Lucy Bruce Novels & Stories

"Brett, I hope you won't be too devastated over the loss of your baby." Lucy had lost her babies before; she knew the pain. She had so much to say to comfort Brett. However, this was the only thing that managed to escape her lips. Brett's body stiffened. He said, "I'm okay." Then, he returned to his room. Lucy sighed and closed the door. She turned her laptop on and called Faith. When the call connected, Lucy said, "Faith, I need a favor. Can you track the location of someone who'd disappeared for decades with an old photo?"

Lucy said, as Dora smiles at her retort. "Lucy's mother died while giving birth to her, her father was devastated by the lose and never really acknowledged her as his daughter, but as the murderer of his mate". Dora said. I looked in the Lucy's direction, her figure disappearing in the sea students. "I met Lucy on one of our pack meeting with the alpha of her pack. She had bruises all over her hand, neck and body but there was no single mark on her face". Dora begin to tell her first meeting with Lucy, as we walk towards our class block.

She closed the door and left the women alone. "When I thought you were actually a curse, I never expected you'd be a blessing." Tracey said, wearing a mischievous smile. "You've never liked me so don't try to be nice to me." Rebecca replied confidently. "Oh, my daughter-in-law thinks I'm a bad person! I'm actually a nice, a good confidant if you agree with me on certain things." Tracey said proudly. "I can never agree to be with someone as selfish and manipulative as you are. A woman who abandoned her son just for money. It didn't bother you to consider his feelings when you left, did it?" Rebecca retorted.

"Lucy." "She's a pediatrician at our hospital." "I'm just a resident," I corrected. Mom immediately pinched me. Hey, I was right, I just didn't want to exaggerate. "Yes, I know her from the mother and child department, first year resident" Luke replied. What? How did he know? Wasn't last night our first meeting? Or did he read my ID card? Ah that must be why he decided to save me from the bar. Now everything makes sense. What doesn't make sense is that me and him are going to be step-siblings!

Just then, the door opened but I didn't turn. "The coast is clear Faye but I think Luca's here. I saw his car outsi... why do I even bother?" I turned to face Lucy and my eyes roamed over her perfect hourglass figure, and her smooth brown skin, noticing she cut her hair. The locks that once fell to her slim waist now grazed her shoulders and curls fell on her forehead. I was a man with eyes and what I saw was something worth my attention. Lucy crossed her arms across her chest, a defiant look in her brown eyes. Her stance held strong and her hip cocked to one side.

A figure stepped out from the shadows. Not a guard. It was Lucy. Except this wasn’t the Lucy from school, I will call her Lucy Hunt for clarity, because she is the one with messy ponytails and cheap nail polish. This Lucy Hunt was wearing hunter tech with sleek black armor, glowing lines down the arms, a blade in her hand. Her eyes flicked over us, landing on me. “I told them I’d get you here,” she said and her voice didn’t even shake. “I just didn’t think I’d regret it.”

Since the passing of her husband, Arthur Knight, two years ago, Lucy seemed to have lost the compass of her life. Arthur’s death was a blow far too devastating. To escape the suffocating shadow of grief that haunted every corner of their mansion, Lucy chose an extreme path, total dedication in the African wilderness. There, among dust and scorching sunlight, Lucy spent her days helping marginalized women and children. She built emergency schools, ensured clean water supplies, and gave hugs to orphaned children who had no one else in the world.

Professor Lucien's burns in my head. “I… I don’t know.”

I laughed then, a genuine laugh that bubbled up from somewhere deep inside me, and I shook my head at her antics as we walked out into the cool evening air and headed toward her car. When I finally made it back to my grandmother's cottage, I found Lucy waiting for me in the sitting room, her laptop open and her expression focused, and she gestured for me to sit down before she even let me take off my coat. "You need to go back," Lucy said, her voice direct and unwavering, "you need to be close to Adrian. It's the only way we can get to his property easily. You're still his wife, and that gives you access that we can't get any other way."

That's why Lucille intended to hurt herself. “I planned it, and I'll take care of it. I can do this; just tell Lucky and Mom that I am fine. I will message you for the next step. ” Ales could do nothing but leave Lucille, she quickly got into the car, and while driving, she looked at Lucille in the back; she could see that Lucille was difficult to stand up. She was just shaken her head but let go of what was happening. When Ales was far away, Lucille sauntered to Judiel's gate. "Help!" she shouted, it was hard to walk because she had lost a lot of blood. “Please, help me!”