Lucy Kincaid Series Novels & Stories

After a much-needed shower, Lucy stood in a tiny silk nightgown drying her hair while opening her laptop at her desk. She pulled out her family's ancestor book, as she was starting to fondly think of it. With some time to herself, maybe she could research more about the full-blooded nymph who met a human and started their bloodline. Carefully she turned the pages, feeling a sense of wonder at the information at her fingertips. She had read other ancestors' accounts of an ancestor named Iris Eudora. She had been blessed with a long life and had met many of her descendants during that time. It sounded strange how long Iris had lived, and Lucy hoped there were more accounts of her.

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "

Steven cautioned: "Be careful. Vomiting too much can be hard on your stomach." I inquired: "How is the investigation on Lucy Lansworth going?" Steven revealed: "That's the second thing I wanted to tell you tonight. Lucy has gone to Clanstand to study." I stared at the screen, shocked. What a coincidence. Two days ago, Steven discovered that Lucy was actually the daughter of the maid in Cindy's family, not a relative like we originally thought. Lucy's father passed away when she was eight years old. Since then, her mother had been working as a maid for Cindy's family. Lucy was able to complete her medical studies with the financial support from Paul Lansworth.

*KINCAID'S P.O.V* A SMALL KNOCK roused Kincaid from the bed. He groaned awake and stretched his arm across the king-size bed. Maybe it was Adrienne, a flowery bloom of hope filled his chest as he waddled to the door and opened it. His hopes were dashed on the floor as he saw Lucy standing on the other side of the door with a bright smile on her face. "Good morning, Kincaid," she said, ignoring the slump of his shoulders. She strutted into his room like she owned the place and threw open the curtains.

Ten years after Mirabel's death, Lucy sat in her home office writing the epilogue to her fifth and final book. Outside, she could hear the sounds of family life: William on a conference call in his study, the twins arguing about something in their room, Catherine's music drifting down from upstairs.

She pleaded. I sighed heavily as I started off with the books I filched from the librarian, the reading of a fairytale Lycan rule and the information I’d gathered. I told her about the raid and the family journals that Constable Myra had. With each word Lucy’s eyes got wider and wider, her gaze darting more to the window to see her mate patiently waiting outside. “My Goddess…” she finally whispered, her hand playing with the bracelet on her wrist. “It all makes sense.” I was more puzzled than ever as she sat there, neither of us talking. After another minute or two, Lucy finally spoke. “Adam’s a Lycan.”

LUCY I can't move. People flow around me like I'm a rock in a river – reuniting families, businessmen on phones, a child crying for ice cream. The announcements keep echoing overhead, something about baggage claim, but the words don't land. My wife. Kelvin's voice loops in my head. My wife. My wife. My wife. "Lucy." Patricia's snap cuts through the fog. "The bags. Now." She's standing at the luggage carousel with Diane. Kelvin and Miranda are already gone – I didn't even see them leave. How long have I been standing here?

Lisa After Lucious leaves to get the herbs that his mother needs, I spend the rest of the day alone in the house. I could've gotten the herbs for his mother, he didn't have to go there to get herbs. I just don't want Lucious to do anything that will cause problems. Lucious promised me that he wouldn't kill anyone for those herbs and I believe he will hold true to his word. I Don't know much about those mountain pack, but from listening to the things that Jax's was saying, they Don't seem to be very friendly people.

Katherine never failed to remind me of the need for the Alpha's pups. "Hello, ladies, who are having pups?" Lucian arrived happily swinging his niece Sherry in his arm. The little girl was squealing. "Alice," Rain replied, making me choke on my drink. She was a loudmouth. Always blurting out wrong things at the wrong time. Lucian looked at me dumbfounded. "What?" "Ignore her, rain is just being Rain. Did you eat something? Kids must be hungry." I said trying to change the topic.

“You think this is the end of everything. But this is only the beginning. I will return—no matter in what form. And when that time comes… you will understand what it feels like to lose.” Vicktor didn’t waver in the slightest. “Leave before I truly lose my patience.” Lucy froze for a moment. “You lost that patience a long time ago. You’re just not honest with yourself.” Without waiting for a reply, Lucy turned around and walked away. Her heels clicked against the marble floor, echoing with a long, chilling resonance. A servant followed behind her, carrying the suitcase. When they reached the living room, Kelly stood frozen near the sofa, clutching her doll tightly. Her eyes widened at the sig