Lucy Bruce Novels & Stories

He looked across at her and the slightest suspicion of a smile flickered about his lips , then slowly he raised his hands and waited . Lucy certainly presented rather a comical figure to tackle burglar ; she was little and slight , and with the long bob at which she kept her hair , she looked much younger than her years . It was thick and black and cut in a fringe on her forehead ; she had to keep it unwaved since she could not afford money for hairdressers or even for attending to her hair at home .

It was Lucy's second day in this place and she just followed her group silently. "Get brooms and other cleaning materials ladies and we will start the beautification of this backyard." One of the officers called their attention. Everyone started to get their materials and Lucy was one of them when Arian intentionally pushed her. She flew on the ground and got a deep bruise on her arms. Cassandra saw it. "Hey, what did you do?" She quickly crouched to help Lucy.

She considered running back home and changing into jeans and something that covered more skin up top no matter how hot of a day it was. She would be sweaty from head to toe by the time she was done running all over Dr. Ronald Hubbard’s vast property with those three kids. They could be rich, spoiled brats, but if she ran them hard enough, they were too worn out by the afternoon to be too much trouble. Lucy broke Tricia’s thoughts when she said, “You mean me, right? Suddenly you can’t say it? You mean you don’t run around fucking married men like your big, slutty sister Lucy. Right?”

Adrian had kept his promise. At least for now. Lucy closed the browser and placed her phone on the bed. Sitting in the guest room and staring at the walls would accomplish nothing. Feeling sorry for herself wouldn't save her father or help her understand what had happened to her family's company. She needed answers. Walking to the closet, she selected a black blazer, a crisp white shirt, and dark trousers. After changing, she pulled her hair into a neat bun and studied herself in the mirror. A few minutes later, she walked down the grand staircase and headed outside. The warm afternoon air greeted her as she crossed the driveway toward the security team stationed near the garage.

“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.

“ Well the thing is, I’m sure I saw a woman with the exact type of hair color this morning, at breakfast” Lucy’s words made Anna stop abruptly, her neck snapped to look at Lucy with such speed that she thought it would snap in two. “ What?!” She asked, eyes wide open.” Lucy! Do you even know what you’re saying?!” “ Yes Anna. I know I saw someone like that at breakfast… I’m sure of it and I even saw her again at— Arghhh!!!!” Lucy was still talking when she felt something grab her arms and yank her backwards painfully, causing her to yell out in both shock and horror.

Nodding, Lucy said, “I need to go to work too. Cece.” She walked to the entrance and changed into a pair of high heels. She was wearing a gray suit today, which made her look much more professional and less dull. Cece was stunned for a moment before saying, “Have some breakfast before you go, Mrs. Leon.” However, Lucy waved her hand and left with her bag. Her minicar was still parked at the Quinn family’s garage, so she had to take the subway today. An hour later, Lucy finally arrived at Lulu Comics.

he asked no one in particular, moving his head to give her one last peck before standing up. Just then, the door opened, and Lucy entered, making Bryan flinch, turning his back to the door. "Oh, I'm sorry," Lucy apologized from the back, closing her eyes with her palm. She hadn't noticed Chloe on the bed. "Grandma Terry is in need of you," Lucy said, her gaze moving slowly to the bed, and when she finally spotted Chloe, her eyes widened in surprise. "What the heck is happening?" she screamed, moving her gaze to Bryan.

"Did you look into the Lucy lady?" Ethan nods in reply, taking his tablet out. In his younger years he'd recite everything he learnt about the lady off-head. He must really be getting old because he now reads from the device. "She's a 27 year old lady who works as an intern in a hospital. Her both parents are late, she has an aunt who she spent her growing up years with..." He looks up at me, "It looks like this aunt's place is where we're headed because she lives at Oklahoma. Lucy's lived a lonely life, had about two failed relationships, lost her best friend when she was 21 and has no known friends till date."

But one figure didn't move toward the refreshments. Lucy broke away from the inner circle, her black lace veil pushed back to reveal a face that was twisted into a mask of pure, unadulterated loathing. She marched toward me, her heels sinking into the soft turf with every aggressive step. "You have a lot of nerve," Lucy hissed, stopping just inches from me. She didn't care about the onlookers or the cameras. Her voice was a sharp, jagged blade. "This is a family ceremony. A private moment for those who actually loved Beatrice. What are you doing here, Sarah? Is there no limit to your thirst for attention?"