Lucy Steel Novels & Stories

He asked and she nodded again, cleaning her tear – stained face. “ What are your names by the way?” “ I’m Lucy..” She answered in her small voice. “ And this is my friend Anna… we’re Omega’s” She said quietly but he heard her anyway. “ Uhmm Lucy… What were you telling your friend here..? About the woman with the orange hair?” He reminded her. Lucy quickly glanced over at Anna who nodded her head as if saying “ You better speak up, you got us into this mess in the first place.” Lucy turned to look at the Beta. He didn’t look like he was going to hurt her so there was no harm in telling him right?.

I returned her smile. Lucy was one of my loyal workers in the company, as well as one of the best in the technology department. She was also a member of the pack. Just like Ellie, Meredith, and me, she also experienced the loss of her family members during the war and was left with her grandfather. She had come to me after a period of mourning, seeking a job, and I was happy to give her one after a short interview I conducted myself.

She stomped her foot, snarling under her breath, "Why are you getting so worked up over one dead bitch?" She then stroked her belly, a sudden glint appearing in her eyes along with a sinister, triumphant smile playing on her lips. … Upon arriving at Lowe Manor, Lucy disembarked the car with numerous gift bags in hand. She then tidied up her hair before pressing the doorbell. "What's the purpose of your visit, Ms. Hart?" Helena asked, remaining seated on the couch. She took a sip of coffee with an indifferent gaze, not bothering to look up. Lucy didn't even get a word out before tears started streaming down her face. She then fell to her knees with a heavy thud, looking up at Helena.

I couldn't even groan properly. “Someone help!” she shouted. “I need a first aid kit! Maids, where are you?!” Silence. Only the sound of the rain tapping the windows and my shallow breathing. Lucy cursed under her breath, then ran into the kitchen to fetch them herself. A moment later, she came running back from the kitchen, her hair a tangled mess and her hands full of supplies. She dropped beside me, opened the kit, and pulled out scissors and bandages. “You’re about to feel a hurricane of pain,” she muttered, then grabbed the handle of the knife.

But curiosity is clean. Especially from lucy a girl in the pack who carries herself with suprimacy, i heard people calling her lucy and their future The first time I saw her, I didn’t know who she was. She wore her power like perfume—overpowering and sweet, the kind that made your teeth ache. She was tall, flawless, with perfect braids and flawless posture. She didn’t so much walk through the halls of Stormfang as she commanded them. She cornered me the day after my training lesson with Zara.

I follow his gaze. Lucy. She’s pale. All color drained. Like she’s seen a ghost. “Have we met before?” Bowman asks her slowly. “You look… familiar.” Lucy doesn’t answer. She doesn’t hesitate. She bolts to her feet and runs out of the restaurant. My heart slams violently against my ribs. Something is wrong. Very wrong. I turn back to Bowman, my voice low. Dangerous. “Where do you know her from?” He frowns slightly. Thinking. And then he speaks.

Five years later Lucy’s POV The flash of cameras nearly blinded me as I stepped out of my black SUV. “Miss castle! Over here, please!” “Lucy castle! One smile for Vogue!” I turned slightly, offering them a small, practiced smile. Every step I took was poised and composed. The once timid, nerd girl now stood before flashing lights in a tailored crimson gown that flowed like silk fire. Which happens to be one of my designs. My name echoed in the air like music, and for the first time, I didn’t flinch.

outta the way" her English accent made her sound more snobby than she probably meant. After finding his eyes locking on who slid past him, he found himself looking at the back of a slender blone-haired female. Lucy. Most people would think Lucy is just plain rude but Claude thought she was a product of her environment, like Claude she was not of noble standing so, naturally she had thick skin and learned early on that being nice won't ever really get you anywhere so she gets to the point and backs up her words with her fighting skills. The last time Claude fought her she gave him a run for his money in close combat—as an Archer, so she's definitely a good all around fighter and talks tough f

"I know. Do you have any ideas?" Lucy was silent for a while, looking around. Finally, her eyes settled on a stick on the ground. She picked it up in her shaky hands and I looked at her in terror. She wasn't about to... "Lucy, what do you think you are doing?" "April, we need to get that diary. I can't lose it again. If we really know who Stacie is, I am going to stop at nothing to get my revenge." I was speechless as I watched her proceed towards the snake. She stood at a safe distance and prodded the snake with the stick.