Lucien Nightshade
He wasn't just dangerous; he was the kind of man who wrote his name in blood and left destruction in his wake. They called him the King of Shadows, a man with no heart and no mercy. When he looked at me, it wasn't with desire—it was with ownership. As if I was already his, even before he touched me. I knew better than to get close. I knew that getting involved with him meant signing my own death warrant. But there was something about the way he commanded the room, something about the darkness that surrounded him, that called to the broken parts of me. He promised to protect me, but I knew the truth: He was the real monster. And the scariest part? I was falling in love with the beast.
About Lucien Nightshade
He wasn't just dangerous; he was the kind of man who wrote his name in blood and left destruction in his wake. They called him the King of Shadows, a man with no heart and no mercy. When he looked at me, it wasn't with desire—it was with ownership. As if I was already his, even before he touched me. I knew better than to get close. I knew tha...Read more