The Charismatic Lucas Gray Novels & Stories

‘Are you okay little Zaya? Lissa turned to look into the most stunning azure blue eyes she had ever seen, it was like looking into the summer sky, they were so bright and the rest of him was equally stunning. He was gorgeous, his golden skin was flawless, his teeth white and his pale blonde hair was quite long framing his face in soft curls, he looked like a Greek God with the harsh office light shining behind him. He had crouched down to her level and she stared into his eyes mesmerized, like a rabbit caught in headlights. Luca’s eyes roamed over her just as mesmerized with her, she was much more beautiful in the flesh, and desire swept through him pooling in his core, ‘She was perfect’

Ernest’s virtual face sank, and he responded “I would love to sir, however permission must be granted from sir Elijah to do so.” Lucas didn’t respond but instead started off towards Elijah’s office. Emma quickly followed after. “I want 15 and Ernest’s memory erased, quick I need to go!” Lucas shouted as soon as he burst in the office door. “Whoa, whoa man. First of all, hello, good morning, welcome. Jesus.” Elijah spouted calmly, standing up to greet Lucas and Emma. “I don’t have 15 on me at the moment all right. I have 10 and I can get you the re-“

“Lucas, we are talking about Lucian, the bastard. He destroyed an entire kingdom. How can you trust him?” Lucas took a deep breath, trying to control his breathing “I know very well that he is just a bastard, but that energy was not fake energy, it was pure dark energy, and the magic that Lucian possesses is impossible to mix with that energy. He is not the one who did it.” He said while looking at the one who gritted his teeth very hard, while Lucas approached Emilia and held her hand while looking at her. "We will save him, I promise you that."

The ones who should pay were the two adults who had raised him this way. The head of the Council of Elders spoke, voice grim, "As a minor, Lucas will not be tried as a principal offender. However, effective immediately, he is stripped of all rights of succession and will no longer be recognized as a member of the Graystone pack. "He will be transferred to a neutral juvenile ward and will remain there until adulthood. He is forbidden from any involvement in royal or pack affairs." Lucas froze. "I don't want to go!" Panic finally broke through as he turned to grab Alexander's clothes. "You said you'd make me Alpha, Father!"

“ Will you Luca Pavilochenki take Sharon Gray to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish her, in sickness and in health till the last of your days?” “Yes” Luca's deep voice resonated through the hall No bandages, no bruises, just cold eyes staring into space. The makeup artist did a great job covering them all up. The Pavilochenki dynasty and the Gray family were placed on opposite sides of the church. Their business partners, share holders, associates, colleagues and some esteemed employees were with them.

Maybe it's a CEO thing to go half dressed. “Don’t listen to my little sister; she has no sense of humor at all. I am Lucas Black and I’m happy to welcome you to the team,” Lucas came from behind his desk and shook Lisa’s hand. His skin was hot, as though there was a furnace beneath it, Lisa found herself wanting to hold his hand for a minute longer and she retracted her hand jerkily.

I demanded, my voice shaking with anger. Confusion flickered across Lucas' face as he tried to comprehend the gravity of my accusations. "What are you talking about Lil?" he asked, a hint of mischief creeping into his expression. Realizing that Grace had spilled the details of their "wild night", an insidious smirk spread across Lucas' face. With a devilish glint in his eyes, he brazenly admitted to his actions. "Ah, so Grace couldn't resist sharing the juicy details, huh? Well, she was merely an appetizer for me. You, my dear, are the main course," he said arrogantly, playing with his words.

At least, these dumb men should have thought of another different way to kill, not in the same way it had been done before. "You pour a generous glass, Cassian," I said quietly, taking the cup from his fingers. "Only the best for our Alpha," Cassian offered a smooth smile that did not reach his eyes. "Then you should have the first sip," I said, holding the goblet back out to him. Cassian froze. The fake warmth on his face instantly melted, his skin turning a sickly shade of grey. Beside him, Abby took a small step backward, his fingers twitching toward the inner lining of his coat.

Deva replied and shook his head. The gang leader sighs hearing the words from Deva as he thinks of what to do, as Lucian will surely kill them if they fail to finish their plans to deal with him. The leader remembers Gray's resilience. “Gray, who is he?” “Seeing how they showed up to rescue him, then he must be someone of power also.” The leader asked with a calm voice. Deva chuckled. “Gray…?” “He's Lucian's right-hand man. I don't know how you managed to catch him, but that's something that doesn't happen often; he's just as ruthless as Lucian.” Deva replied.

The article she was reading about them showed that Duke Gray keeps a low profile and didn't really like to make a lot of public appearances. Lucas has a brother too. She had no idea that he did. His name was Derrick Gray and he had a darkness about him. In the picture they had both taken with their father and mother, Derrick was looking straight into the camera. He was not smiling and Kayla had a feeling as if he was looking directly into her soul.