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Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 50
CHAPTER 50The room cracked with the sound of glass exploding.A goblet, once filled with blood-red wine, shattered against the wall of the sanctum, the liquid running down the stone like a fresh wound.Isadora’s cloak fanned around her like wings, her breathing ragged with fury as she stood before the dark scrying mirror, the vision within fading now—just enough for her to have seen Elias stumble in Trenna. Just enough to see the flashes behind his eyes. The sigil had worked. The memory had resurfaced.But it was too soon.She spun, her bootsteps echoing through the chamber. “What the hell is wrong with that stupid man?” she hissed, slamming her palm against the edge of her altar. “Gabriel. Always so noble. So moral. So—so predictable it’s disgusting.”A low snarl escaped her throat as her fingers curled around a blackened bone on the altar’s edge. The object pulsed beneath her grip—once belonging to a daemon of truth. She nearly crushed it.“He let him walk into Trenna.” Her voice d
Last Updated : 2025-04-24Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 51
CHAPTER 51Elias stood near the edge of the ruined village, breathing hard.His hands wouldn’t stop shaking.The others were talking—quiet, distant murmurs behind him—but their voices blurred into meaningless sound. All he could hear was the rush of blood in his ears, the pounding of a headache that had crawled behind his eyes and made a home there.And the echo.Unwanted.The word had lashed across his mind like a whip, dragged from the pit of a memory he didn’t remember asking for.He could still see her face. Isadora, kneeling beside him as a child. Her hand on his. Her voice—too gentle to belong to the woman who had nearly killed Lucian, who had tortured and murdered people just to draw him out.Yet it had been her.And then—His mother. Her face had appeared like a ghost, etched in fire, in rage, in rejection. Not the soft, blurry memory he had invented for himself. No. This was real. Her lips curled in disgust. Her voice—cold, unflinching.He’s a mistake. That thing should never
Last Updated : 2025-04-24Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 1The grand doors of Everstone Mansion slammed shut behind Elias with a deafening sound. He stumbled down the stone steps, heart hammering so hard he thought it might break through his ribs. It was betrayal.It was shame.It was fear."You have no place here," Lord Everstone had spat at him minutes ago, his eyes gleaming with disgust."You filthy little whore."Elias could still taste Tristan on his lips—sweet, desperate, forbidden. And he could still hear Tristan’s voice, trembling and terrified, as he shoved Elias away in front of everyone."I didn't want it! He forced me!"Lies.Every word a dagger straight into Elias’s gut.He wrapped his arms around himself, forcing his legs to move down the driveway. His boots crunched against the gravel. His hands trembled. His throat was raw from the words he couldn't scream.He hadn’t forced Tristan.They had kissed because Tristan had wanted it—begged for it in the shadows of the east garden. Elias had trusted him. Trusted that maybe
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 2Lucian had felt it—a searing, sudden pain that tore through his chest like claws. Not physical, not even psychic. Just… wrong. Something was wrong. He couldn’t explain it, couldn’t ignore it.He left without a word, slipping into the night. The city blurred past him as he followed the pulse—something in his bones guiding him. It led him to a goddamn alley.And that’s when he saw them.Three men.One boy.They surrounded him like jackals, knives glinting in the dim light, laughter sharp and cruel. The scent of Elias’s fear hit him first—raw, bitter, and far too familiar.Lucian didn’t remember moving.One heartbeat they were standing, jeering.The next—ripped apart. Torn to pieces. Screams cut short. Blood painted the concrete like art.Lucian stood amidst the wreckage, chest heaving. His hands were drenched in crimson. It dripped from his knuckles, slid down his wrist. His heart was still hammering, not from the kill—but from what nearly happened.To him.Elias.The boy stood
