Stolen Book Lucy Christopher Movie Novels & Stories

His car is the reason why he was finding her brother. But, wait, it’s not right. “Maybe, you got it wrong. He will never use someone’s car without permission.” She stepped backward when Charles started to walk near to her. “Stop defending him. We have CCTV cameras in the house, and I confirmed that he was the one who took my car.” Kirsten suddenly felt afraid when she noticed that Charles had changed his expression. He looked mad while looking at her and as if he would bite her.

“I’ve brought someone with me. We need your help.” Daphne’s gaze shifts to me, and I feel the weight of her scrutiny. “And who might this young lady be?” “This is Dust,” River introduces me, his voice steady. “I believe she’s the lost Lycan princess.” The old woman's brows raise in surprise, and I can see the flicker of recognition in her eyes. “The lost princess? Come closer, child…. Do you bear the lycan mark?” I step forward hesitantly, my heart racing as I reveal the mark on my hip. The moment the sunlight hits it, it seems to glow, and I feel a surge of energy coursing through me. Daphne leans in, her gaze intense as she examines the mark closely.

I highly doubted it was the Wendigos. Someone had gone through my room, it was clear as daylight that they had been searching for something specific and only one object sprung to mind. Sprinting to the hidden part of the cupboard I opened the secret compartment using my handprint and heaved a sigh of relief when the book was still lying inside it. I grabbed it and went through the pages, all of them seemed to be intact. The fact that it only opened through my handprint failed their mission if indeed that was what they were after. It also meant that Wendigos were just a distraction so someone could accomplish their mission.

"Eleanor, have you thought this through? This project requires total isolation. Once you head off, you won't be able to see your family." Jonathan Hensley's words pulled me back from my thoughts. My eyes were still damp. A lot had happened at home these past few days—nothing everyone at the institute didn't know about. I, Eleanor Shaw, was a fraud. "I know this incident has hit you hard, but you shouldn't act rashly. This concerns your life."

He studied her face, her trembling hands, the panic in her eyes. Lucy forced herself to meet his stare, even as her heart thundered painfully in her chest. “I didn’t do it.” Her voice was firmer now, though still shaking. “I didn’t steal from you.” The room went still after Lucy’s last words. Her chest heaved as if each breath weighed her down. Barry’s eyes stayed locked on her, unreadable. Then his voice came, low but clear. “Okay then. Let’s watch the CCTV footage.” Lucy froze. Her heart stopped mid-beat.

After the few rough days I’ve had, the last thing I need is this kind of problem. “Please, let’s check the cameras she’s talking about. I need what happened to the necklace to come to light. You know why.” Lucy tells me, her gaze pleading. I know what she’s talking about, or at least, I think I do. She doesn’t want her parents to find out that she's been accused of stealing after the chance they gave her. “Alright, then. Go and get the footage from there.” I tell the security guy, who hurries away to do just that, and soon, we’re watching the footage.

"Lucy, may I borrow the book on the curse and the Lycan Lord? It has piqued my interest, and I would like to know more about how the story unfolds.” Lucy's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze fixed on Lucian, analysing the motives behind his request. Silence lingered between them, a subtle exchange of unspoken understanding. Moments stretched into eternity, but then, with a nod, Lucy broke the tension, her voice infused with a touch of trust. "Of course, Lucian," she responded, her tone resonating with a mixture of certainty and belief. "I can see your genuine interest. You can take the book." Lucy swiftly pivoted towards the table; her movements filled with purpose. Without hesitation, she rea

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Lucy was shocked and frightened by the fierce Luca and subconsciously took a step backward. “W-Who are you?” Luca had no intention of introducing himself. He pushed the door open and cleared the way for Nicole as he said in a gruff and loud voice, “Miss, after you…” Nicole walked in expressionlessly without the intention to reminisce with the nanny. After all, Lucy was just a spy for the Fergusons. Nicole ignored the nanny’s shocked and nervous eyes and strutted inside.

Their salvation was nearer than they had thought. His master could stop obsessing over the ancient woman now. They have a more reliable source. ** “You look sweet. I would like to have a taste of you. What do you say, girl?” Lucy whimpered under the gaze of the man that had kidnapped her from Storm’s house. They had said that it was because of the bounty, the bounty that she hadn’t known had risen to that ridiculous amount. In the next room was Justin. They had separated them earlier. Lucy was beginning to think that this was the exact reason for the separation.