Novel Lucerne Novels & Stories

Lucy cleared her throat while she took off her jacket. "So did you get it?" King Kanyon asked her. “Totally, dude. Look at her, she got it alright," Cameron winked. "Am I right or am I right?" He chuckled. "Can you not be a pervert right now?" Kanyon barked. "Sorry," Cam whispered under his breath. "Of course I got it," Lucy plucked an old leather book out of her bag. It had strange symbols on the thick, burgundy cover. It looked as if it weighed a ton with pages the colour of ash.

“I’d probably down a bottle of Jack first, but I’d face reality. The Luc I know would, too.” Luc scoffed, trying to hold tears at bay. He didn’t succeed. The little drops were like a pickax to the back of his eyes. His throat tightened. “I hate Jack Daniel’s.” “Well, since you haven’t been around much, we haven’t kept any of your fancy cabernet sauvignon on hand. It’s either Jack or sober.” “Fuck.” Releasing a shuddering breath, he gripped the envelope. “Sober.” With dread sinking his heart, Luc edged his fingers under the sealed flap of the thick envelope and tore it open. His fingers shook as he withdrew the thick document inside. Big words in a fancy script jumped out at him, stabbing him