Names Lucien Can Say Novels & Stories

I asked with a hoarse voice. “You're not allowed to speak or object, Lucien” She growled at me, and I freaked out. With my eyes widened, I asked her. “Did you… did you just call me Lucien?” “Yes, Lucien. Keep quiet” She ordered, and I grabbed her waist with my left hand. She fell close to me, staring directly into my eyes. “I'll shut you up” I mumbled, and glued my lips to hers…

Lucr hungrily devoured her food which was like a mountain and even dished more. "WOW she eats like two grown wolves.'Rex said making me laugh as Everyone turned to look in my direction."What's so funny Cas?dad asked releasing his aura making me bare my neck in submission. "stopp_d_a_d."I manage to mind link him but it seems Alec was angry at me for God knows what."what's wrong mom? you seem pressured."our heads snap towards Luci who was shoving crayfish into her mouth. Dad reliazed that his aura was affecting Jane in the process of making me submit but it was not affecting Lucy which kept us wondering why?

“But how is it possible? Yer dead.” I give him a shy smile and wave. “Hi…I’m actually…my name is Lana,” I sputter nervously as a blush crawls up my cheeks. He might look like the actor, but his melodic voice is different. Where the actor was British, Rafael has a light, Scottish lilt. It’s not as obvious as Lucifer’s or Michael’s, but it’s there. Lucifer gives me a bemused snicker and whispers, “Stop ogling my little brother, lest I get jealous, luv.”

His face frowned and he sounds annoyed. "Better call your brother, Lorkan. Use your mind link if he's near. I don't want my Bella to starve or else I'm going to skin him alive," Lucien said with a threat. My mouth parted from his choice of words. "Stop it, Lucien! It's only been ten minutes. I'm sure he's on his way back. Can you sense him, Lorkan?" I asked with hope. "Yeah, he's near... and he's not alone."

Lucien asked mockingly as he made his way toward me. I freaked out and I almost peed on myself. “What do you want, Lucien?” I questioned. “I want your life, and that of everyone in your family!” he said menacingly. “Why? It is illegal to kill people!” “Do you still consider yourselves people? I thought that you were already animals!” “You are the one who is an animal who goes around killing people like it is nothing!” I spat at him. Although I was filled with fear and I probably knew that the chances of him letting me go were minimal, I cannot let him step all over me!

Lucien said, his voice in a low growl that didn’t need to be loud to be dangerous or lethal to anyone who listened. Roxanne’s laughter rang out again in front of us, but it was thinner this time around as it stretched tight. “Wow. I didn’t realise I’d invited the circus.” Lucien’s smirk was pure malice. “One rumour deserves another, remember? Let’s play, rat.” She turned to him with anger in her eyes, "Rat?" She asked, but Lucien didn't spare her another glance. And just like that, he turned to Theo-- one of his horsemen-- across the room. And with a single nod, Theo was on his phone.

LYRA "Careful, she's unused," Cassien warns, entering the room behind his twin. I later learnt his name is Lucien. Lucien licks his lips, his eyes lingering on my breasts before meeting my gaze. "Unused, you say? Well, we'll have to remedy that, won't we?" Cassien crouches near me while holding my hands. "Don't fear, Lyra. Lucien is my blood, my twin. And his name is Lucien."

“You’ve got ten seconds to explain why you’re sitting here looking like you stepped out of a cologne ad instead of running for cover from the crazy bride.” He finally smiled. Not polite. Not kind. The kind of smile that belonged in dark alleys and darker bedrooms. “I’m Lucian,” he said simply. “And I hate Alexander Knight more than you do.” I barked out a laugh that sounded half-hysterical. “Impossible. I just publicly murdered his ego in 4K in front of five hundred people. I win.”

Before any of us could speak again, Lucien strolled in, chewing on something suspiciously chocolate. “Oh, so we’re all packing and heading to Russia without me?” he said with mock offense. “Use me and dump me. Classic.” Eliza gave him a look. “Lucien i_” He raised a hand. “I’m coming. I already packed four trench coats, four pistols, and enough charm to seduce a border guard.” He said something in Russian. It sounded smooth. Maybe even poetic. I blinked. “What did he just say?” Eliza snorted. “He said, ‘Let’s go home… but I call dibs on the vodka.’”

We had seconds. The stranger looked at me. His look was strangely soft. Almost familiar. “My name is Lucien.” The word met me like something I should have known long ago. I didn't know why. A shower ran over my skin. “I am not your brother through blood,” he said calmly. “But we were together created. I stopped breathing. “What?” Noah almost crawled: “Lügner.” Lucien ignored him. His eyes stayed on me. “You were not the only child in the Carrow project. There were several. Children with