Luthor Harkon Novels & Stories

Romona smiled crossing her hands around his neck. Non know to them that someone was secretly taking pictures of them. Author nodded with a smile, just then he got a call from Luthur. " Yes.. tell me how is going?" " We're on our way back home" Luthur said " What so soon?" Author whisper yell. " It was an easy mission so don't worry and as for Lucas he has been arrested for murder and assaulting his maid's" " That's what I want to hear" Author smirked dangerously. " That's what he gets for messing with my woman. By the way, how is Rita?"

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

I heard a voice say. I turned to where the sound was coming from, the filing office. I went to reach for the light, but he grabbed me. “I like the dark better.” He said. “You killed my father.” “And I'm going to kill your mother too.” “Why are you doing this?” “Your mother is an obstacle.” “You have me alone why don't you just take me?” “It's too easy. I'm playing a game, sort of like hide and seek.” “What did you do to Sarah and the others?”

Matthew smiled as he looked at his leader, who also looked at him, before he smiled as he said "You're a good speaker too. That's amazing. I hope your tongue is as good as your actions." The Dark King said, moving an energy stone in his hand, before looking at the giant in front of him “You cannot join us, unless you prove your loyalty.” The giant, who was in front of him in the form of a normal human, looked at him "You have the right, sir, to ask for what you want?" “I want you to bring me the werewolf kingdom’s Luna. I want Lucian mate .” The giant's eyes widened slightly, but he could not refuse his master's order. This was the only way he could join the dark soldiers and take revenge on

How could he be speaking in such a logical manner about something so terrible? But Alira looked at him as if he had lost his mind. “Covered?” she repeated, her voice low and sharp. “No one has Ladon covered. No one! He’s the hunter of worlds. He devours. He doesn’t stop until everything is ashes. You’re telling me not to worry?” For a moment, the room trembled with her rage and fear. The lights did flicker, Kate gasped, and Kira's hand instinctively went to her dagger.

A dark sweatpant hanging loosely from his waist while his chest was bare naked to my ogling eyes. My throat suddenly felt dry. Very dry. The sight of his broad shoulders alone was enough to make my brain malfunction. Water still glistened on his skin. Tiny droplets slid down his chest. Down muscles I absolutely refused to stare at. Unfortunately my eyes weren't cooperating. "Lilith." I forced my gaze upward. Big mistake. Because his eyes were already on me, so intently. And there was something dangerous in them. Something that immediately made my pulse quicken. "Y-yes?"

Logan said, his tone slightly positive as he held Aurora. "You are sure about it, right?" Lance came forward again, his eyes trained on Aurora. "Beta...Beta Reiner is the Silent Reaper. He is the one who killed the Lunas. He killed our mother." Aurora looked down, guilt etched on her face. "Without a single doubt," she said without hesitation. "He is the one." Lance looked like he wanted to shake his head in disbelief and barf from the shock of the truth at the same time. Suddenly, he punched a nearby mirror, spooking everyone. The glass shattered, blood streaming from the gashes and cuts in Lance's knuckles.

A pause. “Because I verified it.” No emotion. No explanation. Only fact. I shook my head slightly. “I can’t say that.” “Why.” Not curiosity. Not debate. Demand. “Because I’m—” I stopped. “That sounds wrong.” His gaze did not change. “You are what you are.” Then, as if to end the argument entirely: “I am Tyrant Luciano Zarkov.” A pause. “And I am a rogue who took this continent.” His eyes locked onto mine.

he adds, his tone turning more serious, "you need to be careful, Vance." "Careful how?" "I've heard about her ex-husband," he explains. "Xarion Luther. Alpha of the Aethonix Pack. And from what I understand, he's not exactly… out of the picture." My whole body tenses at the mention of that name, and I feel my wolf stir inside me, bristling with irritation. Xarion. Of course. "Yeah," I mutter, my voice tight. "He's still around. More than I'd like."

And that girl was Yelena YEGOR Gordeux. "I don't mind spending half or more of my wealth as long as the Aslanovs is entirely wiped out. I'm sick of hearing their name at the top of the Mafia Pyramid." Don Larkin, fifty years old, the clan leader of Hydra said expresses his deep repugnance to the Aslanovs. He's a powerful politician in the City. With his power in the government, he can easily cover up his illegal activities and dirty businesses from all over the globe