Lux Arcadia Novels & Stories

Lucus said this with a very satisfied smile on his lips. Because it's true! For Lucus, his Omega would always taste better than any delicacy in this world. Emma's bedroom was adorned with personal touches, reflecting his taste and sensibility. The soft glow of the lamp illuminated the space, casting a warm and inviting ambiance. It was in this intimate setting that Lucus and Emma found themselves entangled together. Lucus hands found their way to Emma's waist, pulling her closer, while Emma's fingers tangled in Lucus's hair, deepening their embrace. Their bodies pressed against each other, with Lucus thrusting deep inside Emma, every touch igniting a spark of desire within them.

I cannot take my eyes off the scene. “How did you even convince them to come here and do this on the spot?” Luca smirks as he slides his phone back into his pocket. He pulls out a sleek black card from his wallet and holds it up. “It is all about the Benjamin, Sweetheart.” Of course. Nothing a buttload of Aldair money can’t fix. I have the urge to roll my eyes at him but I just end up smiling instead. Luca flicks his magical card and suddenly the whole disaster I was spiraling over starts to disappear. Who even does that? One second I am on the verge of tears, the next I am standing here watching him snap his fingers and summon miracles. We have less than thirty minutes to alter the dresses

“You say that like it’s a flaw.” Alessandro poured himself wine. “No, little brother. It’s a reminder. Passion makes you reckless.” The way he said it wasn’t about romance it was about war. Elena’s pulse quickened. Every word at this table felt like a move in a game she barely understood. The servers began to bring in dishes roasted lamb, truffle risotto, gold-rimmed glasses of red wine. The meal looked exquisite, but no one seemed to be eating. “You’ve built quite a life outside, Adrien,” Alessandro said, turning his glass slowly. “Businesses in Paris, connections in the East. I almost thought you’d forgotten us.”

In his eyes the street that seemed so foreign, he had never passed even he knew his whole life. "We'll tell you about the red juice, as well as the thing that bound Lyla and Irina Skarsgard." answered Loui firmly. *** It didn't take them long to arrive in front of a stately mansion – more magnificent than the Argent Family's new mansion in Mitchell Hills, Moonwood City. Luca turned the knob on the front door of the house, then ushered Loui and Archie inside. Charles Argent was sitting leisurely on the only single sofa – much like a king's chair. Immediately the three approached Charles, then sat around Charles. Archie, who seemed confused from the start, finally spoke – unable to stand the s

Sophie suddenly stood. “Well this is awkwardly intense,” she said cheerfully. “I’m going to get more champagne.” She disappeared quickly. Leaving Adriana and Luca alone. Adriana folded her arms. “So you cost me an extra two hundred thousand dollars.” “For a good cause.” “Still.” Luca thought for a moment. “I suppose I owe you something then.” “Oh?” “Yes.” He smiled slightly. “Dinner.” Adriana blinked. “You mean the dinner I just bought?” “Exactly.”

“I forgot my phone at home yesterday, and it's really important to me. I don't know if you can allow me to go back and get it.” Lucian's stare hardened, his expression unreadable. “You know I can't allow that. You are my Mano Beta, and your place is here with your Alpha,” Lucian said firmly. “Yes, my Alpha,” Adams replied dutifully, but everything around him felt repulsive—the food, Lucian, Lara, even the air he was breathing inside the mansion. “Can I be excused, my lord?” he asked, already getting up from his seat. “Where to?” Lucian demanded.

ARIA He didn’t stop there. “…glowing like fresh pastries out of the oven.” Lucian cleared his throat, but I swore his lip twitched like he was trying not to smile. Seriously. I sat down, pretending I hadn’t almost been knotted to death two hours ago. “We’re not late.” “You’re not on time either,” Clara added, raising her brows with a far too innocent tone. “Although I do support omega satisfaction, Luna... I can smell yours all the way from here.”

Not again! Aaron was trying to stand up and catch up to Alycia when he heard Adrian clap his hands. "Well...well! You're really amazing, Miss Zareta! Your theatrics were perfect!" shouted Adrian with equal emotion. "Adrian!" Aaron shouted back. "Why, Dad? I was right, wasn't I? Open your eyes Daddy, he's so good at theatrics! He's playing tug of war, Dad! She's saying that because she wants you to chase after her and then get on your knees and ask her not to leave, Dad! I don't know how many men she's fooled with tricks like this! Why can't you see it? She's nothing more than a slut and a gold digger! And I won't let you be fooled by her sweet face and mouth! No..." Adrian was about to conti

More posts. “She married money,” Lucas said casually. “That’s all this is.” Olivia looked up. “You think?” “She married power,” he corrected. “And now people expect something from her.” Olivia nodded. “Grace. Poise. Silence.” Lucas shrugged. “Instead, she danced in a club.” Olivia laughed again, but this time it was quieter. “Adrien’s family is going to love this.” Lucas smiled. “They already don’t.” “That makes it better,” she said.

Madame Grace led Sera down the hallway until they arrived at a set of magnificent double doors. As the doors swung open, Sera's eyes widened in amazement at the sight in front her—it was a lavish spa/ bathhouse, adorned with marble floors and elegant steaming pools that resembled Jacuzzis. Sera looked around in amazement. She had never been in a spa or a luxury bathhouse before. Her pack was small and comfortable but they could never afford the luxury to spend money on something as grand as a luxury bathhouse or spa, not to mention one of this size.