Lucy Steel Novels & Stories

She squatted and drew the sword out, staring at it with wide eyes. "Lucy, is anything the problem?" Ralph inquired and got up from his desk, walking over to her. She quickly pushed the sword back into her desk, stood up, and smiled at him. "I am going out for a while. You can go and serve Deacon now." Ralph said, dropping a bag of meat on her desk. She gulped and grasped the bag; Ralph disappeared in front of her. Lucinda grumbled to herself as she walked down the corridor to the secret passage, "How am I going to kill him when he isn’t here? Or should I set a trap for him? I think I will do that." She thought to herself and pushed the brick into the wall. She entered the dark hole and held

“I’m AJ, Jax is my older brother. We are known more in the mercenary community as The Bloodblades.” Lucy chuckled. “The only reason they are called that is because they don’t clean up after themselves, let’s be honest.” “Ha ha, very funny.” Jax chimed in. “She is Dr. Lucy Steele. Also know as Dr. Shelley, after Mary Shelley, author of Frankenstein. Her knowledge in medicine and all things doctoring are mind-blowing.” “Aww…guys, that was really nice.” AJ chuckled. “Her attitude could use a little work.”

It was like the universe was telling her not to give up. Lucy had wanted to be an actress since she’d been a little girl and had starred in her first school play. She’d been a strawberry in a play about making sure you ate your fruits and vegetables. It wasn’t the most exciting role, but Lucy had loved it so much that she’d worn her strawberry costume around the house for a good month before her mom had finally put her foot down.

Carla “You think so? Why then did you dismiss me so quickly? I could give you a mirror to check your red face, you know?” I know there can be something special between Lucy and her right-hand man. She’s just too dense to see it. However, I will leave it for now. I don’t wish to scare my clueless friend, anyway. “Mmmhm! This steak tastes…” I don’t know how to describe it. I have tasted steak at various places, but this one is too different. Lucinda grabs her fork and takes a bite, also, but to my surprise, she also feels the same way.

I ask, "May I?" "Absolutely." Lucy's natural hair color is sandy blonde. In all her pictures, she looks happy. She played volleyball and graduated in 2015. Lifting her cap and gown photo, I say, "Lucy is 27 years old?" "Yes." "Are these her siblings?" Before she answers, the front door opens. A man enters the room. He greets her, "Hey Mom," then kisses her cheek. Tanya replies, "Hey, Carey. This is a friend of Lucy's. Carey this is Ajay."

“Check the entertainment pages.” I put him on speaker and opened my browser. The headlines loaded one after another like a series of small detonations. Adrian Cole Mystery Fiancée — Gold Digger or Cinderella? From Broken Engagement to Billionaire — The Calculated Rise of Lucy Vale. Lucy Vale a Gold Digger— Who Manipulated The CEO Into a Hasty Engagement After Her Failed Relationship. They uploaded everything. Raphael. The broken engagement. My father’s medical bills — reframed with surgical cruelty to paint a picture of desperation.

I wonder if Lucy truly knew what was going to happen to her in the end and if she was willingly walking this road, or maybe being deceived by Major that this was going to make her wealthy. I dial her number and press the phone to my ear. "Luneth?" Drexon said, trying to look at them still perched on the ground in the distance. He was struggling to get out of bed, and I could tell how weak he was because of the way he was reaching. "What do I owe the pleasure?" Lucy sounded as though we had been long-lost friends who were suddenly reuniting. "Lucy, what is this?" "My gift to you," she cackles, and I can imagine the roughness in her eyes. Even though fate had changed a lot of things, Lucy neve

"You're finally going to be cured, Luce." Sam's jaw clenched as Steve spun Lucy around. Cure, my ass. All Lucy needed was Sam's love and his cock. Fuck Steve. Where was he all these years when she needed him? When they all did? "Oh thank you daddy! Thank you!" Lucy cooed, excitement about graduation bubbling up inside her. She could be a functional member of society, not committing a crime daily. Wasn't that great? "Of course, baby. Daddy even won a Nobel Prize. It works, Luce. I can't wait to show you and your mom. Where is she?" Steve returned happily, pulling out of the embrace to look his step daughter in the eye.

The pale skinned beauty was incredibly passionate and challenged me mentality on so many levels; she was easily the most mature out of my group of girls and tended to look out for the others. Her best friend Lucy was all sorts of Asian beauty. She was an Australian-born Japanese girl who spoke near perfect English, her slight accent was caused from spending most of her early life being home schooled by her parents and only speaking in Japanese. Like her best friend Hayley, my raven-haired lover was slim of build, but taller—only a few inches shorter than myself—but Lucy was all legs. My lover's legs were absolutely perfect. Long and slender and shaped like a master artist had sculpted them a

“God, you should’ve seen her face. Red as fire. You shut her up in front of everyone.” Lucy gave a faint smile, shaking her head. “It was nothing.” Julia raised her brows, half amused. “Nothing? That was not nothing. That was… bold. That was you finally standing up.” Lucy leaned back on her palms, staring at the ceiling. “I just… got fed up. She keeps pushing and pushing. Today it was too much. I couldn’t stay quiet anymore.” Her voice was low, heavy with a mix of shame and pride. “I didn’t even think. My hand just… moved.”