Lucy Cyberpunk Novels & Stories

And yes, that could work in my favor. “Anything I can do to help?” I asked smoothly and smiled. Alpha Ryker looked at me for a long moment before answering. “Just keep an eye on her. But don’t touch.” He said with a warning voice. Just too late for that, I thought bitterly. But I nodded anyway. Alpha Ryker left after that, leaving a storm of thoughts he had awakened. Lucy was no longer just a stripper. She was a threat, a pawn, and now... the most dangerous piece on the board.

"They're most likely controlling multiple people at once, Tiger. Are you sure we should focus on just one?" "You're overthinking again. I told you, just rest, my dear. For this time, I entrust you to Zerikyu." I shook my head. "Frans said you and I should never be separated." The sound of heels approaching from behind caught our attention. Lucy emerged, her black hair pulled back into a neat bun, her dark blue satin dress accentuating her figure. In her hand, a small tablet displayed a series of celebrities, politicians, and tycoons on their watch list.

How deep could he go inside me? Would he break character, even once, if I rode him until he begged? My thighs pressed together beneath the desk. God, he looked so good. Too clean. Too cold. Men like that are always the wildest once they snap. And I wanted to be the reason he snapped. My name is Lucy. I’m twenty-one. And I don’t play games I can’t win. My first time? That was at seventeen. With a tutor I asked to ruin me. Since then, I’ve learned something important, if you can make a man lose control, he’s yours.

she cackled happily to herself as she sauntered across the room and left, leaving Lucy and Maia alone once more. Lucy blinked at Maia in stunned silence before exploding with anger and frustration. “Just what the fuck exactly am I supposed to do with this memory now?! I feel like I’m unlocking cut scenes in some sort of video game and that’s really not very fucking helpful.” Maia sniggered unhelpfully and smirked. “Oh, just you wait. It’s about to get a whole lot better.” “What do you me-oh…fuck..” Lucy exclaimed as the room seemed to warp around her and suddenly she was presented with the vision of Theo fucking her against a wall whilst she begged him for more.

There’s something going on here,’ Athena informed me. Lucy’s eyes wandered around the room, realizing that she was fucked. There was no getting out of this after what she had just shouted out. This made her dangerous because she probably felt like she had nothing to lose. A chill ran down my spine when our eyes met. They were cold and void of the warmth that used to be in them. Had she been that good of an actor all of this time? It was too late when I noticed that she was no longer cuffed to the table. It seemed like everything happened in slow motion…

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.

In my past life, I never had the chance to interact with people; I did not even go to school, so, of course, I was a bit excited. I dressed up and went downstairs thinking Adrien would have gone to work as usual, but I saw him sitting on the living room couch, scrolling through his phone with a serious look. He stood up when he noticed my presence and pointed to the fine-looking lady who stood by the corner with a professional smile. “This is Lucy; from now on she would be your assistant,” he said, and I nodded. Today was truly my lucky day. I looked at Lucy; her strawberry blond hair was braided into two pigtails; she had a beauty mark underneath her eyes, which accented her facial features

A year ago, she had to ask me for a credit card to buy a new pair of shoes. "She’s a thief, Tyler! I’m telling you, she’s a common thief!" Lucy’s voice cut through the room like a piece of glass. She was pacing the hand-woven rug, her silk robe fluttering behind her. Her face was flushed, her eyes wide with a manic energy that had become her default setting lately. "She used stolen money to humiliate us tonight," Lucy snapped, stopping in front of me and waving a manicured hand in my face. "There’s no way she made that much money on a few bottles of fermented grapes."

His silver hair … pale as winter moonlight, the thing that made him unmistakable to anyone who had ever seen him … fell back from his face as he closed his eyes. The door opened. “I just passed Miss Veronica in the corridor.” Lucas, his assistant, walked in already pulling a cigarette from his own pocket. He had worked for Damian long enough that knocking had become unimportant. “Couldn’t she sleep here? It’s late.” “She got what she came for. There was no reason for her to stay.” Lucas looked at him for a long moment. “You know,” Lucas said, dropping into the chair across from him and lighting his cigarette. “I am genuinely running out of options. I have gone through every brown haired woma

The day revenge had to be completed, so Vicktor would understand one thing clearly: Lucy was not a woman who could be discarded and underestimated so easily. “Finally, I can get away from Vicktor’s car,” Lucy muttered with a smile full of schemes. Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, her eyes fixed on the straight road ahead. Vicktor’s car grew smaller in the rearview mirror—far enough that it could no longer block her path. “You see that yourself, don’t you?” Lucy chuckled, then laughed louder. “I will definitely win. And you…” She glanced briefly toward the back seat. “…you will only become a pitiful girl.”