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 3Elias woke with a start, heart pounding. The room was dim, the fire in the hearth reduced to glowing embers. He remembered the blood, the silver-eyed man—Lucian. And now…he was alone.Good. He needed to leave.He threw off the heavy blanket covering him, shivering as the cold bit into his skin. Every muscle protested, but he stumbled to his feet, stubbornness pushing him onward. He wasn’t going to stay with a murderer, even if he’d been the one saved.Quietly, he padded toward the door. It creaked as he opened it, but the dark hallway beyond was empty. Holding his breath, he crept forward, each step careful, deliberate.The front door came into view.Almost there."Where the hell do you think you're going?" Lucian’s voice cracked like a whip through the silence.Elias flinched violently, spinning around. Lucian stood in the shadows, arms crossed, silver eyes burning."Away from you!" Elias snapped, hating how his voice shook. "I'd rather take my chances with the monsters in t
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 4"Zah’reth nujta, veth riel."Deep, echoing, in a language older than the stars."Zah’reth nujta, veth riel!"The voice again—louder, harsher. A command. A curse.Lucian stood in the middle of a blackened field, the sky above him cracked with veins of red lightning. Smoke curled from the ground, thick and acrid, tasting of blood and ashes. The air pulsed with unseen power—heavy, suffocating.Figures moved around him, cloaked in tattered robes, their faces hidden. They spoke rapidly, each word dripping like venom."Velan thros di’akar. Shira veth sul!”Their chants twisted the very air, making it hum and ripple.Lucian’s heart thundered against his ribs. His fingers twitched by his side, aching for a weapon he did not remember holding.In front of him, Elias knelt—but it wasn’t Elias, not truly.This version of him was clothed in something strange—elegant, ceremonial, stained dark at the edges with what could only be blood.His eyes—those damnable, unforgettable eyes—shone wit
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 5Lord Everstone stood at the head of the grand dining table, his palms flat against the polished wood, knuckles white with rage."What do you mean, he has powers?" he snarled, his voice low but deadly.Across from him, a cloaked figure stood calmly, the firelight casting deep shadows over his face. His voice was steady, almost eerily calm."Elias is not what he appears to be. His blood is old. Powerful. He carries within him magic that predates even your House."A crack of lightning split the sky outside, illuminating Lady Everstone where she sat, pale and rigid, her hands trembling slightly in her lap.Lord Everstone’s glare was murderous. He turned on Tristan, who stood by the door, eyes wide and face pale."You worthless, spineless brat!" Lord Everstone roared.Before Tristan could react, Lord Everstone’s hand whipped across his face with a brutal crack. Tristan stumbled backward, one hand flying to his burning cheek."Father…" he croaked, but the word died in his throat un
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 6
The fork whistled through the air, striking the wall with a vicious thunk an inch from Tristan's head.Tristan let out a high, startled cry, flinching so hard he nearly toppled from his chair.Lucian's voice followed, low and disdainful."Watch your tongue, before I tear it from your skull."Tristan coughed, red-faced, smoothing back his hair with a shaking hand."Temper, temper," he wheezed. "We're all friends here, aren't we?"Lucian said nothing. His eyes — cold, crimson, and pitiless — pinned Tristan like a specimen.At the head of the long, dark table sat Lord Sebastian Everstone, Tristan’s father — his posture rigid, his hands neatly folded atop the polished mahogany as though he were attending a church service, not a meeting soaked in thinly veiled bloodlust."Enough childishness," Lord Everstone said, his tone crisp, historical — the voice of ancient nobility, polished sharp over centuries."We are not here to bicker. We are here to retrieve what is ours."Lucian tilted his hea
