again, her ears turning red as RJ added, “You really are a spitfire, and I like that.” “Will you’re not that bad. Mountain!” Lucy countered as she looked down at her feet. “You have huge feet.” At that RJ and I roared. Lucy really was a huge flirt and hilarious just like Meri said.

With Lucy’s support and her confidence in the flash drive and her Dad, Samantha felt a renewed sense of security; her adviser had spoken, and she was ready to follow her guidance. After a moment of contemplation, Lucy added, “Don’t worry. When everything is set and you’re prepared to go to the company, I’ll be right there as your personal assistant.” Samantha beamed with excitement, her enthusiasm shining through. “Wow, Lucy, I truly admire your confidence! You’re not only beautiful but also incredibly smart, a perfect combination. I can't imagine what I would do without you. You’re a real friend.” She wrapped Lucy in a heartfelt bear hug.

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.

Lucy. "I tried Tyler’s number first," Lucy said, letting out a soft, tittering laugh that made the hair on my arms stand up. "But it just goes straight to voicemail. Then I saw the news. A big, nasty explosion in Brooklyn. Such a shame. I suppose if his phone isn't connecting but yours is... well, it means Tyler was the unfortunate one and you’re the lucky survivor. Either way, my plan worked, didn't it?" "You're a monster," I hissed, my voice shaking with a lethal fury. I leaned my forehead against the cool glass of a window, looking out at the city lights. "You blew up a whole building, Lucy. You nearly killed the father of your child."