Lucy Gray Baird Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

I replied placing the picture back with the other belongings. Just as I turned back to leave, Jarry's word's halted me in place. "That's not true. Sir Lucian loves you" he stated aloud halting me in my steps. "I watched him for years as he aimlessly searched for you. Many times he had drank himself to stupor. Many a times he had called out your name in his sleep" uttered Garry. "Don't defend him Jarry. That's enough" Lucian love me? That was a cruel joke!

Lucy doesn’t bend to get her cloak like I expect; she takes a step towards me, making her hips pop, she might as well be waving a banner that declares her a breeder. “You were so good tonight. I know the Pack had some losses but Ash is alive and her pup is going to be okay.” Lucy reaches up and tweaks one of her nipples as she speaks and that's enough to have me jumping out of my chair. Her eyes go wide as I storm around the desk and come to a stop in front of her. She’s short enough that I tower over her more than I do with Elle. I feel nothing for her, though; my cock doesn’t even give a half-hearted throb in response to her oiled-up body. In the past I would have at least looked my fill b

“Are you going to take Storm Pack in a different direction than the past?” I furrowed my brow. I wasn’t sure I had ever been more confused in my life, and I had been in quite a few situations as of recently. “I have.” Baird’s voice rumbled against my back. “And I will. I hope that I have your support, Alpha Grayson.” The man who the flowing hair, complete with gray highlights, stared at Serena, but spoke to Baird. “Who is this girl, Baird?” Baird moved his arm from around my waist and threaded his fingers through mine, squeezing tightly.

"I gave you an option, but it seems you’ve thought of another way besides marrying me. Still, this is no different from my original offer—for you to become my Mrs. Grayson." Lucia leaned forward slightly, her voice steady as she explained. "I thought my plan was perfect. If I divorce him and he finds out I’m marrying you, he’ll twist everything around. He’ll make me out to be the villain. When I fell down the stairs… I took the chance to pretend that the man I’d married, the one I remembered as my husband, was you." A faint smile touched Noah’s lips at her words. "You’re clever," he said, then slid a stack of papers across the polished mahogany desk.

How was I so completely lost to this girl? Lucy's fingers traced my jaw, her touch softer than I expected. "I think you're bluffing," she whispered. "The whole big, bad monster thing is just a cover. I think..." Her lips curved. "You're really just a boy who wants attention from some girl." Some girl? My eyes darkened as my hand drifted between her legs again, fingers teasing the edge of her panties. Lucy's breath stuttered, her entire body tensing as I slid the fabric aside and pressed just the tip of my finger inside her.

Griffin spun on his heel. And Scarlett headed for the bar with a jarring, empty feeling in her heart. She sat down on a stool and jerked in surprise when Lucy appeared out of nowhere by her side. "I heard everything," Lucy grimaced and held up two fingers to order them drinks. "The other girls didn't, but... I kind of danced with the dude next to your guys. I was curious." "Well... Then you know everything sucks right now..." "Nah, it's not that bad," Lucy smiled. "Griffin is madly in love with you. It was written over his entire face, and all you need to do is wait a year to get him. You will be fine."

—Okay dad, when are you going to see grandpa? —I've been talking to him, apparently this time I'm convincing him to come live with us. -That is great. - at that the girl looked at her —Can I come live with you? — Santiago opened his eyes wide when he heard his daughter, the beautiful woman had definitely taken over the heart of her little daughter. Luciana couldn't help but laugh when she heard it. —Would you leave your daddy alone? — The girl looked at her father, who made a tender pout to continue the game.

The Dark Lady’s POV Feeling Brian leaving, I sigh. My goodness, I thought he would never leave. Lying in this pathetic body playing as if I was almost dead, really. Opening my eyes, I just stared at the room. It was very girly and really not to my taste, but it would have to do. My plan was going better than I thought it would. Seeing that I was now alone in his room, I could use my ability to turn into anything to follow him to see what he would do. I closed my eyes again and turned into a fly. Lucy’s body was lying on the bed. I made sure that she was in a coma of sorts so I could use her without her interfering with my plans. I saw what Brian did to Hailey, his anger towards her. I knew h

My fingers felt cold. Then I saw a message from Lucy. It was a photo. She was lying on Bailey's chest while he slept, his skin covered with marks that told the whole story. She looked straight into the camera, smug, as if she'd just won some kind of twisted game. Below the photo was a line of text. [I know you two haven't done it in a while. He's been with me this whole time, and he can't seem to get enough of me.] I stared at it for a few seconds before letting out a short laugh. My chest ached, but mostly… I felt free.

“You don’t have to be like this with me. You can talk to me about anything. You know that right?” With a sigh, she slumped in her chair. “I do, but… this is still difficult. I have something I need to ask you, and you might not like it.” “Ask,” I said, encouraging her. She inhaled deeply, then exhaled. This seemed to rally her, because she leaned forward towards me, her elbows on her knees, her hands clasped together. “I spoke with Grayson today, and he and Richard have a new theory. Or, well, a possible… treatment, I guess, that might help me reconnect with Lucy.”