Luz Clawthorne Novels & Stories

Damon and I looked to the corner in a unison, but we saw no one, “There is no one there Elder Lilith,” Young Damon said. “Are you sure about that?” a sweet and calming voice asked. In the corner, stood a lady with shoulder-length brown hair, a crescent moon marking on her arm, giving off a bright purple radiant glint. I was speechless, I didn't even blink, I just stared at her, “Damon Taylor, come with me,” Damon went with into another room. And I sat there waiting for him. Who was this woman?

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

Click. The flash illuminated the grotesque scene, capturing every detail—the twisted limbs, the unnatural angle of the body, the dark, spreading blood. She adjusted her lens, focusing on the claw marks. There was something almost hypnotic about how they seemed to grow from the earth itself as if they had always been there. Click.

Ink and Shadows Livia sat at the piano, her fingers tracing the cool ivory keys, worried as she reread Clara’s latest message on her burner phone: Article drops tomorrow. Naming Russo. Stay safe. Her sister’s exposé, a bold strike at Russo’s empire, was set to ignite his fury, painting a target on Clara’s back—and Livia’s. Her cunning had saved his shipment and exposed Luca’s betrayal with Sofia, but now Clara’s recklessness threatened everything.

The overhead spotlight silently celebrated their performance, bestowing imaginary applause upon them. Chloe clenched her hand, her fingertips digging into her palm. A sensation akin to a heavy stone weighed down her heart, inflicting both pain and a suffocating feeling. Her fingers swiftly scrolled, unwilling to linger on that particular page. [Wyatt actively sought the attention of a board member in the company, willingly taking on the role of her kept man, all in the pursuit of gaining access to superior resources.] [Lannie Wurths has been taken away for investigation by the authorities on suspicion of tax evasion.]

But then, the shadows on the floor shifted as their eyes adjusted. Luz lay near the marble-topped coffee table. She looked small, her body splayed at a jarring, unnatural angle. The vibrant energy that had defined her—the fire that had made her a star at P-Valley—was gone, replaced by the waxy, grey stillness of the end. A dark, dried pool had bloomed beneath her head, staining the hardwood like a map of a forgotten country. "Oh, Lord," Clifford gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. She backed out into the hallway, her knees buckling as she reached for her phone to call the police, her sobs muffled by her palms.

he clipped. "Lucian!" A voice coming from their side shouted amidst the crowd. They looked around and saw a petite lady making her way to them. She avoided a hooded figure that was in a hurry. Chloe saw the petite lady glancing at the figure before reaching them. She's wearing a plain pink hoodie and pants. Her short mahogany brown hair was cut in jags at the back and long tentacles of yellow and light brown highlights on either side. Her eyes were the lightest brown with specks of gold and it stands out than Lucian's blue eyes. "You monster! I thought you're---" She stopped when she saw Chloe with him before she perked up. "Hi! I'm sorry but Lucian is already taken--"

Heather had no idea and turned to look at her sister, Scarlett. Scarlett said, “Chloe’s working in Lush Cosmetics.” Heather’s mouth was agape. “Lush Cosmetics? Is it the Lush Cosmetics that had Zendaya in their commercials?” Chloe nodded. “Yep!” Heather’s eyes widened. “Really? But that’s Lush Cosmetics! A bottle of their cream sells for hundreds of thousands! You actually work there? Wait, but what does this have to do with Sunshine Co.?” Chloe shook her head. “It does. Lush Cosmetics is the company that was hoping to acquire their company. The inspector of Sunshine Co. is my boyfriend. And this man… he’s Alex Rockefeller, my boss and the young director of Lush Cosmetics.”

Both of them looked up when I came in, and the maid just after. Lucien’s eyes narrowed. “Who is that?” “She says she knows who’s behind the royal murders.” I said. “That’s why I brought her here.” Zane scoffed, “Another whisper in the wind. Just what we need.” I ignored him. “Her name is Clara. She’s a maid from the east wing.” Clara stepped forward shakily, her voice trembling, “I-I was on a date with one of the guards… Senator Culson’s guard.”

Feeling Damon's hostile gaze, Liam pushed on. "Chloe is the jewel of the Miller family. She can be a bit eccentric, but she's a genius from Yale Law, graduated with highest honors!" Chloe propped her chin on her hands, leaning across the conference table and batting her eyelashes at him. "Mr. Blackwood, I've looked at your case. It's super simple!" "The other side's energy field is very dark, but I'll defeat them with love and light and make them feel the judgment of the universe!"