Who Is Lucius Mother In Gladiator Novels & Stories

I need to find a way to buy it. I quickly grabbed his white shirt last night and put it on before using the bathroom. Once I am done, I make my way out of the bedroom, following the sound of voices. “I can’t believe you want to settle for that girl!” I hear the familiar voice of Lucius’s mother. “Mum, please keep your voice down. As I told you, I am not marrying anyone but my mate,” Lucius says to his mother, and I freeze in my tracks. His mate? The woman he loves. Is he still waiting for her?

"Who is the woman who sends letters from the grave?" Marcus exhaled a jagged breath. "Leticia Valerius. Lucian’s mother. The world believed she died in a car fire when he was ten. But the truth is much darker. She was the architect behind the syndicates. Lucian spent twenty years erasing her footprint, thinking he had finally buried her shadow." "And now she’s come back for him?" "No, ma'am," Marcus said, looking at my stomach with a grim clarity. "She’s come back for what he created. For the heir."

Faricenda's eyes threatened to close but some reason, she wanted to keep it open, to maybe glance at the man before her. Prince Lucius was back to himself but he could only see his mate in the room, he could see no one else. He raised her cheeks to his face to look at her eyes, he could see it just like that night. The gold were shining in it but the instant he was still gazing at it, Faricenda suddenly felt sleepy as her eyes finally closed and she fainted in his hands, "Mother…" She had called. Lucius's brow furrowed in confusion, mother? Without hesitation, he carried her to his bed and laid her neatly on it, covering her body with a duvet. "Lucius…" His mother could finally breath as she

“…Her name is Diana. Diana Mendez. She’s my partner.” Lucius’s expression darkened. “So that’s it? You just forgot about my mother? Just moved on like it was nothing?” His voice was laced with bitterness, but as soon as he said it, he exhaled sharply. “Never mind. What’s the point of even bringing it up? You and my mother only stayed together for appearances.”

“Yes, Lucius. Bring her to my study immediately. I want to learn more about her and her connection to Letra.” Lucius departed swiftly to fulfill his orders, leaving Nero to ponder the implications of this unexpected visitor. Letra, his late wife and Letharia and Lorelei’s mother, had always been a source of mystery. Her lineage was shrouded in secrecy, and her unique abilities were unlike anything he had encountered before. Could this woman hold the key to unlocking the secrets of Letra’s past? Lost in his thoughts, Nero made his way to his study, a room adorned with bookshelves filled with ancient tomes and artifacts. He took a seat behind his intricately carved desk, anticipation growing a

I said, my voice devoid of all warmth, "rather than let him become a pawn in your filthy game." "You… you're a monster…" Lucius's lips turned white, his body shaking uncontrollably. He finally understood what he had lost. Not for Lilith, not for the greater good. He himself had forced his own mate to kill their child. He had turned the most powerful Bloodsworn Champion into this creature of vengeance. SLAP! A sharp crack echoed through the room. It wasn't me. A lavishly dressed woman burst from the crowd—Lucius's mother, the former Lady.

Who was she? “Explain this to me. Decus told me about your failure. I couldn't believe him and had to convince myself of it. It was a terrible sight. Where's the Armageddon? Is it possible that you, my own son, are not taking your contracts seriously? ”Louis took a step forward while Godric opened his mouth in amazement. This woman, this demoness, was Lucifer's mother ???

He said very angrily, looking at her while she had a sarcastic smile on her face "The correct question is: What did you not do to me? You did not leave anything bad without doing it to me. You killed my brother, you tortured me, you killed my entire people, and yesterday I saw you behead my father. I saw you behead the man who loved you more than his son." He looked at her in astonishment and shock “Emilia, I think you are wrong about it. When you got to your father, he was already dead.” Her tears fell violently as she looked at him while shaking her head in rejection "No, I was there and I saw you. You took your sword and cut off his head. You were even playing with his head in front of my

"I have so many things I want to ask, but it can all wait. Your recovery is all that matters to me at this moment. I can't bear the thought of what might have happened if I had arrived a second later, or how broken I would have become if I had lost you," He confessed, his eyes filled with genuine emotion. He reached out and gently grasped her hand, offering her a reassuring squeeze. "You're safe now, and that's all that matters." "It can't," She refused, her cheeks flushed red at his confessions, ahh Lucian why do you have to make this more difficult, she thought "It's about your mother," "My mother?" He frowned "Your mother grew up in this town, and was quite close with mine....sha was rais

His mother may not have carried me in her womb, but I had felt her unconditional love. My nephew was dead, our seal on the crown, barely three days after Luca’s coronation. This was a conspiracy, and Luca was right—an insider was aiding Caesar. “Selene. She did this.” Luca lifted his head, his face crimson red, cheeks glistening with tears. “Let her mourn, Luca. You may be wrong.” It was strange. A mother killing her own son? For what? Why would she do it? Luca turned to me, his jaw tight. “Did you not hear what Caesar said? He’s been fucking her. They’re together. She’s just a fucking pretender.”