Night Fever Luka Novels & Stories

Soon those moments would end, and there would come a night when they could no longer say goodbye by saying 'see you tomorrow, they would have to say goodbye forever. With those dark and depressing thoughts haunting his head, Luka sighed softly and turned over in bed, covering his entire body with the blankets. A few minutes later, as Luka was trying to fall asleep, he distinctly heard his bedroom door open softly again. Somewhat confused, thinking it was Alexis, Luka turned over in his bed again and looked in the direction of the entrance to his room, asking, "Who's there?" But he got no answer, and as the door closed with the same soft noise, quick footsteps approached his bed, and before L

Anita put her index finger on her mouth to shush Luka. “You did this, and your punishment is to bath.” Luka hated bathing and he always manages to convince his father to let him sleep without bathing when his mother is not around. It has been five years since Layla died, Nathan and Anita raised Nova together. Then when she was three years old, they had Luka. They decided that they will tell Nova about her mother when she turns sixteen. Anita finally had her Luna ceremony, and everything went well.

"I need the security override on the ambient lighting." Luca didn't laugh. He just adjusted the smart-home settings until the room was bathed in a soft, blue glow. "I’m taking the left side," Luca insisted. "I haven't slept in forty-eight hours because her scent was glitching my system." "Fine," Nickie agreed. "But Teo, you stay on the perimeter tonight. You’re too wound up." They sandwiched me in the middle of the bed. The heat coming off them was like a furnace. I’d spent years wanting to run away from them, but my Noir instincts were purring.

‘You can’t seriously believe they’re in love with each other? ‘Maybe they’re in lust.’ I immediately wished I hadn’t mentioned that particular L word. I could feel my cheeks blooming with heat, as if by the very mention of the erotic word I had allowed something forbidden into the room. Something forbidden and dangerously tempting. Something that threatened to get out of control like a lit match to dryTinder. I could almost hear it crackling in the silence like tiny flames gathering energy to start an inferno.

… It was getting late, and the doctor suggested keeping Nora at the Cure Center for the night, so we all stayed. Luka noticed something was off about me and chose to observe rather than react. Well, smart move. He leaned against the armchair by Nora's bed, head propped in his hand, and barely slept. Around midnight, I told him to go home and get some sleep. He still had to work tomorrow. But, after Luka left the room, I felt unsettled again, as if once he was out of my sight, he would go to meet his new 'mate'. And I couldn't help playing in my head how he marked her, how he claimed her as his new Luna.

Before I can even think about what to do, a familiar and friendly voice filtered into the surrounding surroundings. “Hey Illusions, it's me Frequency. So I can't see you right now because the Nightmare Master has cut my connection to certain technology. I'm sure you noticed some weird things happening, which is why I'm trying to get in contact with all the Nightmare Lords, not just to see if they're okay but to see if they know anything. Since your mute tap once for no and twice for yes, got it?” Aiden’s hand slipped from my shoulder as he watched me yank the knife from my shoulder and tap twice on the nearest object.

Elias felt his pulse quicken, his mind racing with dirty possibilities. Elias moved closer, drawn to the sight like a moth to flame. His heart pounded in his chest as he reached out, fingertips grazing Luka's cheek. The boy's skin was warm, smooth beneath his touch. "Hey," Elias murmured, voice low and husky. Luka's eyes fluttered open, meeting Elias' intense stare. For a moment, neither spoke, the only sound the distant hum of crickets outside. Then, slowly, Luka leaned into Elias' touch, tilting his head to expose the vulnerable line of his throat. Elias' tongue darted out, licking the shell of Luka's ear, savoring the sweet scent of his skin. "You okay?" Elias asked, his breath hot agains

Luka choked, his fingers clawing at mine as his legs kicked in the empty space beneath him. “Ronan,” Hebathi’s voice came sharp and clear, but distant—irrelevant. “Put him down. Now.” I ignored her. My grip tightened. I wanted him to suffer for making me hear those words, for saying something so vile that it felt like a sickness rotting inside me. “Say it again,” I demanded, voice deadly calm. “I dare you.” Luka’s face was turning red, his mouth opening and closing as he fought for air. “Thalia,” he croaked. “My father—he’s—” He gasped, his body jerking. “He’s going to rape her.”

she told him. “And Zane won’t be mad? Jonas always got mad when I had nightmares,” Luka asked. “No, he won’t be mad. And if he scares you, I will put him in time out,” she told him. He smiled and nodded. Ava read him a story, but two pages in and Luka was off like a light. He had had a busy day. She tucked him in and left the door a little opened as she walked into Zane’s office, leaving that door a little open as well. Zane and Jax looked at her questioning, they never left the door open when they were working in there. “It’s in case Luka gets out of bed and comes looking for us,” she told them. Zane pulled her down onto his lap.

I didn't turn off the light this time for fear of having another sex session in my dreams. Chris caused this. I made a mental note to dismiss the marriage agreement, I'm not interested anymore, and Chris can go to hell. I'm going to start work tomorrow and move on with life. I slept off, snoring. LUCAS POV I haven't been at rest since I left Pablo's bar that morning. I had gone there the day before at dusk to relax my nerves, I had been stressed out. I had gone alone to take a few bottles of whisky and feel the liveliness of the club.