Luke Castellan Lightning Thief Novels & Stories

"They're armed with silver bullets. We can't hold them off forever. We need another plan." Theodore fired a shot from the pistol he'd taken off one of the assassins before turning to me. "I just received a mind-link from the Beta Warriors," he said. "They've infiltrated every wing of the palace. We're losing ground. What's your command, my prince?" "The Shadow Guards," I reminded him grimly. Sarah ripped her claws across an attacker's chest before shoving the body aside. "We'll hold them off," she said. "Get to the tomb. Now."

“Hmm, what’s Vladya up to? I know it’s only him that can pull a stunt just like this one. His petty task of taking revenge has really gotten me angry! I’m done with this and I’ll end that bastard—” The doorbell rang. “Who dares to disturb me while I think?!” I growled. Luke came into my room and fixed a bow. Luke is a tall five foot nine young fellow. Luke is twenty-two and undoubtedly the youngest among the ten of my prestigious men. Luke always wears a black hat with his usual formal clothes. And he always has a cowboy toothpick in his mouth. His facial expression is the same as mine. His hat covers most of his face. When looking at Luke, one can only see his nose and his mouth. Luke is my

he growled. I faced him. "I think I know the lycan in your castle that's working for Dmitri." His eyes flashed golden. "Who?" "Andrew."

"You have betrayed your alpha, your pack, and the very laws of our kind. You will pay for your crimes." Luke snarled, his eyes flashing with defiance. "You have no power over me, old man." But Yarrow simply smiled, a knowing, dangerous smile. "We shall see." He raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning shot from his fingertips, striking Luke square in the chest. Luke screamed, his body convulsing as the energy coursed through him. And then, as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. Luke lay on the ground, his body smoking, his eyes vacant and lifeless.

And another. Cassius stumbled backward, his breath catching in his throat as the perimeter security was systematically, silently dismantled in seconds. From the pitch black shadows of the archway, a massive, heavily scarred figure stepped slowly into the blinding light of the chandeliers. His crisp white shirt was ruined. His hands were wrapped in dark tactical tape, dripping with fresh blood. His pitch black eyes were entirely consumed by a feral, apocalyptic hellfire. Lucian Sterling had arrived. And the King was ready to burn the castle to the ground.

The dwarf asked, referencing Luke calling the shadow my lord many times. "Just because he called it my lord doesn't mean they were one. Besides, who is this man in her vision?" Maudie continued to argue. "That is Luke Chambridge. He is a known associate of Stefan. I have brought the recommendation letter made for Luke by Stefan. I brought statements from the Dean of the Partha Octia University. In which Stefan bailed Luke out of serious trouble by blackmailing to no longer support the campus financially. Which is also against the law." Nate added shooting the witch a warning look. "I also brought Luke's transcript showing that he studied under Stefan for 2 years before coming to Partha Octia

Allison slowly walked near her. “If you know your mother’s powerful spells then you can do this. But you have to work it on your own, Allison. You have to find a way to defeat Thana. Work like Akira, think like Akira, spell like Akira and plan like Akira.” Allison kept looking at Zamini and then she remembered something. She opened the zipper of her bag and pulled out the object covered in the white cloth. She removed it and showed the antique silver dagger to Zamini whose eyes widened seeing it.

“He’s the president of the Road Wolves, not exactly a neutral party.” Luke gave me a look. “You really don’t know who he is, do you?” I folded my arms. “No. So enlighten me.” “He was the captain of the Queen’s Guard,” Luke said. “And he didn’t get that position by accident. If anyone knows how to track something like this, it’s him.” That stopped me for a second, then I shook my head. “I still don’t believe Kaelyn is involved,” I said firmly this time. Luke didn’t argue.

I looked over at him. "He is your mate?" he asked, his gaze flickering between Zander and me with curiosity. "Yes." "He is injured?" "He's just asleep. They shot him with a tranquilizer dart just as Luke showed up." I pointed at Luke. "He's a telekinetic." Thaddeus stared at Luke with respect. He may not have seen him in action but apparently, he understood how valuable his ability could be. "When he started waving his fingers they turned and ran away with their tails between their legs. Cowards," I muttered.

Expressing himself after years of keeping mute and letting his dad treat him like he was some second-class citizen made him feel lighter like a huge weight has been lifted off his shoulders. He turned on the light of the passage and pulled off his shoes before making his way towards the living room. He turned on the lights and had his life shortened by a decade by the sight of a stunning blonde in black sitting on his couch with her legs crossed at the knees calmly sipping his wine like she was the damn owner. " Who are you? " Lucas demanded hotly bringing out his phone from his coat. " I am calling the cops. " " I wouldn't do that if I were you, " Lightning said in a sweet serene voice reve