Lucy Steel Novels & Stories

After cleaning up the mess that we’ve made inside her kitchen, Stacey led me to her living room and prepared some coffee and a cake. “Thanks.” “So, when did you and Lucy became friends?” she asked as soon as she sat on her couch across from where I’m sitting. I sip some coffee while having a flashback about the very first time that I met that crazy friend of mine. “We’re classmates ever since she started studying here in the country. Why did you ask?” “Oh, nothing. I’m just curious.” “Are you serious about competing with her?” I asked her. “Of course. Lucy Chasung is not a joke. She has a lot of money which she could use just to make every people help her to get Lucifer. And I just can’t let

Four of them walk quickly to reach the group of elders who waits for them at the long bench . " My daughter Lily is the prittiest and the youngest lecturer here I think ." Mrs Lucy tease Lucy who wear a soft purple suits with a length knee skirt and her three inches purple shoes . Her shoulder length hair and light make up made her look professional and tidy . " Well , whose daughter is she" Lily smile back at her mom . " Then mom , uncles , aunt Wilsa . I had to go now . I need to report to my head department first ." Lily bows to them and headed to the first building to the lecturers office .

It was, after all, within her. “There is another way,” Lucy appeared before her. Lucy’s face was deathly white, her irises blanched in death, her lips blue. She offered Aislen a bloodied knitting needle. “It hurts like nothing else, but give it a good shove, and you won’t be pregnant anymore.” Aislen danced back from the puddle of blood that formed around Lucy’s feet, dripping down her legs and staining her socks. “They don’t care what happens to us,” Lucy told her, her skin turning black and her body crumbling into dust before Aislen’s eyes, until nothing remained but a sticky pool of blood reflecting her own face back at her.

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.

"No," Lucy replied, careful to keep her voice steady, afraid of being recognized. She picked up her cup casually and added, "I've been feeling a bit under the weather. Just going to get some water." Without waiting for a response, she stepped out of the office and walked briskly toward the water room. Behind her, a few colleagues exchanged glances. One of them murmured, as if lost in thought, "I don't know why, but her back looks a lot like the woman from the news—Steven Cooper's former wife."

That's why Lucille intended to hurt herself. “I planned it, and I'll take care of it. I can do this; just tell Lucky and Mom that I am fine. I will message you for the next step. ” Ales could do nothing but leave Lucille, she quickly got into the car, and while driving, she looked at Lucille in the back; she could see that Lucille was difficult to stand up. She was just shaken her head but let go of what was happening. When Ales was far away, Lucille sauntered to Judiel's gate. "Help!" she shouted, it was hard to walk because she had lost a lot of blood. “Please, help me!”

LUCY "We're here, miss." I look up. The iron gates of Oakridge estate stand exactly where they've always stood. Tall. Black. Home. My hands shake as I pay the driver. The Uber pulls away. The gate's right there. Twenty feet away. I walk. My legs feel disconnected from my body. I knock. Metal against metal. The gate opens a crack. A man peers out, suspicious. "Yes?" "I–I need to c-come inside."

"Lucy." "She's a pediatrician at our hospital." "I'm just a resident," I corrected. Mom immediately pinched me. Hey, I was right, I just didn't want to exaggerate. "Yes, I know her from the mother and child department, first year resident" Luke replied. What? How did he know? Wasn't last night our first meeting? Or did he read my ID card? Ah that must be why he decided to save me from the bar. Now everything makes sense. What doesn't make sense is that me and him are going to be step-siblings!

And not feel bad about it. Abbey couldn’t. Until tonight. Lucy and Abbey went back a long way. They’d become instant friends when they met at university over ten years ago. Lucy had graduated and joined the police force since she could think of nothing better to do. A year later, she’d quit, stifled by the protocol and paperwork. She’d taken on odd jobs after that, and it was while working in a dry-cleaning store that she'd got her big break.

Always had been, and I had a soft spot for her that I couldn't deny. Lucy has been working as my assistant for the past eight years. She joined my company as a rookie, green behind the ears. She was supposed to stand in for my previous assistant who suddenly dropped news on me that she was pregnant and needed to stop working at the insistence of her fiance. I remember when Ted, my friend and partner, brought Lucy to me. I was reluctant to have an inexperienced lass working for me. I assumed Lucy to be a brainless beauty who was consumed in self-love.