Lucy Score Stand Alone Books Novels & Stories

I leaned back in the chair, the last light of the sun flickering across the pool like flames, and let myself savor the thought. Lucy. Elegant, bitter, beautiful Lucy. I remembered her from the old days — her cold smile, her pride, her disdain for the people who pretended to adore her. She’d aged well, I imagined. Bitterness has a way of preserving a woman. And that bitterness was exactly what I needed. Her son, Louis, still tied to the Augustus family through that pathetic little wife of his — and all of them tangled in the same web of scandal, guilt, and greed. Lucy would be the perfect partner. She hated them enough to do anything I asked.

I am so glad you are checking out my other works. I have a small series of 2 books and 1 other standalone. If you enjoy reading these werewolf stories then please go check out these books: The Lycan King's Scarred Mate (book 1) The Alpha's Forbidden Lycan (Book 2) Each book follows a different couple, so you can either read them separately or together in order. Also book 1 has both books if you just want to continue to read without switching.

He realized then that Steven must have secured something devastating during those final moments in that room. --- The Chancer Residence Lucy lay on her bed, scrolling through the useless suggestions flooding her group chats. Frustrated and restless, she turned off her phone and hurled it aside.

She whispered to him and Amara just nodded. Lucy is holding the books because now, she is a student librarian of the school. He became an Assistant because of the help of Ms. Capa. The young man is still not satisfied because this allowance is insufficient. The three of them seemed to disappear like bubbles. They don't even get together and get to play. Lucy also refused Phoenix's studio because it was her friend who was moving away from her. He could not understand because the wind suddenly changed. If they used to simply hang out and talk, but now it's as if their friendship is quickly forgotten. "Ms. Capa." He calls the Teacher who has just entered the Library.

THIRD PERSON'S POV Lucy sat on her desk, her head in her hand. Books scattered around on the table. She pressed on her temple, as her brain worked like a machine in override. She exhaled loudly and picked up one of the papers. Her eyes scanned it as she picked another. She dropped them and picked up another. “Something isn't right… Why can’t I see it?” She muttered to herself. Her eyes scanning the papers on her table. “I need to win this case, and I can only do it if I find that piece of evidence. It would be the turning point in the case, the last nail in the coffin.” She thought to herself.

Some of the women stood in the strangest poses; Lucy had to cover her mouth to keep from giggling like an idiot. She looked up and saw a romance from one of her favorite authors that was out of print. She stood on her tiptoes to reach it, but she was too short. She growled under her breath. This was one of many instances where she hated being short. Where was a tall person when she needed one? She stood on her tiptoes one last time to try to reach the book—as if by sheer force of will, she’d grow three more inches in the process—when a voice said, “Let me get that for you.”

She yanked it open, swept into the hall, and let it slam behind her, the sound rattling the shelves and echoing like thunder through the library. Lucy stood alone in the silence that followed, her chest rising and falling in sharp breaths. Her legs trembled beneath her, but she remained upright. Not broken. Not cowed. For the first time in years, she felt something bloom inside her chest something fragile yet fierce. Victory. She had faced the woman who had haunted her life, and she had not crumbled. Patricia had left alive, but defeated. And Lucy knew, deep in her bones, that this was not the end. But for once, she had claimed the beginning of her own story.

She shook her thought away and again immersed herself inside the book leaving Devlin satisfied and unsatisfied with her small smile. It’s already afternoon when Lucy completed reading that book and Devlin still trying to figure out something. Lucy is also thinking about everything, whether she can find any clue and help him, after all, he is trying to be with her with what she also wants. But, she also couldn’t able to find any clue.

,Hannah stood at the door gripping Zander by the arm tight a shocked look on her face. "what? How?",my poor mate was shocked. " All I know from what my grandmother told me is that Lucy used to be considered the town slut. She partied all the time and did whatever she wanted no matter what her parents told her and at the age of seventeen got pregnant. They sent her away and she had the baby and was supposed to give it up but from what I heard she had somebody watch the child and raise it for her. Lucy was always really nasty after that and hated everybody. When she found out she was mated to Stan she was pissed he wasn't a higher rank. Beta is a good rank by the way, she smiled, she was okay

"We were family, Lucy. How can you throw it all away?" Lucy's gaze hardened, her voice firm as she pushed Darren away. "Family doesn't confine me or dictate who I should be with. Stanley is my mate, and he makes me whole. I won't apologize for following my heart." Stanley tightened his grip on Lucy's hand, drawing her closer to him. He leaned in and kissed her tenderly, a gesture meant to solidify their bond and assert his dominance over the situation. The act was both a display of affection and a deliberate challenge to Darren, a reminder that Lucy had made her choice.