Luke Russo Novels & Stories

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

An elderly man caught Cruz shut and a look at him, a smile sprouted on Jessica's distraught face. "Mr. Jimmy Luke!" She exclaimed excitedly, pulling his attention to herself. Jimmy Luke was a renowned fashion designer in his early 50s yet very handsome and stocky with his long gray hair which he always packed in a neat ponytail. His eyes were chestnut brown, equally well dressed in a black tuxedo. He was one of Jessica's favorite designers which she follows on all social media. She realized she had gone over bored and she just bowed her head lightly to apologize.

This time it’s Alexander who asks. “I think so,” Luke replies and I fight the urge to coo. Luke is known as the bad boy of the group, the heartbreaker. With his full sleeve tattoo on his left arm, and his many piercings, he’s often believed to be the most difficult member to work with, but in truth, he’s just a big baby when you see him behind the camera.

Thus, he was willing to sacrifice his life for her. "I don't have any more questions." Rachel smiled when she saw the determination look in Luke's eyes. "I just didn't expect that you, Luke Jones, the gang leader that rules Merchant City, to be such a loyal and loving man." Luke glared at Rachel indifferently, "Is it weird?"

"I do Evans. And I will not hesitate to shove it to your face when you behave like an arrogant brat." I yank my arm away from his grip and limp forward to the entrance of the school building. I sigh in relief when I don't feel any grip on my arm trying to tug me back. Seems like I won this time. The only stain in my perfect academic life is Luke Evans. Tall with messy black hair and ocean blue eyes and sharp cheekbones with an aquilinity of a nose and pink lips that seem to glisten with a touch of Victoria Secret Pink lip gloss, Luke Evans is a walking handsome disaster. His chiseled abs and broad shoulders are just as thick as his lethal reputation as the most notorious badboy of Riverdale

"Once upon a time I was married to a musician who smoked every once in a while, but that is the limit of my experience." Rico laughed softly. "I am fairly certain that your friend can help you," he said, winking at her. Luke took one of the joints and lit it. He puffed a few times. "Like this," he said. He inhaled some, held it, and then exhaled. He handed her the joint. "Whenever you're ready," he said, and began to film again. Bella tentatively took the joint and put it to her lips.

Luke strolled in late, oozing his usual lazy charm as he sat down. He studied Alexander, his gaze sharpening a little. "You’re different after Southwest China." "A little softer around the edges, but there’s an edge in your eyes. Something happen? Or someone?" Alexander ignored his teasing, his eyes fixed on the rolling green hills outside the window. "Lisa and I are together." Luke’s hand froze mid-air as he lit a cigarette, the flame hovering for a second. He raised an eyebrow, suddenly interested. "Oh? Finally got her into bed? Was she worth the wait?"

I can’t decide if I should make him breakfast, an extra-large coffee, or six shots of vodka, as he looks really exhausted like a tired pigeon. Ryan nods without giving me any attention while his hands' movement increases. He looks like Flash working with papers in a government bank. I leave him to do his work and walk towards my table. *Tring* "Hello?" I speak as I get seated in my chair. "Ethan! Hi, this is Rita. How are you?" A flirtatious, girlish voice comes from the phone. This bitch.

“ SOMEONE GET ME DAYNA, NOW!!” He rushed to the Alpha’s floor together with Rosie, who refused to be left alone again, and some warriors and guards thinking something had happened to the Alpha. Only a few people had access to Lucious' apartment, Kai included so he got in with only Rosie and the healer. They all rushed in to see the Alpha hovering above an unconscious Haven yet again. “ This had to do with you right? ” He asked again. “ You don’t know what you're saying.” Lucious replied, walking pass him. He resumed his pacing , glancing at the door which was still locked.

He pulled Luna and sat down, then said to Butler: "You sit too." Luna frowned. "Are you here to research something big?" Butler laughed: "Ms. Waltson, no, it's news that I found Luke." "Luke? the guitarist you guys were talking about in Second Uncle's band? " Wills Watson nodded: "It's him. If we find him, perhaps we'll be able to find out what kind of story happened between them." After he finished speaking, he said to Butler, "Tell me about it." Butler nodded his head: "Luke's wife is Korean, so their family is currently living in Korea. He is a guitar teacher from a Star Creation Company, after I found his contact method, I called him and confirmed that he is Luke himself."