Lucy Lacemaker Novels & Stories

"When your mother was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer, her biggest worry was that you wouldn't have a proper costume to wear on stage. Even while battling her illness, she spent three months pleading with the master and used the last of her savings to obtain these gold threads. Her eyesight was already fading, but she still embroidered the protective charm into the hem of the dress stitch by stitch." I paused, then continued, "To please your fans, and to wear a cheap so-called haute couture you borrowed, you cut the dress to pieces in front of everyone watching online." Lara stared blankly at the shimmering gold threads, her whole body beginning to tremble. "No, that's not true…" She

"Stop beating around the bush. Just say it and I promise you that I won't tell anyone." "Well, do you know how did Ruby got the female lead character? She gave her body to the director." "How do you know that?" Miya looked at her with doubtful eyes. Lucy lowered her head and said, "You don’t know that. She is actually the foster daughter in my family but she bewitched my father and I have become the disfavor daughter in the family. But now as a revenge, I took the dress that the director gave to her." "Well, you have done a good job. I think you should also get into this series." Miya said and she smirked when Lucy's eyes become brighter.

But that doesn't matter, its alright with me. "My Lady, shall we get ready now?" Lucy asked with a bright smile. I just nodded and let her do her magic. Lucy chose a beige classic smocked puff sleeves dress that is a few inches above my knee paired with maroon block heel, the accessories Lucy chose was a layered heart rose gold necklace, two charm bracelets and a luxury watch. She curled my hair a bit so that it would pop, she applied a little bit of make up too so that my complexion would be more naturally rose and won't be so pale.

“Lucia is organising weddings, too?” “No, no, that’s my specialty. I adore weddings. Lucia s a great seamstress. She fixes any bridal hire gowns that need altering. Does extra beading and tucks and stuff. Some of our clients have chosen Lucia ’s own designs, and she makes them so beautifully, it adds a lot to our reputation of delivering the dream.” Jack frowned. “She won’t have much time for that with the baby. They’re time-consuming Mon... ” He caught his breath.

"A priest should not lie, and I am not lying." He mustered a small smile as he stared at the shocked Luna and Joshua. "Remember the two rings you talked about that contained video chips? You thought I was the one who made it after Lucy died, but it wasn't me." Samuel shifted his gaze to stare forward as he added indifferently, "The two rings were made by Lucy herself. I'm sure Joshua knows that she was a jewelry maker." Joshua furrowed and looked at Samuel, puzzled. "It doesn't make sense."

Lucy was gestured to step forward, and I wished her luck through the mind link. All eyes were on her now, and she seemed a bit more braver than I was. "My name is Lucy Kyle, and I am a programmer. I have created a program to solve the problem of organising the Empire’s finances..." A projector was brought out. It was connected to Lucy's laptop, and the entire hall could see the program. "It is an accounting software made with simple codes to help organise..." As she spoke, I stole a glance at the high table. Conrad’s stepmother and brothers looked angry and bitter as they listened to Lucy.

Everyone was staring at her—more than even I had expected, but no one had done or said anything disrespectful yet. Liam stayed at the last clothing store we were at while I took Lucy to the furniture store. 'Very blue and lacey. She's going to look like a Goddess,' Liam says. 'Yeah, hopefully, she doesn't slap you when she sees it. I'll let you give it to her.' I link back. "Why are you smiling so big?" Lucy asked, causing me to look down at her. "Nothing, come on. Liam will meet us in the car after the furniture store. Look, here is a scanner. You'll scan everything that you like, and then they will deliver it to the packhouse," I say, handing her the scanner.

Lucy looked down while she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. "You’re not a burden," I said firmly. "You’re an Alpha Female, You are LUCY CAESAR the sister of Alpha Aiden Caesar, you’re strong, Lucy." I reached across the table and took Lucy’s hand, squeezing it gently while trying to remind her who she was "You’re coming with me. You’re staying at the pack house and I won’t let you go back to him." Lucy looked up at her with gratitude, her eyes shimmering. She didn’t say anything, she just nodded.

“That dress? No. It looks like a curtain.” “Andrey!” Lucy smacked his arm. “You wouldn’t know fashion if it hit you in the face.” --- The highlight of the trip came when we stumbled into a luxurious lingerie boutique. Lucy’s eyes lit up, and she immediately began rifling through the racks, holding up various pieces for inspection. “Lilah, this one!” she said, holding up a lacy red number that made my cheeks burn. “Lucy, no way,” I stammered. “Oh, come on,” she teased. “Live a little!”

This poor dolly had been in the wars. "This is Lucy," Gracie said "She's missing an eye, because she was a Warrior who had it removed by enemy spies when they tortured her," I flinched, Gracie really had some imagination. What a dark idea for a small child to have in her mind. It made me wonder what kind of things she had heard, or even seen. Perhaps it was living with three men who possibly enjoyed their violence. I placed the doll on the ground, face down to remove the thought from my mind, and took my attention to Gracie.