Lucy X Erza Novels & Stories

I hold back my tears, and before I can stop myself, I go to hug her. “Oh, Lucy!” I step back and smile widely. “It’s me, it’s me! Elara.” “I…I don’t understand.” She takes multiple steps back. I shake my head slowly and spread out my arms. “The one maltreated by the Virellis," I say. “Anya’s step-sister. The girl you took care of. Elara.” “WHAT?!” ~ ~ Lucy still cannot believe her eyes. She’s still staring in complete shock. Even after telling her some memories and explaining everything that happened so far. Lucy remained frozen on the bed.

Ely's answer was elusive. He does not want to spread or tell others about his private life. He considers Lucy a friend, but you're not that "CLOSE" yet for her to tell the young man about her life. "Whose dress is this? It looks like it was measured on me." Ely promised while still massaging Lucy. "It's just that." Lucy mimicked Ely's answer, because the girl didn't answer him properly either. "ARAY! Will you turn me down ?!" Lucy exclaimed and glared at Ely. Ely held his stomach and sighed excitedly. "What's so funny Ely? It's already a pain." Lucifer's promise.

Lucien was fourth, Kade fifth, and Lucy… thirteenth. This was getting serious. “What’s happening with Elena recently?” Lucien muttered, staring at his phone. “She even came second. At this point, she might beat Adrian by end of the session,” Kade added. “That’s why I said this is not Elena,” Lucy shot upright. I exhaled loudly. “Then who is she, Madam Lucy?” Kade teased, chuckling. “Elena can never beat me in business class. As far as I can remember, she has never beat me in anything,” Lucy snapped.

With Alpha Eric standing in front of her, Lucy felt her heart drop to her stomach. She felt a chill run down her spine as his massive, menacing form stood tall in the doorway, his stern eyes locked on her. Lucy realized at that very instant that she was in serious jeopardy. Lucy," Alpha Eric's voice boomed, cutting through the silence like a thunderclap. "What is the meaning of this?" Lucy's throat went dry as she struggled to form a coherent response. She could feel the weight of his gaze bearing down on her, his piercing eyes seeming to bore into her very soul. She knew that she had to choose her words carefully, for any misstep could spell disaster.