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CHAPTER 51Elias stood near the edge of the ruined village, breathing hard.His hands wouldn’t stop shaking.The others were talking—quiet, distant murmurs behind him—but their voices blurred into meaningless sound. All he could hear was the rush of blood in his ears, the pounding of a headache that had crawled behind his eyes and made a home there.And the echo.Unwanted.The word had lashed across his mind like a whip, dragged from the pit of a memory he didn’t remember asking for.He could still see her face. Isadora, kneeling beside him as a child. Her hand on his. Her voice—too gentle to belong to the woman who had nearly killed Lucian, who had tortured and murdered people just to draw him out.Yet it had been her.And then—His mother. Her face had appeared like a ghost, etched in fire, in rage, in rejection. Not the soft, blurry memory he had invented for himself. No. This was real. Her lips curled in disgust. Her voice—cold, unflinching.He’s a mistake. That thing should never
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 50
CHAPTER 50The room cracked with the sound of glass exploding.A goblet, once filled with blood-red wine, shattered against the wall of the sanctum, the liquid running down the stone like a fresh wound.Isadora’s cloak fanned around her like wings, her breathing ragged with fury as she stood before the dark scrying mirror, the vision within fading now—just enough for her to have seen Elias stumble in Trenna. Just enough to see the flashes behind his eyes. The sigil had worked. The memory had resurfaced.But it was too soon.She spun, her bootsteps echoing through the chamber. “What the hell is wrong with that stupid man?” she hissed, slamming her palm against the edge of her altar. “Gabriel. Always so noble. So moral. So—so predictable it’s disgusting.”A low snarl escaped her throat as her fingers curled around a blackened bone on the altar’s edge. The object pulsed beneath her grip—once belonging to a daemon of truth. She nearly crushed it.“He let him walk into Trenna.” Her voice d
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 49
CHAPTER 49The scent of spiced tea drifted through the morning air, curling around the stone halls of the manor like a comforting fog.Gabriel was already seated on the armrest of a chair, cradling a mug of tea in one hand and adjusting the cuffs of his coat with the other.Elias came down the stairs first, his damp hair clinging to his forehead, and his shirt still slightly wrinkled from being pulled on in a rush. He rubbed his temple and stepped into the living room.Lucian and Dorian entered next, voices low as they spoke between themselves.“You’re up early,” Lucian said as he glanced at Gabriel. “Planning to disappear without saying goodbye?”Gabriel smiled faintly over the rim of his mug. “Perish the thought. I have a call to answer. A village summoned me. They've got a sickness that their local healer couldn’t manage.”“A sickness?” Dorian raised an eyebrow. “What kind?”Gabriel shrugged. “No idea until I see it. But if it was simple, they wouldn’t have needed me.”Kai padded i
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 48
CHAPTER 48The moon hung low and heavy through the arched windows of the manor, casting silver light over the polished floors and silent halls. The storm of the evening had passed, but the house hadn’t yet exhaled. It was still holding its breath.Elias had been brought home—his body limp but alive, his breathing steady. Lucian had refused to leave his side. Gabriel stood watch at the door, unreadable. And Kai had paced for hours before finally collapsing on the couch.But Dorian never came to bed.Kai stirred from half-sleep, bleary eyes catching the faint glow of a lamp deeper into the study. He stood quietly, tugging his robe closed as he moved toward the light.He found Dorian seated in a high-backed chair, legs crossed, a leather-bound tome in his lap. His fingers weren’t even turning the page.“You’re not reading,” Kai murmured.Dorian didn’t flinch. “I’m keeping watch.”Kai stepped closer. “He’s safe, Dorian. Lucian’s with him. Gabriel too.”“I know.”Kai exhaled. “Then what ar
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 47
CHAPTER 47Gabriel leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees. “There’s something else.”Everyone looked at him.Gabriel’s brows furrowed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose. “The snake wasn’t meant for Lucian.”Elias froze. “What?”Gabriel glanced up. “It was meant for you, Elias.”The words were a punch to the gut. Elias felt all the air leave his lungs. Lucian immediately straightened beside him, eyes darkening.“What do you mean?” Lucian asked, voice low.“I tracked the serpent’s movement,” Gabriel said. “It followed Elias’s magical trail through the mansion. It was waiting near his room.”Kai swore under his breath.“But Lucian passed through the hall first, while we were looking for the source of the slithering” Gabriel continued. “He intercepted it by accident. The snake struck at the nearest source of power when it got confused.”Elias swallowed hard. “If I’d been there…”Lucian grabbed his hand tightly. “Then you would’ve been the one poisoned. Don’t even finish that t
