Novel Lucia Novels & Stories

Supposedly their virginity increased their value as a mate, or some silly nonsense. Lucia rolled her eyes as she stood and walked home. That was so yesterday. She’d chafed at the restrictions set by her parents, but she’d honored their wishes.Oh, she’d snuck out and played around some, experimenting with blow jobs and hand jobs, but that was all. Which was why, when she dreamed, she dreamed of romance and a knight in shining armor. Never once did it cross her mind that she’d be getting the Lycan instead of the knight. ........................

I screamed at them. They all scattered, muttering their apologies as they went. I didn’t wait to hear any more. I went straight to Lucia’s room, the door still ajar. The air inside was stale and her scent barely hangs in the air. I pressed my face to her pillow, desperate to find something, anything, but it was fading. When I opened my eyes again, the world had changed. The bed was gone and in its place I saw a ring of fire. Lucia knelt in the middle, her wrists were bound and she was bleeding slightly from the mark on her neck. A man stood beyond the flames, tall, calm, eyes like molten gold.

“Because, Lucan is the only one who can retrieve the Obsidian Dagger from its resting place. He's uniquely connected to its ancient energies, its layered defenses, in ways no other human could ever be. He's the only key that fits this lock." Nina's professional mask didn't slip, but Kairos saw the flicker of calculation in her eyes before it vanished. She inclined her head slightly. "Understood, sir. Lucan proceeds alone." Kairos returned his attention to the vast map, his gaze lingering on the island.

Lucinda is an orphan living in an orphanage. She became the Douglas family's servant the day she turned eighteen. Her friend tricked her, making her accidentally discover a terrible secret of the Douglas family. Since then, she got into trouble, which caused her almost to die several times. Everyone thinks Lucinda is just an ordinary person, but it seems she has a hidden identity that even she has forgotten. Can Lucinda regain her memories and identity? Will she escape the Douglas family to live a free life or be imprisoned forever?

Lucia's eyes fluttered shut, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she fought against the mounting tide of her heat. Lucia's fingers dug into the worn wooden panelling as another wave of searing heat ripped through her. She clenched her eyes shut, fighting the primal urges running through her. The cool, damp air of the cabin did little to quell the fire that raged within her. A low, guttural growl rumbled from Aiden's chest as he stepped towards her, his piercing blue eyes filled with a mix of concern and barely restrained desire. "Lucia, you have to stay. It's not safe out there for you right now."

How he had happened to be by the river at the same time that she was- "Elias tried to kill me, I will never on my mother's life forget that." Lucia clamped her hand onto her mouth as the a loud gasp roared out of her mouth. "If I happen to die before my time, i hope this note book is found by someone with genuine thoughts on who Prince Alexius Nikoloudis II was not how the media portrayed him. Who he loved and what he feared-" Lucia was even more curious as she continued browsing through the pages.

Pfft… cough, cough. Water sprayed down my chin as I coughed, choking on the sip I’d just taken. My lungs burned, but I barely had time to recover before Lucien’s voice sliced through the air. “Talk.” His tone was ice—flat and hard enough to cut glass. I wiped my mouth, lifting my eyes to meet his, heat rising in my chest. “Is it me who can miraculously conceive without sperm, or are you secretly capable of remote impregnation now?” My voice came out sharp, laced with fury. “Remind me—when exactly did you stop being so damn careful?”

​It was a weird thing to offer, and I suppose even stranger for humans, but I had no other ideas that came to mind. ​She seemed unconvinced, and I force myself to see it from her perspective. A stranger had shown up, offering her help, but still a stranger, and was now giving her a knife while trying to take her home. Yeah, I wouldn't trust that for shit either. ​My mind reels desperately for a way to ease her suspicions but comes up embarrassingly empty. ​"I'm Lucian," I say after a moment, offering her a bit of personal information with the hope of it building the base for trust, though it'd be fickle now. "I live in a nearby apartment complex. The Stems."

Lucia walked to her study table, it was a mahogany desk, with books, documents, and her laptop, placed on it. Lucia sat on the swivel chair, behind the table, and opened up her laptop. Lucia began to make research on Alix, some of it, she already knew. Lucia also searched about rival companies, what they produce, how they faired, better or lesser than Alix Enterprise, and potential money-making ventures.

"She came alone. For now" Inside, Damien approached the altar. Lucia stood at its steps, cloaked in black, a shadow-made flesh. The drive sat in a silver case on the altar beside her, taunting. "You came," she said, voice smooth. "How poetic". "You have thirty seconds to explain what the hell you want”, Lucia tilted her head. "Immunity, and Answers”, "Immunity for what?" She smiled faintly. "For who I am”, Damien stepped forward. "You’re a blackmailer. A traitor. A liar”,