Novel & Cerita Lux Series By Jennifer L Armentrout

Alexander He stared down at her as she looked up at him with those gorgeous, fearful green eyes. She had exclaimed in surprise when she hit his chest and had fallen hard. When she quickly scrambled to her feet, the hem of her tight uniform dress rode up slightly higher, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her creamy, smooth thighs. His dark eyes completely clouded over with lust as soon as he saw her in that vulnerable light. He violently craved the sensation of her soft flesh in his rough hands. Just visualizing her completely naked underneath him was more than enough to drive him wild.

At that, Ariadne’s gaze dropped to Alessia’s left wrist—where faint shadows of Caligo still lingered from training. “She carried Lux,” Ariadne said. “But not like the priests. Her Lux was… intuition, emotion, and memory. She could read rooms with frightening precision.” Alessia blinked. “Lux gave her insight?” “Yes.” The Empress paused then continued, “But she also carried something else.” Alessia’s heart pounded. “What?” Ariadne lifted her eyes again—dark and sharp. “Fragility,” she said. “And a secret.” Alessia’s breath caught. “What secret?” she asked almost a whisper.

The annual gala of Lux and Shine Jewelry Company that was held every year was never a small affair. It was held in a grand ballroom with enough lights to not create a single shadow and stunning decorations consisting of extravagant diamond-sprinkled chandeliers. Desiree and Sasha arrived at the event on the dot. Desiree's dress was a one-shoulder, floor-length gown made of shimmery silver fabric with a high slit on the left side. It made her look effortlessly elegant without even trying.

"Thought I'd stop by Apexlux tomorrow. You know, the place that supplies all those high-end materials." "Why Apexlux?" I shrugged. "Heard the owner's a friend of... someone I'm curious about." Jackson gave me a look. "You're digging into her life now?" "Research," I corrected. "There's a difference." He sighed. "This is going to end badly." "Probably," I agreed, still smiling. "But it'll be fun getting there." The next morning, I walked into Apexlux like I owned the place. The showroom was pristine, glass displays, imported materials, chandeliers that probably cost more than most people's cars.

I tried to sit up, but a sharp twinge of soreness between my legs made me hiss in pain. “Easy,” came his deep voice immediately. He was already there, gently guiding me back down against the pillows. “You’re sore. Let me take care of you.” I turned my face away in embarrassment, unable to look at his Majesty after everything I had allowed him to do to me. Only then did I realize I was no longer wearing my plain maid’s uniform, but a delicate, expensive silk nightgown that rested softly against my skin. He returned shortly with a plate of rich, spiced food and sat beside me on the wide bed. The aroma of roasted meat and warm herbs filled the air — clearly prepared for a werewolf, not a fragil

Gina returned to her room, her cheek wet with tears. She laid back on the bed, spewing out tears. That tiny gleam of happiness and joy that she got had disappeared into thin air, leaving behind gloominess and sorrows. She pulled the duvet over her body. ** Jace drank three bottles of rum at a stretch. His stomach churned aggressively as the hot liquid spread all over his stomach. He became sober. His jaw slackened as he rose to his feet with bloodshot eyes. He staggered forward crashing into the table.

Landon said. Eyes rolled and throats cleared at the mention of Luxe empire and I can imagine what must be going on in everyone's mind. My skin crawled as Jane's hand reached out to touch my arm and shoulder for the umpteenth time since we arrived, her grip tight and possessive. "I believe the Luxe empire isn't no different from Aurum falls," Jane said with a cackle. "It's only a matter of time before their coronation begins." "Well, sorry to burst your bubbles, honey. They recently merged with Natural stones and that is one great and smart move," Martha rubbed Jane's laughter off her face. "You sure aren't current are you, Sweetie?"

“Exclusive club. Tonight.” I blinked. “What?” “Arian and I won this stupid game last week,” Solange continued. “Long story, involves trivia and a very drunk promoter. Anyway—we got access to LUXE.” Eva’s eyes widened. “No way.” “Yes way.” “Isn’t that the place with the velvet rope and the models?” Eva asked. “And the price tags that induce cardiac arrest,” Arian added, sliding into the conversation from behind Solange. I frowned. “Why are you telling me this?”

Her makeup was flawless but could not hide the tension around her eyes or the way her fingers gripped her clutch like a lifeline. And Lady Jocelyn, the bitch herself, stood with rigid posture, chin lifted in familiar arrogance. But something was different. Tension in her shoulders. The way her eyes scanned the room as if searching for an escape. They looked small. Insignificant. Like B-list guests who had somehow slipped into an A-list event and just realized they did not belong. “Showtime,” Luxian murmured, and we walked toward them. And they were going to feel it. “Rhys. Virginia. Lady Jocelyn.” Luxian’s voice was smooth like whiskey, with steel beneath it. “I’m glad you could come.”