Luka Fat Novels & Stories

The minute they sense you're uncomfortable, it becomes their mission to make it worse. "It's been the same girl in the pictures three times now," Erika continues. "Awwww!" Geovany says laughingly with a fist to his mouth. "Did someone finally get whipped? The famous Daniel 'I'll be single forever' Zavaro finally stuck around for a few additional helpings? Ow!" he says as Mama smacks him on the back of the head. "Is that the girl's baby?" Erika asks seriously, and the room goes strangely quiet.

I teased weakly. He scoffed. “I was already half dead from that gas.” “Excuses.” “If I wasn’t weak, I’d have broken that guy’s arm,” he muttered. I shook my head slightly. “ You're supposed to be an Alph…” “ I'm a beta,” he corrected, “ but that doesn't mean I'm weak,I'm from a strong pack.” There was a brief pause Then he said, “you didn't even put up a fight”” My chest tightened. “ I know .”

What the fuck was wrong with him? “Sir, I feel better now,” Clara mumbled sounding a little husky. Wait, was she feeling this too? “Oh, sorry.” Lucian rushed to his feet and away from her as though touching her burned him. Clara rose to her full height, wobbling a little and Lucian rushed to her side in less than a second. Lucian let out a painful laugh, frustrated at himself for being in the same position twice in less than a minute. He hated this, whatever it was, he held no control over his actions anymore and that never meant anything good for him and those around him.

Across the screen was a message from Luka. “I am sorry. I had to do this. Only one of us was going to be able to log out. The only way that I will be able to get out, is if I beat the game. I love you Reyna and I am happy that you have helped me get this far. I will take it from here, just be safe out there. Until my last breath, I will keep fighting.”

Luka stared at the virgin. The virgin was a teenage girl in the last her teenage. She had a pair of innocent green eyes and some cute freckles on her face. She inhaled. “I knew that you are a good dancer but, unfortunately, your voice doesn’t sound good enough to make you a star.” Luka paused. She straightened her back on the chair. “Although you have the potential to be a star.” Luka waited for the virgin’s retort as the virgin was sitting in her sight, wiggling her two feet and biting her lips.

an example , “what kind of example “ I say fearing the worst “torture the a beheading at the clearing, like in the old days “ “What the actual fuck “ “ we told him it was a bit much but you know how he is when it come to discipline, he never listened to any one but himself “ “ A bit , this is crazy what is wrong with him “ “I know sweetheart but what can I do what can any of us do his the Alpha “ he said looking defited i know I remind him of his sister she was like me she couldn’t shift so they killed her , this is crazy people shouldn’t have to loose there family’s because of a stupid curse that non of us know a thing about .

“Hehe, do you think I'm still the same Juan Parker from before? You dare to mess around without knowing anything. This is First Dragon Club. Do you think that I’m surrounded by ordinary bodyguards? How childish!” Juan pointed at Luka and said smugly, “This is an expert door disciple, Luka Sanchez, who made his name all over Fusha. Do you know what a door disciple is? Hehe, you don’t, right? Then let me tell you, he killed 20 martial arts descendants from Fusha in a fit of rage! Even the 13 Majors of Fusha are nothing in front of him! He just needs to make several moves to take them down!” “Hehe, if he’s really that powerful, why is he here as your lapdog now?”

For a moment, he looks almost ethereal, a warrior’s spirit blazing within his small frame. Luka moves with a speed and precision that shouldn’t be possible, a wild, instinctual reaction driven by the godly power flowing through him. In one swift motion, he grabs the king’s wrist, twisting with a strength that belies his size. My father’s grip falters, the blade clattering to the ground, and Luka reaches to his back like I’ve done countless of times before. He brings forth a glowing blue sword and with one strike, one swift slice of the blade, the king’s head rolls away from his body.

Fatima took the tray from her as she arrived, placed it on the table and placed her hand on the woman’s shoulder. “Ava, this is Grace, Luka’s mother. Grace, this is my friend Ava who is looking after Luka,” Fatima introduced them. Grace hesitated but then looked up at Ava, ava found herself looking into the same eyes that Luka had. She smiled at the woman. “Hello, Grace. It’s nice to meet you. Luka can’t stop talking about you, so I have been looking forward to meeting you,” Ava said. “He has? Is he here?” Grace asked, looking around.

No one knew of what I had planned and the less people knew about it, the better it was for my wife’s safety. “Hello to you too, Vladimir” Luka teased making me chuckle. I placed my hands on his shoulders, massaging them as I waited for his response “your suspicion could be very right. Luka has studied in the best schools despite being away from his father. He grew up having everything a kid could ever dream of. He studied law, and against all odds, he refused to be alongside his dad. Then years later, he chose to start working with Lorenzo, but he was never seen referring to him as father”