Novel & Cerita Lux Arcadia

He was in a suit and it made him look professional and I was reminded that I was the girlfriend of one of the most expensive icons in the world and I wasn't going to let that title slip, I would protect it at all cost. "I love you." I whispered into his ear. * This was Amy's first plane ride and it was perfect because it was a private plane and she got the best service any little girl could have. It was hard to believe that this lifestyle used to be nothing but my mere imagination until now. We arrived at Greg's family's mansion and for a moment, I remembered how poor I was. Most of my current wealth was because of my connection with Greg. I didn't want that to ruin my mood and so I brushed

The white stucco bungalows on their sides were tinted with peeling lemon-coloured paint at the corners. A few aged residents were strolling along the stoned street supported by wooden walking sticks, glasses slipping down the bridge of their noses due to the greasy and slippery wet they were drenched in. Behind them, a crowd of teenagers chortled at some joke quoted by their leader who was a well-portioned boy with untidy hair wearing a T-shirt that read “Support Barcelona.” and a pair of rugged levis jeans. There were groups of small children playing around a fountain near the heart of the vicinity while their mothers stood beside chattering loudly as if no one was listening. After driving

The nutritional products alone cost more than my first car. "Oh my," Martha fluttered, her hand going to her throat. "Oh, you shouldn't have! Aria, you didn't tell me you’d gone and married a saint!" I felt the heat crawl up my neck. "Martha, he’s not—" "He’s so considerate," she gushed, looking at Luca like he was the second coming of the Moon Goddess. "And so gentle! Look at the way he holds your arm, dear. You always did have good judgment. I told your father you’d find a man who’d treat you like a queen."

His lips curved slightly. "I'm Albert Craig." I folded my arms. "Lucy George." "Yes." The answer came a little too quickly. As if he already knew everything about me. Which, honestly, was becoming increasingly obvious. A long silence followed. Finally, Albert gestured toward the open door. "Would you like to continue this conversation in the hallway?" I glanced around. Then sighed. Unfortunately, he had a point. Reluctantly, I stepped inside. The suite was larger than my entire apartment. Possibly larger than my parents' house. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city skyline. Modern furniture filled the room. Everything looked expensive. Very expensive.

"You can't send me there, you can't—" "You know why we pay it, Maren," he said. "It's how we survive. The Lycans won the war a hundred years ago. We pay them what they demand, and we get to keep what we have left. Food, medicine, shelter — things you take for granted."

Alexander was arguing with Luca over a chess match. Luca claimed Alexander cheated. Alexander claimed Luca simply didn't know how to lose. Gabriel quietly read a newspaper while pretending not to laugh. Evelyn helped Elizabeth in the kitchen. The house... Was alive. Filled with warmth. Filled with family. --- After dinner... Elena and Adrian walked through the garden. Fireflies danced beneath the evening sky. The roses Richard had once planted were in full bloom. Adrian slipped his hand into hers. "You've been smiling more." She nodded.

“He went far away.” Mateo pouted”He said he was going to buy me nicer things than Uncle Alec" The word stung more than she expected. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Adrian The city welcomed Adrian like it always had with fear dressed as respect. Cars slowed when he passed. Heads bowed. Doors opened before he reached them. Nothing had changed. Except him. “You look distracted,” Luca said as they entered the restaurant. “I am.” “You came back to focus.” “I know.” The woman across the table smiled politely. Dark hair. Elegant dress. Connected in ways that mattered.

Adara had stopped being surprised by Dorian, which told me she had reached the specific stage of respect where someone no longer required performance. Luca and Mira had moved into a house in the lower city. It was a house with a garden that Mira was apparently doing extraordinary things to, and a door that Luca had painted a specific shade of blue. He claimed it was not an aesthetic decision, though it was clearly an aesthetic decision. He had also acquired a horse. Not the grey one, but a different horse, a brown one, who was by all accounts entirely well-tempered. Luca spoke about him with the quiet satisfaction of a man who had found something that suited him.

"Cinta adalah kelemahan, Zayne. Tapi bagi seseorang seperti Aurelia, itu mungkin sebuah strategi yang sangat nekat." Kembali ke balkon, Alaric mulai kehilangan sisa-sisa kesadarannya. Ia mencengkeram kerah gaun Aurelia, merobek bagian bahunya hingga memperlihatkan kulit putih gadis itu. Alaric terengah, napasnya memburu saat ia menatap bekas luka kecil di leher Aurelia yang memicu insting laparnya. "Darahmu..." gumam Alaric dengan suara serak. "Aku menginginkannya."

Ia tidak sadar, Lucia memperhatikannya terus sejak tadi. Di dalam hatinya, Lucia berbisik 'Aku akan membuatmu tersenyum suatu hari nanti.' **************** Setelah melewati pos kedua, mobil mereka memasuki halaman besar Arcadia University. Tempat itu tampak megah, gedung berarsitektur Eropa, taman luas dengan patung - patung marmer, dan air mancur yang memantulkan cahaya matahari. Kayulla memarkir mobil di area khusus mahasiswa kelas A.