The Charismatic Lucas Gray Novels & Stories

Calista was looking at us and I could see confusion on her face. What have I done? "Hey, you must be Calista? Or should I say.... Lucia Profaci?!" Grayson said. That dirty smirk on his face! I wish I can slap it off his face. But Lucia Profaci? The rumored daughter of Luciano Profaci who was just found? How is she Calista!. "I'm Grayson by the way. Pardon my manners... Grayson Gotti" "Gotti?" Calista asked and I could tell she was surprised. Maybe she've never heard of him, but the confusion soon cleared off her face almost immediately.

“Congratulations babe! You are amazing!” “Thanks.” I said in a non-committal tone. I did not see the need to be excited since we don’t know what the outcome of this whole fiasco will be. After what happened to the Jones family, I know that Lucien is not an easy opponent and he might even be more ruthless. He is only showing us the tip of the iceberg. “I have already booked a hotel to celebrate with close friends, make sure that you show up and don’t be late.” Elisa said. I was tired and all I needed now was time to cool off but I did not reject her directly.

He said that he cared for her and that made things a lot harder for her than before. She felt trapped between fire and a molten rock and as far as she had pushed him to the back of her mind he had came in blazing force. *** Lucas left Jessica’s apartment and drove to his place; instructing Emilio and Brant to it at her apartment, but make themselves invisible in case Adrian showed up. He entered his condo and made a beeline to his mini bar, pouring himself a glass of dry Scotch and downed it in one gulp. He poured himself another and contemplated the view he had of the city.

He saw himself—older, bleeding, knees on ash-covered ground, clutching a blade etched with divine runes. The sky was burning red. The air smelled like metal and rot. Lucian was fighting something in the distance. So was Kai. So was Dorian. Bodies littered the streets—some human, some monstrous. He couldn’t tell what side anyone was on. And at the center stood Tristan. Eyes pitch black. His smile wide, bloody, and unnatural. Beside him, cloaked in shadows, was Luca—horns now grown from his skull, red markings coiled around his arms like serpents.

Which is not entirely false as they are preparing for Priscilla Lovell-Atkins to pass down the position as Head of Forrest Hospital to her eldest son Grant Atkins. As for Veronica, she has tried to meet with Lucas a number of times, but just like before, she was told that he’s been really busy. However, once she saw the press conference, her vision dimmed. ‘How did this happen?! That woman was not just a secretary?! She is part of the Griffin Clan?!!!’ She couldn’t understand how Diana became so lucky to have such a background. All the more that she couldn’t understand how Lucas would choose to be with a woman he has only met earlier this year, compared to her who practically grew up with hi

The game is on, and I’m going to remind whoever dared cross the De Luca family why I’m the Don. --- Lilith I don't like to leave traces. My tracks are always cleared even before I can say Jack. After all that was my charm, clean jobs. I am painting again. This time it is way more darker than my normal paintings. There's a darkness to each stroke. My phone suddenly rings, and I pick it up, knowing who it is,and why exactly he is calling. "Enjoying your husband's house, Lilith?" I grind my teeth at the wicked sarcasm in his tone. "Of course, father."

Lux was shocked, “Ugh!” She realized that she had bumped into a man with jet black hair. Lux immediately apologized to the man. Then, she immediately stepped back and walked away from the man. Lux muttered something while heading to Rosa's place, “You dummy, Lux! Why are you so careless!” On the other hand, the man with jet black hair with violet eyes that Lux Charlisa had just bumped into. He looked at the girl from a distance while putting his hands in his black trousers. The man was wearing all black and the aura on the man felt so mysterious.

he murmured, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear. I rolled my eyes, but couldn't fight the grin spreading across my face. "Careful, Nightshade. Your charm's showing." "Can't help it," he retorted, pulling me closer. "You bring it out in me." As our lips met in a tender kiss, I marveled at how right this felt. Me, the daughter of Lucifer, tangled up with a vampire. It was absurd, impossible—and absolutely perfect. When we finally broke apart, I rested my forehead against his, basking in the contentment that radiated through every fiber of my being. For once, I wasn't itching to run, to chase the next thrill. I was exactly where I wanted to be.

Jayden said coming out of the darkness. “Jayden you cannot stop it, I have seen it," Alexandra said. She slowly walked down the stairs and meant Jayden at the bottom. She touched his face and smiled. “Your life will be spared.” “Why are her eyes gray if she isn’t destined to be a vampire like me?” Jayden questioned. “That I haven't seen,” Alexander said. “But you see her die?” Garrett asked. “Yes.” “When?” Jayden asked before Garrett could. “I do not know.” She spoke. “Your mortal is stirring in your room Garrett I'd go to her now.”

He felt a great sense of power because both Grace and Katy now in love with him and they did not even know that the man they met at the college was the same monster their parents had fought years ago. Lucas stood up and walked toward the center of the room, his long black cloak sweeping across the dusty stone floor. He looked at the other vampires who were standing in the shadows, their eyes glowing red with a hunger for the chaos that was about to begin in the world of the living. "I have spent eighteen long and lonely years waiting for the perfect moment to strike at the heart of the family that thought they had defeated me with a simple black stone. I will use them to make the kingdom of