Snow And Lucy Gray Fanfiction Novels & Stories

And I feel even crazier when I keep thinking about all the things that will happen right in front of my eyes from now on. And mate? I know that it all probably sounds pretty crazy right now. Or even beyond. But it's the truth. In fact, Lucia Hazel Gray, or Luciana Edith, is actually my mate. Mate of Elijah Gray, the Lycan King. It's a crazy fact, if I say so now. But I never told Lucia that. I was afraid that she wouldn't believe me at all. Considering how big and deep Lucia's grudge was, I didn't want to be an obstacle to Lucia accomplishing what she wanted.

“It's just a bad dream, Dylan. Relax. Lucy has no chance to get close to us. You know she and her wolf are getting weaker, even when she's with Ravi.” “Unless she finally loses her mind and sells her soul and wolf to Fenrys—” “Dylan!” I quickly cut him off at the mention of Nuu-Chah's evil twin sister, the Goddess of the underworld. “I wonder what can I do to make you forget about Fern's dream?” Playing with his hair, I attempted to get his mind off Lucy. As if taking my hind, Dylan bore his drowsy eyes at my chest and then he gulped. “Just one round?”

I said through gritted teeth. But he didn’t release me. Instead his hand tugged mine, caught off guard I stumble closer to him, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ear as he whispered, “You’ll see. Lucas is using you. You’re just a placeholder until he finds his real mate. And when he does, you’ll have no one. You’ll come crawling back to me.” I felt disgust curl in my stomach, but Snow’s anger overshadowed it, her rage fueling my own. “How dare he touch us like this?” she snarled in my mind, her voice filled with fury. “The arrogance. He truly thinks we’re his property?”

He released my neck before lifting my two hands above my head and capturing them in one hand, rendering me completely helpless before tugging my jaw upwards with his free hand. "Oh Snow, you don't know what you do to me." I shivered at those whispered words just as he finally covered my lips with his, trapping my husky moans in. Excerpt from; His Little Snow [18+] ©Josephine. C. Ivy

She can't help the people until they required. Her stubborn and immature sister is paying for her deeds. She is crazily in love with Raven since the day she joined his Silver Moon pack. <> The 15-year-old Lucy was sitting alone on the lake. She was enjoying the sweet smell of nature and the fragrance of freshness around her. She closed her eyes to feel the magical scent and took a deep breath. Just then, her peaceful and scented moments turn into a nasty and disgusting smell. She feels the strong pinching smell and the slow growls. Lucy immediately opened her eyes and looked around to find the stinky smell. She was caught by a pack of wolves who were looking at her fiercely. She b

Chapter 4 The Woman in White Elena's POV “Smile, Elena, the press is to your left.” “I am smiling,” I murmured, forcing a smile without looking at Damon. “Not like you’re walking into a funeral.” “Maybe I am actually doing that.” His jaw was already hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t respond. Typical of him. Three days ago, I had made the greatest discovery of my life, that the snow was a lie. Two nights ago, I still lay beside him, my emotions all over the place, while he slept like a man without guilt. Yesterday, he acted so smoothly, like nothing had happened between us.

The moment I walked through the door, I spotted a slender figure, clad in a silk nightgown, curled up on the couch. "Diana, how many times do I have to tell you? You don't need to stay up waiting for me past midnight—" The second the words left my mouth, I froze. The she-wolf on the couch wasn't Diana. It was Lucy. Lucy sat up, her expression a mix of hurt and vulnerability. "Lucius, have you found Diana?" I hadn't. According to Frederick, her old apartment had already been listed for sale, and none of her neighbors had seen her.

she said, and I nodded because I could hear Azrael's footsteps and his scent filled my nostrils. Lucy walked out of the room and I went over to the window. I noticed the backyards were full of snow. I smiled as I saw five kids playing in the snow. They were making a snowman. I heard the door open, and I knew Azrael had come in. I can smell his aromatic scent that was so intoxicating. But I remain in my position. "Hey..." Azrael mumbled beside me. I looked at him, who was already staring at me with a smile. Our gaze met, and I saw fascination in his dark brown eyes. He froze and never blinked his eyes. He had the same expressions as Lucy.

Roman’s P.O.V The warmth had totally fled from Snow’s body. I held her, my hands trembling with helplessness I had never really known except the day my blood was cursed. No matter how much of my cursed lycan blood I desperately forced past her lips, she remained deathly still, her once-soft skin turning a sickly shade of blue. I pressed my forehead to hers, inhaling a scent that was already fading, slipping through my grasp like fucking smoke. FUCK!

My mating ceremony with Chris kept getting interrupted, one reason after another. The first time, his adopted sister Lucy threw him a bachelor party. He drank too much and missed our slot. The second time, right before we set out, Lucy twisted her ankle. Chris took her to the hospital and missed it again. The third time, we were already standing at the vow platform when Lucy cried until she fainted below. Once again, Chris left me standing there. The fourth time, the fifth time... Lucy, every single time. "Hurry up, Sheila! This is the eighth time! There are only fifteen minutes left to receive the Moon Goddess's blessing. If you miss it again, the Moon Goddess will take it as proof the