Rachel Zegler Lucy Gray Novels & Stories

“Oh! Yes, sir.” Although Matthew’s answer took Cece by surprise, she agreed to keep it a secret. Meanwhile, Lucy looked around the unfamiliar room. Everything was gray—the walls, the floor, and even the bed. The room was simple, elegant, and luxurious. Sighing, Lucy took off her shoes before walking into the bathroom. She was not surprised to see the gray tiles against the white bathtub. After filling the tub with warm water, she submerged her entire body into the tub and felt her tense muscles relaxing.

I was pissed at her silence and turned to face her “Are you deaf?” I asked. “No, I am just saving my breath as you can see, we are in a desert with no water so if I were you, I wouldn't talk much!!” She replied her grey eyes sparkling. I hissed and continued walking. Witches of the white Coven all have the same features, silver hair and grey eyes. I hate to admit it, but it looks more better on Lucy than me. My face is scarred from the middle of my forehead down to my chin and the left view side of my face is wrinkled as if I was poured hot water when I was born, in order words, Lucy took all the beauty.

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."

Lucy asked sarcastically as she looked at the fancy strawberry cake that was placed on the table, as she bit her lips slowly, thinking of what to do. "Still as cheap as always?" Brittany, the second one in the squad, chuckled derisively, and nudged Gina, the one who was the least valuable in the group, to fuel more words into the situation. "What do you do for a living now? Would you not take out orders for us too, while we sit down and discuss the past?" Lucy smiled coyly and grabbed Zoe's hand with a little pressure, as she took the seat opposite her while staring directly into her face with a menacing look.

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on Rachel as she realized the full extent of her involvement in Lucifer's secretive world. As Rachel reflected on her experience with Lucifer's mission, she grappled with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she felt a sense of accomplishment for successfully carrying out the task assigned to her. On the other hand, she couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt for deceiving Christine and playing a part in a scheme with unknown consequences. Lucifer's revelation shed new light on the complexities of his world, where secrets lurked behind every corner and trust was a rare commodity. Rachel realized that she had been drawn into a web of intrigue and mor

Zachary tells him. “Janice is an amazing Luna. Rachel agrees the goddess gave you two amazing Lunas, lucky dog,” Learner teases. “Rachel is also very amazing there, my friend. You are extremely lucky there too. I can say I was given beauties for sure, but so were you,” Zachary teases back. “We both got lucky. Supportive, intelligent, loving, and beautiful,” Leaner closes the case file. “Let’s get the Alphas on a call and get this show on the road.”

"Beatrice was the only Rider who understood the meaning of the word grace. It’s a shame it didn't run in the family." "Grace?" Lucy let out a harsh, jagged laugh. "You’ve been a curse on this family since the day you resurrected from the dead. Every time you show your face, someone suffers. You’re bad luck, Sarah. You’re a black cloud that follows us everywhere." I felt Dex shift beside me, but I held up a subtle finger to stay him. I wasn't angry. In fact, looking at Lucy’s shaking hands and her smeared mascara, I felt a strange, cold sense of amusement.

Alice lamented. “It’s okay. Just like your grandfather, I like to believe they would be happy that I used their last gift to me to free myself from Christopher.” she shrugged her shoulders “Besides, I'm already having more luck than I ever imagined I would in my entire life. I have you two, Millicent, Mr. Griffin and… Ruby.” Lucy blushed, her voice cracking a little, “I always thought that maybe I would never be able to set foot in Greece like I always wanted to, but, in the blink of an eye, she makes what should be the happiest day of my life become one of the better, when he took me there by surprise. I have no right to ask anyone for more help when I'm already receiving so much. Especiall

Mia went to sleep, but Sarah lay awake, unable to settle her mind. Her thoughts lingered on Zachary. There was no doubt—he was a perfect man. She could feel her feelings toward him shifting, evolving in ways she couldn’t control. The more she tried to distance herself, the more she found herself drawn to him. “Breaking news: Lucy Chancer, the daughter of the Chancer family, was caught cheating during Adams University's psychology competition by stealing exam questions and framing another student. After being exposed, she threw boiling water at one of the judges…”

“You don’t have to be like this with me. You can talk to me about anything. You know that right?” With a sigh, she slumped in her chair. “I do, but… this is still difficult. I have something I need to ask you, and you might not like it.” “Ask,” I said, encouraging her. She inhaled deeply, then exhaled. This seemed to rally her, because she leaned forward towards me, her elbows on her knees, her hands clasped together. “I spoke with Grayson today, and he and Richard have a new theory. Or, well, a possible… treatment, I guess, that might help me reconnect with Lucy.”