Lucy Marie Novels & Stories

Marie snapped, “I wonder what princess Eva will say when she finds out that you spoke to her sister like this. How will the king and queen react to this too,” Lucy blanched. Fear and horror flashed in her eyes but she was quick to school her features again to look like she did not give a fuck. If I had not been standing close with my whole attention focused on her, I would not have noticed. I was so sure I’d have thought she was fearless. “Oh, little miss lost but found princess can’t defend herself so she needs to run to mummy and daddy and—” Lucy was cut off mid sentence and a shocked cry left her mouth as Marie raised a hand and without hesitation, she slapped Lucy across the face.

Maria asked. Luciana was a bit dumbfounded and unable to speak , especially seeing the way Maria stared deep into her eyes to get answers. " I'm sorry my lady, it's really nothing serious, I only have been with the ladies, making sure that we are able to fix the pack the way it should. That's why it appears that I am busy these days my lady", Lucy replied. Maria laughs hardly and stared even more deeper into her eyes. " You've quite forgotten that I know you Lucy and I know when you lie as well. You've been with a man , haven't you?",Maria asked.

Lucy borrowed a phone and ordered her subordinate to bring Steven to the city hall to register the marriage. The subordinate hesitated. "Ms. Quinn, Mr. Zimmer's condition still isn't stable. I'm afraid he can't make it in person—" Lucy's voice turned icy. "He's the one who drove Zack away. This mess is his doing. As long as he's still breathing, drag him here if you have to. He's signing those papers!" By the time Lucy finished registering the marriage with a barely conscious Steven and somehow dealt with the reporters outside, she was completely drained.

Lucy moaned against my lips as we kissed passionately at the fire exit of the building, where Amara’s party was in full swing. It was just eight in the evening. Lucy and I just came back from upstairs after we put our little girl to bed because she fell asleep in my arms. Luciana Aila, or Lily. Our five-year-old daughter. The one we conceived in the underworld. The Underworld Princess of Mischief. My hand landed on Lucy’s ass and I squeezed it hard before I felt a presence behind me, as Lucy did. We immediately untangled ourselves from each other and turned our bodies around, where we saw Amara standing a few feet away, looking at us.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

Escaping on foot will be tough. “There is no way out of this house. My guards are all over my property.” “Where is this?” “Rest, Caterina. I’ll explain everything in the morning.” “My name is not Caterina! I’m Lucy!” Whatever sick play he’s trying with me, I wasn’t getting roped in it. I’ve heard of unsatiated rich men who use their money to make their wildest fantasies into reality. He might be one of those. It’s just my luck to land in this kind of predicament. Why couldn’t I be some lost daughter of a royalty?

But, in reality, it had been nothing more than a dull croak that even her attackers would have had trouble hearing if they had not been close enough to feel her terrified fast breathing on their covered faces. To say that she went quietly would have been a lie. She tried as hard as she could to fight them off, but the fact of the matter was she was but one woman and there were too many attackers for her too handle. It would come as no relief to her as she did not even know the woman, but Alice Cuthbert would have lost a fight with these odds too and she was David’s best warrior.

This was my chance to break free, and I'd be damned if I let it slip away. Lucifer leaned forward, his piercing eyes boring into mine. "And what exactly do you want to do, Luella? What grand adventure are you so eager to embark upon?" I faltered, the fire in my gut sputtering. Fuck. I hadn't thought that far ahead. "I don't know," I admitted, hating how small my voice sounded. "Not really. Just... something. Anything that isn't this." My father's lips twitched, a ghost of a smile playing at the corners. "Anything? My dear, you're the Princess of Hell. The world – all worlds – are at your fingertips. And yet you stand before me, petulant as a child, with no real plan?"

It seemed that this gentleman wasn't just treating Maria special, he had the same approach for all girls! So, the first girl shot Charles a flirtatious glance, and said coyly, "I'm Lucy, Canada, and I'm the most famous and youngest pianist in our country..." She was only halfway through her sentence when Charles' gaze had already moved away from her, his eyes lowered, indifferent. Lucy was immediately at a loss for words, and concluded her self-introduction sullenly. The next one, upon seeing Charles' indifference, felt a bit strange. He did not even nod with the same politeness he had shown Maria and Linda.

But since he didn't feel like sealing it up, he'd delightedly hand Martha over to Lucy. Lucy happens to be the only female Hitman in working for Felix, she was once Ramirez's girlfriend but broke up with him when she caught him getting all smooched up with another bitch in one of Felix's night bar. She's tough and brutal, which happens to be what Felix admires more in her. She was on leave, she took permission to go on a vacation which had lasted for a while now. And now he thinks her vacation has come to an end, and should resume her work immediately. His lips slowly tilted upwards from a side into a viscous smirk that got Martha in a more palpable state.