Novel & Cerita The Charismatic Lucas Gray

God, help me, please! "The devil is stepping in and my death is nearly approaching !!" ~ Esha Varnav ~

‘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."

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

Clint said. "Are you omiting the part that I said that the director general is no human, he is kind of supernatural" Lucas said. "Then we fight him using the way that is appropriate, you aren't human are you?" Clint asked Lucas. Lucas says nothing but walked away from the place as he thought of the words that Clint said. It's going to be a great fight if they are going to be facing the director general and he knows that it's going to cost him a lot of things. Out of all the werewolves that are in the school, he is the only one that is more or less like an ordinary wolf, although he heals quickly as he is fast, the others have those kind of power too.

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.

After they left, I took a car to the fake death service center. When I saw the silicone body, crafted to mirror me exactly down to the skin texture and most minor details, I couldn't help but be impressed by their skill. While I was still staring, a staff member handed me a contract. "Ms. Granger, we've booked your flight to Milanos and wiped all your identity records. The replacement is ready. On the day you chose, we'll make it fall from the banquet hall rooftop exactly as instructed. "From that moment, Elsa Granger will no longer exist—only Faith Winslow. Sign here if you're ready."