Home / MM Romance / Lucian's Undoing / Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

All Chapters of Lucian's Undoing : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

60 Chapters

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 updateLast Updated : 2025-04-02
Read more

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 updateLast Updated : 2025-04-02
Read more

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 updateLast Updated : 2025-04-02
Read more

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 updateLast Updated : 2025-04-02
Read more

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 updateLast Updated : 2025-04-02
Read more

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
last updateLast Updated : 2025-04-03
Read more

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 7Elias lay in bed, his body still heavy with exhaustion. His mind, however, refused to quiet.Lucian.His touch. His voice. The way he looked at him, like Elias was something forbidden yet irresistible.Why wasn’t he scared of him?He should be. He should be terrified. Lucian wasn’t human—he was a predator, a creature that fed on blood, and yet… Elias felt no fear. Instead, there was a gnawing curiosity, a pull that made his stomach twist in ways he didn’t understand.I’m not afraid of him at all, Elias thought drowsily, his heavy eyelids finally slipping shut.The next time he woke, the room was bathed in the golden hues of late afternoon. His limbs were still sore, but the dizziness had faded.Beside the bed, a tray of food sat waiting for him.Elias hesitated for a moment, staring at the neatly arranged plate. Did Lucian leave this?He swallowed, pushing the thought aside before hunger won over. He picked up the silverware and began eating, though each bite felt like a dis
last updateLast Updated : 2025-04-04
Read more

CHAPTER 8

The Hall of Ascendancy shimmered with light not born of sun nor flame.Thousands of delicate bulbs — small, crystalline vessels — floated in perfect rows, suspended midair, each pulsing gently with contained power.At the center of the hall, a long table of molten gold stretched endlessly, where the Elders of the Heavenlies sat, cloaked in robes of silver and blue.A younger scribe, barely more than a fledgling, moved down the rows, counting carefully under his breath."One thousand, three hundred, and thirty-seven..." he murmured, brow furrowed, his fingers glowing faintly as he tallied.He reached the end of the final row and froze.A space — a single, perfect space — sat empty among the bulbs.His heart nearly stopped."Elder Samael," he called, his voice shaking, "something is... amiss."Across the hall, Samael rose from his seat, his face unreadable."What is it?" he demanded, already moving with frightening speed.The scribe bowed low, pointing with a trembling hand."One is miss
last updateLast Updated : 2025-04-04
Read more

CHAPTER 9

Gabriel stepped into the room, his boots silent against the stone floor. The air was heavy—thick with something metallic and sour—and it made his stomach tighten. His gaze landed on the bed immediately.Elias lay there, pale and sweating, his chest heaving in shallow, ragged breaths.Lucian was standing beside him, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his face carved in stone."You said it was urgent," Gabriel said, voice low."It is." Lucian didn’t look away from Elias. "He's burning up. Fever hit out of nowhere. No wounds, no visible injuries. Nothing explains it."Gabriel took a step closer, nostrils flaring slightly. "Poison?""We thought so. It's not. I've tried everything." Lucian's jaw clenched. "And it’s getting worse."Gabriel moved to the edge of the bed, studying Elias with a critical eye. The boy flinched in his sleep, a broken whimper escaping his lips. Gabriel’s frown deepened."His scent..." Gabriel murmured.Lucian's gaze sharpened. "What about it?""It’s wrong." Gabrie
last updateLast Updated : 2025-04-05
Read more

CHAPTER 10

Lucian stood motionless, staring at the lifeless form of the creature that now lay crumpled on the floor. Its ethereal, glowing eyes were dim, its massive wings crushed beneath its twisted body. . He clenched his fists, pushing down the rage that simmered within him. This thing had been here, lurking in the shadows, trying to drain Elias’s life force—and for what? A mere pawn for Isadora? No. Lucian would make sure she regretted ever touching Elias.Turning on his heel, Lucian’s gaze shifted to the bed where Elias lay, his breathing still shallow. Elias’s face was pale, drenched in sweat, his lips parted.Lucian’s fingers twitched, the urge to touch him almost overwhelming. But instead, he stood at the edge of the bed, watching the rise and fall of Elias’s chest.Elias stirred, his eyes fluttering open. Lucian’s heart skipped a beat as their gazes met. Lucian couldn’t stand to see him like this. Elias had been through enough.Lucian leaned down, brushing his lips over Elias’s forehead
last updateLast Updated : 2025-04-06
Read more
PREV
123456
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status