The Charismatic Lucas Gray Romane & Geschichten

I spoke soothingly, stroking my fingers along the curve of his spine until I felt his muscles soften. Lucas was taking deep breaths, having had a glance at what I was doing. His eyes flared wide as he faced forwards, muttering a series of profanities which sounded like, “Fuck this, fucking things going up my ass, the fuck I care about forgiveness, the fucking fuck!” I lubricated a second one and inserted it into Grayson’s relaxed butthole. “The things I do for love,” he commented in a casual drawl. Alex shot him a sly-eyed scowl that suggested, “shut the fuck up.”

They then drove to the house while listening to classical music on the radio. “How was it?” Charlotte asked when Lucas mentioned his visit to his mother’s grave. “Bleh!” he shrugged while patting the towel on his head to dry his hair. “Same usual.” “How were you hoping for it to feel?” she asked him again. “I don’t know, honestly. I know it is dumb to hope that a decomposed corpse would talk to me, but I did not think it would be that quiet.” Charlotte was looking at him with sadness but she was trying to force a smile on her face. Lucas hated being the site of public pity, hence why he steered away from scenes that made people feel sad for him.

“Then we better stay ahead of the smoke.” We sat at the small table, with the laptop between us. Lucas pulled out a second device, scanning for traces, making sure the signal couldn’t be tracked, his movements were precise, almost detached. He’d done this before. I watched the rain slide down the glass and said quietly, “He’ll come after Grayson first.” Lucas didn’t look up. “You care?” “Not enough to stop him. Just enough to regret it.” That was the truth I hated the most.

He said and left. Lucian clenched his fist,"Everything is going just as I've planned". He said with a smirk before he mindlinked with one of his men. "My Lord". Elvis responded. Elvis is his secret worker, he works for his brother but he seeks his revenge against Lucifer after what he had done to them in the past. He had destroyed their pack and taken advantage of all the gamma's, omega of the pack and used them as slave's. He used to be a beta, while his father was an alpha. Until he came and took everything always from them, even killed his mother and beheaded his father. It was indeed a big humiliation for a beta like him to work as a slave in Lucifer's kingdom. After he had met Lucian, h

I had no qualms about killing or shedding blood, it was part of my being as much as I was. We were the Grey children and I had every intention of fulfilling my father’s legacy. My own destiny called out to me too and its intertwined with the legacy he left me. Everything I do, every decision I make is to keep our family together and the lair safe. I realized that my parents death were not accidental as I started reading his journals. I’m Lucas Grey and I vowed to avenge my parents murder.

I loudly groaned in pain as I pleaded with him to let go. "You have done a perfect job, Calistus, I will let you the next time I need your services. You can untie him and let him struggle putting on the clothes if he minds walking naked in the streets," Jacob ordered as he slightly gave a slap on the cheek. He lit the blunt and blew the weird cloud of smoke into my eyes. The more I choked the more he enjoyed , I hated the smell like shit. 'Fuck love! Fuck Charlotte!' I silently cursed as Calistus undid the tight chains. I stumbled and groaned in pain as I tried to get on fit severally in vain. I had paid the price of being me, the rewards of love I had them in full.

she stuttered, her eyes darting away from his intense gaze. Lucas held back his haunted emotions, aware that Leah was still watching them from behind. He chose to walk past Charlotte, ignoring her completely. But he couldn't deny the rush of anticipation knowing that he would have another chance to confront her. As the work day came to an end and the office gradually emptied, Lucas remained behind, knowing that Charlotte was always the last one to leave. He had been closely watching her every move ever since he discovered her secret identity. As Charlotte approached the exit, ready to leave for the day, Lucas stepped into her path, blocking her way and preventing her from taking any step fur

/La Provincia de la Laguna de Bay, June, 1710/ Years seem to pass by so swiftly. Like a nighttime drive, arriving so soon just after you started stepping on the gas just moments ago. Lucas is now eighteen. The village-folk regards him as one of the mightiest villagers that they have. He is likened to the rare, but hardy Narra trees that the villagers are able to cut down from time to time. Whose woods are only meant to be turned into the finest lumber, having a bit of a red hue – like the red flush he always has on his cheeks – and having the timber not equivalent to any other type of wood. He’s the one in the spotlight now, before was Kai Parker – however, he’d prefer to rather not be in th

Imagine you forgiving Oliv after everything she did to you, ain't you just wonderful? Lena held back her tears staring at Gray, her heart beating so fast and her face turning into tomato every now and then. “How about we start afresh?” Gray asked. “what do you mean??” “I am Gray Smith, the founder and CEO of Sunny Media. I'm here for a business deal, I kinda noticed you some days back. You are amazing, beautiful and just perfect for me.” “Well,I don’t want to be perfect for you, I am in love with another.”