Lucy Marie Novels & Stories

I looked at Lyza who smiled at me before shifting my gaze to Abigael. Her eyebrows we're slender and fine below her amazing rapture blue eyes. Her Amazonian figure was not something I had seen some where else. Not to forget her unique sunrise gold hair that made me gasp again. She was in company of another lady whose sparkling beauty got me awestricken. "Your visitors are here," Lyza said as she proudly stood to usher them in. They proudly catwalked in as I respectfully stood up to greet them. "You are.... Charlotte Raisin," her soothing voice caressed my ears.

No matter what happens, I don't want them to get involved. Lucille Damian is my official name in the company. Some people look up to me and fear me. For a few months, I learnt how to be Lucille Damian, and for a few years, I was Lucille Santos. Since the attorney has entered my life, she has shown me who and what I truly am. I am Damian's heir, but no one knows I'm still alive. After all, the public knows me as Lucille, the faceless woman. All of my staff were forbidden from exposing what they believed I looked like as Lucille Damian. They had no right to harm me.

Catherine was glad that she was able to break the ice between her and Lyra so she thought that there is no time to waste. “Yes, and I think you have potential. What’s your name?” “Lyra Gomez,” she responded. Catherine pulled out a form and a brochure from her purse. “Well, Lyra, I think you should audition in this program. My mother runs it, and she’s looking for amazing ballet dancers. Today’s the last day so if you don’t mind would you come with me?”

"I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground." I flew in front of Elspeth and whispered to her ear, "Even you, Elspeth… don’t have the capability to overpower me."

When a car struck me and sent me flying, blood sprayed everywhere. It resulted in ruptured organs, so I begged my wife, Lucy Hathaway, to take me to the hospital. But she told me to endure it because her younger uncle, Alan Cooper, had surgery that day. To stop me from applying to a foreign institution, Lucy went so far as to lock me in a cold storage room kept at negative twenty degrees Celsius. “The chance to travel abroad has to go to Alan. He has nothing, while you already have all of my love. You should give him your future! “The chill in the storage room will help with your wounds. After Alan finishes his surgery and submits his application, you can go to the hospital.” The pain

She is friendly to all her consumers so I didn't read into it so much. I placed the cup on the counter and walked around to her. The guy, she talking to was handsome. He had all females' eyes of him and some males as well. As soon as we made eye contact, I smiled. "I am sorry to barge into the conversation." I said to him and turned to Ms. M. "I have to go, Ms. M." I kissed her cheek. "Lucifer is in the office today." She smiled. "I keep telling you to leave your cup on the table."

Now, everything felt so fragile, so uncertain. Once they were in the car, he drove slowly towards the park, keeping the conversation light to distract the girl. "What’s your name?" "Lucy," she replied, a shy smile tugging at her lips. "Lucy, huh? That’s a pretty name. You know, I have a niece around your age. Her name’s Sophie." Lucy’s eyes brightened a little. "Really? Does she like ice cream?" Angelo chuckled. "She loves it. What about you?"

Just then, the door opened but I didn't turn. "The coast is clear Faye but I think Luca's here. I saw his car outsi... why do I even bother?" I turned to face Lucy and my eyes roamed over her perfect hourglass figure, and her smooth brown skin, noticing she cut her hair. The locks that once fell to her slim waist now grazed her shoulders and curls fell on her forehead. I was a man with eyes and what I saw was something worth my attention. Lucy crossed her arms across her chest, a defiant look in her brown eyes. Her stance held strong and her hip cocked to one side.

He just didn't get why he had to be the victim of her unusual circumstances. "Why are you not saying anything? Do you still love that bitch!? She's no-" she began to rage. He hung up, the phone slipping down his face. These emotions were too nasty to carry all alone, he'd go home and get some sleep before they killed him. ~~ "I won't quit working at ACE, I'd try talking to Sean to know if I can switch positions, even if it meant a demotion or decrease in pay." She soliloquized. Maria lay flat on the bed, slowly collecting herself and her thoughts. There was nothing too big for her to handle, she reminded herself and she'd been through worse. How hard could it be to get back up? The answer, v

Jordy retaliates furiously. "Lucy turned twenty-one last month. We celebrated with dinner in our pack," Icyn clarifies. "She is not my mate. I will not marry anyone except Emma," Jordy declares, his voice thick with emotion as he battles the anger surging within him. Lucy was only twenty-one years old. When we first met her, she was just nineteen. Memories swirl in my mind, and I realize that I know Lucy's immaturity for what it is. She has been outspoken, naive, impulsive, and a sneaky little liar... Clearly, she never liked Jordy and is not willing to marry him.