Lux Arcadia Novels & Stories

“Option A: rustic fairy tale. Option B: mafia chic. Option C: we fake our deaths and elope in Vegas.” Luca, leaning in the doorway with his casted arm crossed over his chest, raises a brow. “We are not doing ‘mafia chic,’” he says. “Or faking our deaths. We just survived an actual war.” “Exactly,” she says. “We earned a little drama.” “You have enough drama for seven lifetimes,” I say, plucking one board out of her hands. “What’s this one?” It’s a photo of long wooden tables under olive trees, strings of lights twinkling overhead, and simple white flowers in mismatched glass bottles.

"Everything is alive, Dahlia. Most people just don't know how to listen." We retreated to the manor in silence. Two hours to transform from cheer candidate back into High Arcanist. Two hours to become the version of Lumira Duskbane who could sit across from Alaric at the High Pavilion without embarrassing herself. Tonight wasn't just dinner. It was a date with Alaric - enough political capital and old-money charm to make Jaxon's Lycan heritage look like a footnote. A Sun Elf with lineage stretching back to the first sunrise, offering his arm and his influence like gifts I hadn't asked for but desperately needed.

"I was just joking." "I wasn't," Xander whispered in her ear, his breath warm. "I'm all yours." Grace smiled, feeling loved. Everything was perfect with him by her side. … When they arrived at Summitview Manor, Hestia had just returned. She got out of the car with an air of frustration, complaining about being tired. "That Madam Hawkins can really spend money. She almost shopped through the entire city. She really has a lot of energy." Grace took out the food one by one, smiling. "It must have been hard. Did you face her yourself?"

Arcadia turned around, tossed her bag of coins in the air, and caught it. “These places just don't have anything good.” She whined. It was obvious she enjoyed the men’s glares. She had tossed the bag so that they would know what they were missing out on. Arcadia grabbed Clarissa’s arm and escorted her out of the store, giggling. “Isn’t it nice to shop when you can choose what and where you will buy?” Arcadia giggled again. It was true that it was a different feeling walking into these stores, knowing that she could choose to buy out any of their wares for the season with the money Stefan gave them.

He wants to go home, go home to the woman he loves. After parking the car in front of the Ivanovs' big house, Luca let out a deep sigh. He's come to get Armadyl, the family's only daughter. When he got out of the car, he noticed the woman standing in front of the big door, dressed in a long A-line ball gown tulle glitter lace in cream. Armadyl looked stunning in her gown, but it did nothing to alleviate Luca's burden. Carnation is only his rest, no matter how beautiful the other woman is. He was restless with Carnation.

She said and took a sip of her hot chocolate. “This is quite tame and thrifty compared to my colleagues.” He shrugged, and she almost choked on her drink. “Tame!” She sputtered. Alaric’s house was tame?! Tame? How in the world was it tame? If that was their own version of tame, then what was their luxury? Did they leave in giant mansions and palaces? “There are a lot of pecks of being a teacher, Nox-Luminis. An elite teacher enjoys even more.” Alaric winked at her.

He, together with Dean, moved in compelling steps, their chins up and their eyes tantalizing. From the way Alric carried himself, anyone could tell he was a man of luxury. From the expensive fabric around his chest, to his golden watch and down to his signature shoes, anyone could presume he was more than twenty thousand dollars, right up front. Alric’s jaws seemed to have sharpened, his cleft chin looking more breathtaking. ‘The nerve of this married woman!’ Alana cursed. ‘She is flirting with my man!’ Alana bit her lip, realizing how she called Alric her man, and her ears burned.

Sophie definitely recognized Ella since they had met on numerous occasions plus she was extra friendly to her when they dirt meet for the first time, she quickly put a pause to the music that was playing in the room before approaching her and taking the initiative in speaking " Captain Leo told me that you would be here, I'm sorry that they room looks in a mess this are all my friends and thank you for back then you were a lifesaver" This was obviously the second time that Ella and Sophie was having a proper conversation since the last two of their meetings didn't end well since it was always Sophie in some sort of trouble, Ella replied while presenting a huge golden wine to Sophie " I guess

“You are right, my beautiful wife. I can drive any car I want, buy any house I want. No one can stop us now.” Her laugh tinkled like broken glass. “Then take me to Paris at month’s end. I want to walk beneath the Eiffel Tower, shop on the Champs-Élysées.” “Paris?” Luca smirked, full of drunken bravado. “Done. You can take whoever you want, buy whatever you want. Nothing is beyond our reach.” The couple’s arrogance turned heads—some envious, others contemptuous—but Luca noticed none of it. A waitress approached with the bill. Her voice was polite, her eyes betraying quiet pity.