Miniforce Lucy Novels & Stories

Alec reacted with a faint grimace. Klo, what are you doing?! I mentally chanted in my head. Was she really this insensitive? "Do you feel hopeless?" her next question triggered Lucy to stand up in fury and everybody began to get pissed off. Heck, I even wanted to throw my tray at her but she was so lucky I adored her so much. "Will you stop talking already?" Lucy exclaimed with her devious glare while Fiona tried to drag her back to her seat. Lucy wasn't someone to be ticked off because she could kick someone to death with her long limbs. She was our best gymnast for this reason.

*************FLASHBACK***************** December 26th, 2000 11:45pm Lucy Liu, With my girl Drew, Cameron D and Destiny. I see her as Destiny Child sings Independent Woman Pt. 1. She moves those hips so knowing. She is the most powerful Female Lycan in the world and in 15 minutes she will find her mate. She will be able to sense her mate no matter his age. The benefit of Royalty. As Part 1 gives way to Part 2 I see the future second in command Terry put his hands on her hips and she doesn’t object. Everyone thinks they are mates. It makes perfect sense.

She went to hug him, and to his credit, he put his hand up. “Lucy, this is Demi. My mate.” Luca pulled me against him. Her eyes looked down at me. I hated being short sometimes. “Oh, I didn’t see you down there.” Laughing, she looked around. When she realized no one else was laughing, she clamed down. “Well, nice to meet you. My name is Lucy. I’ve been Alpha Luca’s right hand woman for a few years now.” She held out her hand to me. “Well, I’m sure we can find another job for you since I’ll be taking over that role.” Accepting her hand, I made sure to put enough pressure that caused her to flinch a little.

Jane's body convulsed, her hips bucking, but Lucy held on, her fingers twisting and tearing at the delicate flesh. She leaned in again, her voice a low growl, "You're mine now, Jane. Mine to hurt, mine to break. You wanted a fight, Jane. You wanted to play rough. Well, here we are. And I'm winning." Lucy's fingers delved deeper, her nails raking across Jane's inner thighs, drawing more blood, more screams. She leaned back, her eyes locked onto Jane's, her voice dropping to a cruel whisper, "Say it, Jane. Tell me you're mine. Tell me you love the pain." Jane's body shook, her breath coming in ragged gasps, but Lucy didn't relent.

Julia smirked. Lucy gave her a look. “That’s not comforting.” “Then do it right.” Julia’s eyes glinted. “Here. Hit the crate.” Lucy blinked. “What?” “Go on. Don’t think too much. Just… hit it.” Lucy bit her lip, pulled back her fist, and swung. The impact thudded against the wood, sending a sting through her knuckles. She hissed, shaking her hand. “Ow.” Julia laughed. “That was terrible.”

Lucy yelled. “Are you serious? You’re always in remediation for training.” “That’s why it will be hilarious when I kick your ass. Don’t forget, I have warrior blood.” “You also have homo blood.” “What did you just say?” Lucy's skin flushed bright red as she planted her feet into a fighting stance, her hands clenched into fists. “You heard me.”

Delta Adam accessed all his warriors, looking for the right person to test me until a hand shot up. "If you would, Delta Adam," Lucy's high-pitched voice rang out. "I would like to be her test sparring partner for today." Delta Adam cocked his head. He took one glance at me again and then nodded. "You are both evenly matched in size. I agree." Lucy made her way down to the sparring ground and squared with me. Her eyes gleamed. "I told you I was going to tear you apart." This would be a good time to quit, I told myself.

Vesper booms, thrashing harder against the hold. Rhett’s heart begins to burn, but he stills himself. Clenching his teeth through the agony. Being in the Karthyx Cave strengthens the spirit. It’s close to home. Lucy knows this is her moment. Her chance to get revenge for everyone, even if it costs her life… She’ll do it. But with her strength and abilities, she’s confident nothing will go wrong. She takes a deep breath. Then shuts her eyes. And begins to gather everything inside her.

Lucy and Aurthur : WHAT me : familial dysautonomia or riley day syndrome emotions disorder she can't cry or smile or anything no emotions can be shown due to these suppress of emotions only made her dumb Lucy : what the hell why she is suffering this much me : you shouldn't ask me this question lucy : then should I ask your soul me : she is a innocent girl I don't know why she is suffering that much Aurthur : say it again me : yeah she is innocent except incident of slapping you Aurthur : you don't know anything about her not even a man is efficient infront of her anger, attitude and ego she is lioness dude she is more ruthless than me don't come to a conclusion just by a single incident me

She tried to restrain her anger—her strength still hadn’t fully returned. “So? After enjoying my husband’s body… did you get addicted, huh?!” Lucy shoved her shoulder again. Amora stepped back once. “How many men have you pleased for that modelling career of yours?” Lucy looked at her with degrading disdain. “Shut your mouth, Lucy!” Amora shot back loudly, no longer willing to tolerate anything. Lucy only grew more provoked. Her left hand lifted. SLAP! The first strike landed hard. SLAP! The second one followed on the opposite side. The imprint of Lucy’s hand immediately reddened on Amora’s cheek.