Percy X Luke Novels & Stories

Marcus continued, now obviously just trying to spike him up. Luke didn't reply again, his eyes remained fixed on Marcus, but I could see his jaw twitching. "With your joke of a father," Marcus continued, voice smooth, venomous. Luke raised his voice, his expression finally readable, "say what you want about me, but leave my father out of this." Marcus chuckled darkly, "why? Are you ashamed of him? You should be." Luke stepped forward, "Shut your mouth!" He growled. "And who exactly is your father? A failed drunk who thought he could take on wolves and ended up six feet under, like the loser he always was."

“Let me advise you as your older brother. I know I hurt Dylan’s feelings when he was born, but my little wife accepts him as part of me. Paul would be the same because he is a father…. He knows more than you do, so listen to him and here.” Luke points and touches his chest where his heart is located. It’s throbbing when he feels his touch once again. Years have passed when they are like this. “Don’t be afraid, brother. I know Paul is pursuing you too, even I don’t order him to do because he knows what’s best for you… what is for the betterment of our legacy as a Vozinelik,” Luke utters with confidence. The information keeps on sinking into Connor’s mind. “Life is unpredictable—“

"Lucy, is everything okay? You seem a bit... off." I turned away. “I’m fine. I just…Well…” “Lucy,” Peter greeted as he came over. “What a pleasant surprise.” Luke raised an eyebrow. "You two know each other?" I grimaced. “Not… Not really.” “I met Lucy during a… very disturbing moment in her life, which I can perfectly understand she would not like to relive,” Peter said softly. He offered his hand. “Alpha Peter of the Black Moon Pack.” Luke nodded slowly and shook his hand. “I know that name. You have… a bit of a reputation.”

I heard Luke say in a firm but emphatic tone. “Is she paralyzed or something?” He added in a whisper. Obviously not! I shouted in my head. I could walk just fine. I only needed my bones to heal and I'll be good as new. Xander exhausted the stick in his hand, dusting it into the ashtray before getting rid of it. He sighed loudly and stretched his hand to pick another stick. “Stop it, Xander!” Luke shouted, snatching the stick away from him and taking the entire pack from the table, hiding them behind his back.

Did he still want to get the power of attorney over the Star Chaebol in the Mordu area after offending and hurting Luke? What was he thinking? “Son of a …!” “Who are you, anyway?!” Luke struggled to get up from the ground. He pointed at Harvey with a grim expression. “How dare you break my hand?” “Do you want to die?” “I’m warning you. Not only are you a dead man…” “...Your entire family’s also going to get it!” Luke had gained a huge popularity in Mordu, and this made him forget who he was before. How long hasn’t he encountered such a thing—things blowing up in his face?

"How are you today?" anyone who asked how I was normally did it because it was a conversation starter but they never really cared. some of them hardly even let me answer the question before they started on with what they needed and how they wanted it done. I smiled and walked over to him, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. there was a small resemblance between Luke and Weston. not physically but in personality. while Weston was a great alpha and listened to the people Luke was a man of the people as well. he always brought the needs of the pac members before Weston where he would always present them later. a lot of times, Luke remained the communication between pack members and

ZICO nodded his head and led him to the door and bid him farewell. After Luke left, ZICO smiled mischievously. "Luke, I'm sorry to disappoint you but you are also a Bleak and I tell you when I lay my hands on all that Mr. Peter has, my father and you, I will have to deal with both of you. I can't suffer my whole life just to be a middleman." **********

"Go! I signaled my pilot to fly the girl and the medical team away, and I remained behind to deal with the soldiers. I had already mindlinked my beta and asked him to send the military force in case a war were to begin. I am a Lycan. I am the strongest of all, so killing all those men singlehandedly was a piece of cake for me, but still, I chose to involve my military. I knew sending back the corpses of his men would only humiliate him more because he would be left wondering why his a hundred and something men were defeated by a single person. "What brought you to my kingdom?" I asked as more of the troop trooped closer to me.

Maria smirked at him. "You must be crazy to think that I'll let you dictate for me, Maria. I can't get married to that spoilt daughter of yours." Percy shouted and continue glaring at him with his blue eyes. "Prince!" The king shouted. "Keep your voice down!" King Lucas cautioned. Percy was a replica of his father from their dark curly hair and oval-shaped face. The only difference was the eyes. King Lucas's eyes were obsidian. "I'm sorry father!" Percy bowed in respect.

“Don’t they normally have warriors patrolling the area, especially with all the recent safety concerns?” “I talked to Luke’s dad, and he agreed to turn a blind eye to tonight’s party. There are perks to him being the beta’s son!” Lucy gave one of her winning smiles. Above all things, Lucy was beautiful, with a supermodel stature, long blonde hair, and sapphire eyes. And she was persuasive—very, very persuasive—and not someone that took no for an answer.