Novel & Cerita Lucy Thorne

He wasn't asking her permission. "Elias Thorne just started a war," Lucian growled, his jaw clenching as his grip tightened securely around her waist. "And I am going to bury him for it. But my family is sleeping under my roof tonight."

But he wasn’t alone. Clinging to his arm, looking like a fragile porcelain doll in a silk dress, was Cynthia Thorne. The "White Moonlight" who had abandoned Lucian when his father’s company was bankrupt, only to reappear now that he was a billionaire. "Lucian?" Maya’s voice was a soft rasp. "You’re late. I made dinner. It’s our anniversary."

The temperature in the room seemed to drop ten degrees. "I believe," a deep, resonant voice vibrated through the hall, "there is a misunderstanding regarding my son’s parentage." The crowd parted like the Red Sea. Lucian Thorne, a man respected by the elites in broad day light and feard in the shadows. He didn't look at the press, or the elite, or the empty grave on the screen. His eyes were fixed solely on Darcy and the boy. Harry blanched, his bravado evaporating. "Thorne? What is this? This is a family matter. This is my son, Leo Williams—"

I nodded and walked into her bedroom, situating myself on her bed. "How's your foot?" I asked, genuinely concerned. "Though it still hurts but I'm fine.” "I don't mean to pry but do you have other family members apart from Lucy?" I asked, curiously. "No. I’m an Orphan.” "What happened Lucy’s Dad?" "I fell pregnant with Lucy after I broke up with him. Our break up had been kinda rough, with him dumping and sending me away. The last thing he’d want is a child with me.” "Well, it's his loss, Lucia is a great kid, her smile is contagious and she gives people this kinda joy that I can't explain"

the new girl said, Lucy stared at her and she coughed “um I'm only trying to help, I'm Ann” the girl as she cleared her throat. “thank you for your concern Catherine had told me a lot about what it takes” Lucy replied and the girl nodded, then faced the wall as she lay on her bed at the extreme. Lucy, who had made sure everyone else had their bath, poured fresh water into the bathtub and had her bath. Wrapping the towel around her, she wore her night wear which she had brought along from the inn.

Grace sighed deeply, while I sat frozen on the couch, my mind blank. The woman in front of me smiled sweetly as she extended her hand, but there was a clear challenge in her eyes. "You must be Florence Lambert, right? I remember you’re Pierce’s little niece. I’m Lucy Snow. From now on, you should call me Aunt." Aunt? Trembling, I reached out my hand, utterly shaken by everything happening before me. But Lucy grabbed my hand tightly, squeezing it hard enough to make me wince in pain. I quickly yanked my hand back, letting out a muffled groan.

“For what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re here, Luce.” “Me too,” Lucy breathed. Lucy had it rough. During Ruby’s time at the academy. She had gotten to know Lucy a lot. They arrived around the same time and after they were tested separately for a week and placed in their dorm as roommates, they became fast friends. Lucy grew up as an orphan and she was thrown into foster care after foster care. When she turned 9, she was put in the last foster home she could remember. Her foster mother had no business being a foster mom and was incredibly abusive, the same with her husband, Lucy’s foster father. They were heartless individuals who only wanted Lucy for the foster system’s money.

Blade was licking the flame out of her skirt before he lifted the dress and began licking the burned skin on her thighs. "Nice to meet you, Nyneve. My name is Lucy, and you made a fucking mistake crossing Patrea and Althea." Lucy said this in a calm manner as she squeezed Nyneve’s neck tight, but I thought she was doing more as red veins began to crawl on the she-demon’s face as she gasped for air. Adan stood up after making sure Althea was able to stand as I hurried toward them, then walked to where Lucy and Lucius were.

She was wearing a necklace made out of different gemstones, and a rose pendant made out of white diamonds. Lilith then entered the room wearing a simple yet elegant black shear dress. She was stunned and frozen in place when Veronica turned her gaze to her. Veronica was so alluring. Her amethyst eyes matched perfectly with the necklace she was wearing. A smile then curved on Lilith’s face. “Your highness’ is the most beautiful lady and queen of all realms today.” Lilith complimented Veronica and walked beside her. “It is time.” Lilith offered her hand.

Mrs July handed the brown envelop to her and pushed her out the door. "I'm doomed. I'm so doomed. Nightmare. I need to complete the mission and run away from this hell" Lucy muttered as she stood in front of her door. When she was about to walk forward, a pair of hands grabbed and pulled her back into the room. " I didn't view your outfit. You look like a street rat. Open this drawer and pick out something. I already checked your cloths but all I saw was boyish and slutty styles". Mrs July continued and Lucy glared at her. The woman didn't talk about a gun or back fluid so she let out her held breath.