Wild Heat Lucy Monroe Novels & Stories

“And get your damn eyes off her.” Then she steps into my space, and her scent hits me. Sweet, warm, with a hint of vanilla and something uniquely her. It’s not perfume, it’s her skin, her heat, her heartbeat calling to mine. My wolf lunges inside me, teeth bared, desperate to claim her. But she's a fucking human. She snaps me out of my head. “Good morning, Rhett,” Lucy says, planting her hands on her hips. She has those long, beautiful fingers, nails neatly trimmed and coated in a soft nude polish. Simple, elegant. My kind of turn-on.

Cade asked, his voice tight with concern as he held me. “I… I think so,” I whispered, still shaking. He didn’t wait. He lifted me into his arms and carried me deeper into the boutique. The staff quickly found us a private room. “Are you feeling better now?” he asked, handing me a cup of tea after the staff left. I took a small sip. “Who was that woman?” “She’s known as Crazy Lucy. She lost her family years ago… some say they were murdered in front of her. Others say she did it. Either way, she’s been mad ever since.”

"Hello, Faith." "Lucy, we're screwed. Mr. Ripley suddenly came to my house looking for Banshee and asked if I was her. Oh my god, are you planning to use me as a scapegoat?" Lucy said, "Not this time. I'm ready to expose my alias." Faith exclaimed, "That's great! I can tell Mr. Jones that I'm not Banshee. Lucy, how are you planning to expose yourself?" Lucy said, "I'll record a video."

“What have I done wrong to deserve this cold treatment? She asked softly. “My mind has always been with you in the morning, afternoon, and night. I was doing all I can to get the chance to see you and you made it obvious that I am not welcome.” Lucian took a deep breath before saying “Lucy,I never expected to see you here. In this dangerous place. The Mafia don isn't a cool person.” Lucy nodded in understanding and pulled him into a warm embrace. He hugged her too. They both stayed that way for some minutes before he allowed her to step into his ward and sleep on the bed. ***** Hailey smiled and put flowers on Hilda's grave. She had revisited Hilda alone. To be honest Hilda was a very brave

All we could manage were small, calculated strikes, enough to cause irritation but never the devastating blow I craved. Tonight, I sat at my table, photographs of Jack’s associates spread out before me. I examined each one with sharp eyes until a particular image caught my attention—a tall, stylish woman leaning casually against Jack’s luxury car. I didn’t recognize her from the Blue Lagoon Pack. Who was she? I turned to Hilary, pointing at the photo. “Who is this woman? Have you seen her around the Blue Lagoon Pack?” Hilary’s lips curled into a sneer. “That’s Lucy. She’s one of Rose’s close friends. Helped the Blue Lagoon Pack during the Maroon Hill conflict, which earned her a spot in Jack

Riley blinked, caught between surprise and mild panic, as the announcer continued. “She is fierce and confident—breaking records as the first Wild Cat to enter the Top 100 on her very first trial!” The massive projector flickered to life behind him, flashing with clips of Riley’s fight with Kika—every punch, every takedown—and still images of her standing victorious, the crowd around her roaring in the footage. Some people clapped, some whispered, others stared in thinly veiled envy. But in one corner of the room, two pairs of eyes—Lucas’s and Theo’s—watched her with very different kinds of hunger.

No matter what happens, I don't want them to get involved. Lucille Damian is my official name in the company. Some people look up to me and fear me. For a few months, I learnt how to be Lucille Damian, and for a few years, I was Lucille Santos. Since the attorney has entered my life, she has shown me who and what I truly am. I am Damian's heir, but no one knows I'm still alive. After all, the public knows me as Lucille, the faceless woman. All of my staff were forbidden from exposing what they believed I looked like as Lucille Damian. They had no right to harm me.

she asked with a small frown. I leaned back against my seat and looked out at the quiet dark road. “I would love to tell you everything but there’s only so much I can say without giving away too many details. All I can tell you right now is that Elias is very much alive, and I need your help” I said before I looked down into her beautiful brown eyes, wondering what was going through her mind. Makayla looked away for a moment before her eyes met mine and we both stared at each other for a good few seconds.

Killing them was the only option at that time as we could not risk them letting the council know where we were. I was pregnant then and couldn't shift. So Lucy had to fight all five male rogue wolves on her own. They were bigger than her, yet she killed them with so much ease as though she was a predator and they were her prey. After she killed them off, she burned their bodies and we prayed that at least they were now at peace with the moon goddess. Of course the guilt ate me up that day terribly. But that was the cost of making sure the council didn't find me.

Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home. Stepping out the door was Wade Roberto,"Daisy Hunter, remember it's twenty billion dollars." He muttered and blew kisses in the air and left the office. Daisy Hunter stared askance at him as her thoughts raced. 'Why did Wade Roberto choose me out of all the ladies at the office?' 'Why would he be offering such a huge amount of money for a two year marriage contract?' This and many more thoughts raced through the mind of Daisy Hunter as if she had stepped into a convoluted maze with no clear path forward.