Lucy Heartfilia Wallpaper Novels & Stories

'How could the world be this cruel to you, you were so innocent, you didn't deserve such a bitter ending,' Lucian thought with a bitter smile in his eyes reaching out to his pocket. Taking out his wallet, he opened it there was a photo of two young toddlers playing around, topless, with only shorts on, Lucian traced the other guy's face, and pecked his face as new resolution formed in his eyes, as he built a wall around his heart. With a cold expressionless determined gaze, he muttered, more of a whisper barely audible.

Her perfect smile exposed the shiny ,halo-white teeth behind those syrup sweet lips. Her shapely figure matched her perfectly glossy skin. Her pair of arched eyelashes gazed at me with a glimmer of hope in them. Her joyous personality was one thing I found so imtriguing "Am Lyza, you have to relax a bit. Am here to ensure you are fit for that big day ahead," she replied as she graciously made gestures in the air. It was then that the meaning her words stung my heart with reality and tears welled up in my tired eyes as I sadly gazed at her. I heaved and struggled to breath as I wished she could help me out of wherever I was but she just smiled at me.

she smiled. I got down from the bed, as I went to the window. Everything was so beautiful and green, but again, I couldn't remember it. "Please, let’s get you washed, Luna. We don't want to keep His Highness waiting." From the bath, light makeup, dress—everything—my mind was somewhere, trying to piece together anything, but I couldn't. My breath hitched as Lucy led me down the corridor. It was decorated with far astonishing pieces; the walls were littered with artwork, beautiful, rare artwork.

Lucy exclaimed loudly in surprise. Azura meowed softly, and Lucy squealed at how cute she was "I got her yesterday. It's a long story. Are you done with your gift?" I asked her. "Almost. I need to recheck the firewalls and make sure that it is easily accessible to everyone who is going to use it. What about you?" I smiled and looked over to her. "Why don't you have a look for yourself?” Lucy walked up to stand beside me and stared at the painting. Her eyes grew wide, and she was silent for a while.

before letting her to continue I said "no now only she came you want her to go that room I won't agree" Lucy replied "shutup and follow me" I simply followed her I seen the door of his personal room opened he never opens this room or he never let anyone enter into this room as soon as I entered into room I'm shocked the room is decorated in perfect princess theme the room's wall is filled with this little girl photos whole room is filled with toys I'm still in shock lucy said "do you want to hold her still if Aurthur see someone holding his girl think what will happen" after listening to her words I came back to sense and laid her on bed

Xandar couldn’t take his eyes off his mate, who never failed to look like an adorable curious cat whenever she was in a new place. As they walked along the corridor, Lucianne’s bright eyes scanned the large portraits of past Kings and Queens hung in frames against the beige walls. Her feet stopped when she reached the portrait of the late King Lucas and Queen Vera. Lucianne couldn’t help but feel a negative energy from King Lucas’s eyes, despite its lilac shade. And with Queen Vera, she couldn’t feel anything. The Queen was smiling but the smile carried no happiness, like her lips simply curled up for the sake of the painting.

I lowered my eyes, burying my emotions, then used the excuse of being tired to head to bed. Deep into the night, I stared at Carl's sleeping face beside me. He looked so handsome, so perfect. Who would ever guess such cruelty lurked behind it? I quietly got out of bed and unlocked his phone using his fingerprint. His wallpaper was a photo of Lucy. In the picture, she wore an elegant evening gown, seated at a grand piano, beaming as she held the World Piano Masters trophy in her hands. That trophy… should have been mine. A sour ache rose in my chest, and I couldn't stop the tears from spilling onto the phone screen.

We reached the end of the corridor, Lucas’ face turned dark and annoyance was etched into every line of his face. “No.” I was not aware of his one word answer this time however, because there in front of me was the last portrait of the collection. There sitting pride of place over the large double doors sat the biggest portrait in the room. Gazing up I found the beautiful face of Lilith smiling down at me. Her hair falling in soft waves over her shoulders and down her back. She wore a Victorian style dress, which puffed out around in a billowing sea of creamy white taffeta. Flowers adorned her neckline, and a book lay gently on her lap. Her eyes the same blue as her children.

She asked and Lila faced her. "Do I look like a kid to you!" "Somehow, you know whenever a kid is sad, Lolipops brighten up their mood. I know you love sweet so should I!" Scar asked and Lila rolled her eyes funniny. "Indeed, I'll take some milkshakes instead!" "Fine, let go!" Scar said and they walked out of the cybercell. Outside, Lucifer was walking towards his suite when Hellcat rushed beside him meeting his pace. "Don!" "What is it?" He asked.

Red said expectantly and Bertha nodded, giving Red her phone. With a faint smile, Red went to her room. She closed the door and leaned on it, emitting a deep sigh. Red turned on her laptop and opened her i*******m account, the last uploaded picture was on Lucifer's birthday where Red was feeding him the cake while laughing. Looking at it, broke her heart. She bit her lower lip, pulling her hairs. An involuntary tear rolled down her cheek which she quickly wiped off, "I wish I could have told you about my heart as well." She whispered to herself and sniffed to not cry.