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 46
CHAPTER 46The world was pale and quiet again.Elias stood in a field of white grass, windless and still. The sky above him was colorless—no sun, no moon. Just a hollow dome of muted grey, as if reality had forgotten to paint itself.His breath came out in puffs he couldn’t feel.“I’m dreaming again,” he muttered, and his voice didn’t echo. It fell dead into the ground.“You always are, little spark.”The voice slipped through the air like silk on skin.Elias turned.There she was.The Oracle.She stood at the center of the field, draped in layered silks that moved like water though there was no breeze. Her eyes were too bright for the world around her—like shards of crystal suspended in oil. She did not smile.“Why are you here?” Elias asked, wary. “What now?”The Oracle tilted her head, almost sympathetically.“Because the threads are tightening around your throat,” she said gently. “Because the serpent’s fang has struck, and still… you hesitate.”“I didn’t ask for this.” His voice
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 45
CHAPTER 45The sanctum stank of burnt bone and rusted blood.Thick smoke curled from the obsidian brazier in the center of the room, casting eerie shadows across the ritual marks etched into the stone floor. Sigils pulsed, twitching in slow, molten red. The fire at the center was not natural—it crackled without wood or fuel, dancing in shades of green, violet, and deep, churning black.Isadora stood in the center, barefoot, blood-streaked, and trembling with fury.“Ungrateful little wretch,” she hissed, tossing a curled lock of hair into the fire. It hissed, sparked, and filled the room with the smell of scorched rosemary and rot.“He looks at me like I’m some thing, like I didn’t cradle his soul in my palm before he was even born.” She paced around the circle, her hands stained with fresh blood. “I visited him. I warned him. In his dreams, I whispered of the great and terrible things to come. Did he listen? Did he bend?” She stopped, eyes flashing. “No. He clung to them. To the weak,
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 44
CHAPTER 44Gabriel adjusted his grip beneath Lucian’s arms. “I’ll take him now. The chamber is almost ready—if I leave now, I can stabilize him within the hour.”He turned toward the still-open portal, but Elias raised a hand, eyes flashing.“Wait.”Gabriel halted mid-step. “Elias—”“No,” Elias said firmly. “Something’s… shifting.”Before anyone could respond, Elias’s head snapped back and an eerie glow flooded his eyes. A surge of invisible energy blasted through the house with a loud thrum, shaking the very walls. The candles around the room flickered violently before dying out.“Vol’sharaan ektu lae… veyr ashenai.” The words spilled from Elias’s mouth in a tongue none of them recognized—ancient, rhythmic, and terrifyingly powerful. It wasn’t just sound—it was force.Everyone flinched as a second wave of energy pulsed outward like a heartbeat. Furniture trembled. A nearby glass cracked. The snake’s corpse turned to ash.“Elias!” Kai cried, stepping toward him.Elias turned slowly, e
Lucian's Undoing CHAPTER 43
CHAPTER 43The slithering sound was louder now.A sharp hiss followed.And then—"Move!" Lucian shoved Elias just as a streak of black darted from the shadows, glinting like polished obsidian in the dim lights.The cobra struck.Lucian didn’t flinch. The snake’s fangs sank into his arm, a flash of venom glistening before the creature reared its head back to strike again.But it never got the chance.Lucian’s eyes went pitch black.His lips moved—no sound, no chant. Just will.With a crack, the cobra’s neck twisted grotesquely in mid-air, snapping like a twig without Lucian ever lifting a finger. The body dropped to the floor with a sickening thud, unmoving.Lucian stumbled.“Lucian?” Elias whispered, rushing forward.Lucian opened his mouth as if to say something—then collapsed.“Shit—shit!” Kai knelt beside him, already pressing glowing fingers to the bite. “No, no, no—don’t you dare pass out, you asshole. Come on—come on.”Dorian dropped beside him. “He’s not breathing normally. His
