Professor Layton Luke Triton Novels & Stories

I turned my head and looked at my swollen belly and muttered under my breath; “baby, you have to protect mummy or she will be eaten by the big bad wolf.” My day was spent eating and sleeping. I could not do anything in this period of time. I even felt like looking through the documents was very tiring so, I just let them be. “By the way darling, do you have any news about that psychopath?” I asked Lucien who was pealing an apple on the sofa. “We have some leads but we have not pinpointed his exact location.” Lucien said. “It has been so long and his minions have been taken care of. Just what exactly does he want?” I inquired. Ever since the competition, Lucien has been trying to find Benson.

“Too many truths. Too many secrets.” The professor swallowed. “It is my duty to record history.” “History,” Serena whispered, leaning close until he felt her breath on his ear, “is written by those who survive it.” His hands trembled. “I serve the crown. I serve knowledge.” Serena’s eyes gleamed, twin blades of ice. “Knowledge is a weapon. And I do not allow weapons to be pointed at my son.” The professor tried to speak, but Serena’s hand shot out, gripping his throat with surprising strength. He gasped, clawing at her fingers as she leaned in, her smile deathly calm.

, he said with a haughty look on his face. " What about Dr. Luke? how do we know he won't rat us out?", the guard asked. " He won't. He's just a pawn in my hands. He's totally disposable", Tristan said, " well I think I'll receive a call really soon from Justin. I better get ready. You're dismissed by the way", he said as he got out of the pool and put on his bath robe. " The things I do for a lady", he grumbled as he walked away from the pool, " someone get me a hitman right now!!!", he ordered. In a few minutes, he got dressed and he got into the car, where his driver was waiting for him.

"But what do you want to know, sir? They were already dead because of that disaster. What do you want to find?” “Do you want to search for the remains of their treasure? That must be a lot!” Rowan laughed with pleasure as if seeing a box of gold in front of him. Everyone looked at him flatly. Alpha Troy even asked himself why he chose Rowan to be the Beta in his pack. "Recently I found something strange," said Liam. "Yeah, I haven't confirmed it yet because I have to need some proof." “Just say it, sir! We will be ready to help you,” nodded Alpha Troy.

Susu refilled his coffee and quietly stepped away, leaving them alone at the table. Ava hesitated, then finally looked up. “About what I asked you… have you found anything?” Lucian cut into his food with calm precision. “Not yet. My men are still digging.” Ava’s fingers tightened slightly around her fork. “Nothing at all?” “Victor Lyon is a thorough man,” Lucian said. “He made sure nothing could be easily traced back to him or the Lyon Group. Whatever method they used, it was buried carefully.” Ava’s chest tightened, but before the disappointment could settle too deeply, Lucian continued,

Selene "Are you sure this will work?" Zayn asked, breaking the silence that had followed us in. We had just gotten back to the new lodge. One that will be easier for us to get to the sorcerer place. Which is still a bit far miles. Tristan, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, exhaled slowly. "I've thought about it," he muttered. "And I think this is the only way out." His jaw tightened, his gaze shifting toward me before dropping to the floor. "But the only thing that baffles me is Liora's own. How is that even possible?"

he stretched out a perfectly manicured hand, “I am Adonis Greyhound.” What kind of twisted game was he trying to play with me? His apology could not possibly be sincere. He chuckled, his green eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and something rumbled inside me. Something unfamiliar yet familiar. I looked away, taking a big bite of the croissant. If it were poisoned I would be finding that out in a couple of minutes. “I know it would be difficult for you to trust me, but I would do anything to make up for all the trouble I put you through.”

My stomach churns, and I feel like I might be sick. “ What does that mean? ” I ask, my voice trembling. “ What do they want with him? ” Luca looks at me, his expression grim. “ We are still figuring that out, Mrs. Roberto. But I promise you, we will find him.” Tristin dismisses Luca with a curt nod, and the room falls silent again. He turns to me, his expression unreadable. “ I need to go. ” He says, his voice firm. “ There is something I need to check out. ”

He brought out his laptop from his backpack and set it up, secretly wishing for the professor to step in so the stares and whispers could stop but he wasn't anywhere to be found. His phone dinged and he reached out for it. A text from Trudy. “Hey, Luke. I know you're in a class right now. Can we meet up right now? Pretty please?” Luke glanced up. The professor still hadn't arrived and the eyes from all over the hall were suddenly getting suffocating. “Goddamn it!” He muttered under his breath, packing his stuff, “Way to go Madison!” He got to her feet and rushed out of the hall.

Will Luke be able to help me out of them? ****