Luka And Adrien Novels & Stories

Luca’s expression shifted — almost imperceptibly. “That,” he said, “is the problem.” Adrian stood by the floor to ceiling windows of his office — city lights stretching endlessly below. He did not turn when Luca entered. “He made it home,” Luca said. Adrian’s shoulders loosened — just slightly. “And?” Adrian asked. “He is furious.” A breath left Adrian — something between relief and regret. “Good,” he murmured. Luca stepped closer. “You are losing perspective.” Adrian turned now — eyes darker than usual.

Gesturing Alpha Kylo to continue. “The Luna, the myth you all have heard of, started off as a human. Not being able to transform into wolf form. Both parents were wolves, but there were no signs of her being a wolf. Getting a cut, she would take just as long as a human to heal.” Kylo’s tone went soft. Trying to gather the words. “But the myth was not just a myth. Her name was Alexandria.” Keeping his eyes fixed on the ground. “She was…” Folding his lips to hold back his tears.

As soon as the words left him, Logan’s lips claimed Olivia’s. She froze, unable to catch up with what he was trying to do, but Logan didn’t seem to be fazed by the clapping around them. Olivia’s heart pounded against her ribcage. She didn’t answer the kiss yet couldn’t think clearly enough to push Logan away before it was too late. The voice, booming though the massive room, was loud and powerful enough to silence everyone, even those who cheered and clapped. “Get your filthy hands off my Luna!”

I couldn't quite put my finger on it. "Don't stare too hard," Dante said, his voice cutting through my thoughts. I realized I had been watching him a little too intently. "You're a married woman and a Luna," he continued, his tone icy. "You wouldn't want people to call you an adulterous Luna, would you?" I shook my head, opening my eyes wide in surprise. How could he think that I could ever do something like that? I looked at him, my face burning with anger. Just as I was about to speak, I heard Drake's voice. "May I have this dance?" he asked, holding out his hand. I was about to respond when Dante cut in.

They both chorus , Taking a fewer step closer to me with their head to the floor . "But I already said I'm less available for this and you can't be talking to me with your head to the floor ,I don't bite neither would I hurt you if you stares at me "I mumble. "We are sorry ma'am,but we would be defying the order if we stares rightfully at the Luna face "they both mutters . "And who is the Luna if I may asked ?"I retorted ,not knowing how to respond and also their sudden tendency for respect and how they were so passionate about it all .

His Lycan demanded they saw to the needy female who was yelling for their notice. Beta Storm and Gamma Adams shared a look. They both had found their chosen when they were freshly past twenty but had seen the desperation of affection for a Lycan. ‘The Alpha sure is about to combust.’ Gamma Adams observed through mind link making sure to keep out of his Alpha’s head. Beta Storm gave him a deadpanned look, and remarked sarcastically, ‘What was your first clue?’ ‘Aren’t you such a delight to converse with?’ Gamma Adams retorted unamused. ‘This meeting shouldn’t even be taking place when he is as edgy as he is now.’

"I've read all the books about my family and none of them say anything about me having a brother." The man in the bed let out a small chuckle. "There is so much about your past that you don't know, Luna." I felt a surge of anger at his words. How could he claim to be my brother when I had never heard about him before? "Tell me the truth," I demanded, my voice firm and unwavering. "Who are you really?" The man's expression softened, and he reached out a hand towards me. "My name is Lucian," he said softly. "I know this must be hard for you to believe, but it's true. We share the same father."

Lucian's voice dripped with sarcasm. “You bastard!” Enzo lunged at him with a punch on his face. “What have you done, you animal.” “We're all animals, fool.” Lucian retorted, cleaning the blood that dripped from mouth. “Ouch, that was a hard punch.” He said, keeping his gaze on Enzo looking out for frustrated he was already.

At our joint engagement party, my best friend and I both left with rings on our fingers. Sabrina Vale was marrying Luca Marino, the boy I’d loved for ten years. I was marrying Adrian Calloway, the man every society columnist in New York swore was obsessed with me. When it was my turn to make a toast, Sabrina brought up an old bet and grinned at the crowd. “Let’s see whether our princess already has her fiancé on a leash.” The guests started chanting for Adrian to smear engagement cake across my face. His hand stalled. For one stupid second, I thought he’d put the plate down and stand beside me like he always promised he would. Then Luca asked if Adrian was whipped before the wedding had even

“Do you know a cure?” Eric shook his head, pushing his light-brown fringe off his eyes. Physically, he was the middle ground between the fair-haired Liam and brown-haired Jules. He wasn’t quite as gorgeous as Liam—no one was—but Eric was still very lovely. Definitely prettier than him. Jules was glad. He was A-okay with being the plain Joe of the family, and he wanted Eric to have it easier. Because as much as it sucked, an omega’s worth to their family was still in their marriage prospects. Jules had heard that things were different in Kadar for omegas, but Pelugia was still stuck in the dark ages when it came to social issues like omega rights.