Alastor/lucifer Ao3 Novels & Stories

Nyles said helplessly. Anastasia shuddered inwardly. She had heard all about that man. The demon wolf who had an insatiable taste for blood and death. They also said he had connections to the human world–a place her people have been forbidden to go because it was a place where they were worshipped–humans worshipped Faes whom they call Fairy. Offerings were given to them by these humans and the Faes thrive on this offerings. The people of her kingdom was highly protected, for they were the highest species in the Lorea Empire. Faes were also not allowed to step out of Vilinski for fear that the demon wolf was lurking around. And also because of most of them, no all of them, fear that they will

“I have never loved anyone this much nor did I ever think that I was capable of loving someone. My life has always been shrouded in darkness, but you just happened to light it up and bring so much joy. I don’t know how to clearly express the feelings I have for you, but when we are old and covered with white hair, you will understand just how much I loved and cherished you!” It was almost dawn of the following day when she finally woke up. “You are up? Did you have a good sleep?” I asked as I leaned over to check her temperature. Although we had self-healing abilities and falling sick was too uncommon, it was inevitable as our wolves could also fall sick sometimes. “Is that you Lucien?” she

I know she doesn't like the Bathory's at all, and Lucian even let than the others. "I kissed Lucian." Sarah's head turns. You'd think she'd just seen a UFO. Under other circumstances I would probably laugh, but I feel completely lost. I don't know how to interpret the contradictory emotions that I feel after the kiss. I try to ignore the thousands of butterflies fluttering in my belly. "Wow, wait two seconds... Would you like to repeat that?" "I kissed Lucian." "The Lucian in whose house you live, and whose bedroom is a stone's from yours. That Lucian?" Yeah, Lucian the vampire in his spare time.

I growled in anger, “Damn you, Layla. Why do you have to disobey me always?” “That apart, we need to save our heirs,” Demon spoke up. “I know, and we will.” “Forgive Layla too.” “If you are going to talk about her, then keep quiet,” I told him. “Why are you behaving like this?” Demon asked, irritated. “Because I can.” “Damn you, Lycan king,” Demon cursed and went quiet, leaving me alone with my sadness. ★LAYLA’S POV★ I managed to free myself and crawled over to Foster, working on his binds. He groaned in pain when the pin touched his injured wrist.

He knew their paths would diverge, their destinies forever apart, but the memory of their intimate encounter would forever be imprinted upon his immortal soul. With a final, longing glance, the vampire silently departed, melting into the shadows with a blend of longing and melancholy. Amira stirred from her slumber, her eyes fluttering open, as if awakening from a dream. A radiant smile graced her lips, unaware of the nocturnal visitor who had gifted her with an awakening, both sensual and profound. ________________________________

, Rein said with his baritone voice. "The Lycan? Why has he sent for me?" Alicia asks hiding the anger in her voice lest she be sent back to the dungeon. Rein said nothing more and beckoned on her to leave the dungeon. She walked out and Rein locked the gates and then led the way to the Alpha's room. Alicia mentally reminded herself that Lucian was her enemy. He broke the trust she had in him and shattered the love she had for him, he was to her a ruthless Alpha who had bought her as a maid from her mother. He was a werewolf and an enemy to the witches even if she was no longer regarded in the coven.

Her impatient hands reached for his soft hair, running her sleek fingers along his hair as she deepened the kiss, entangling their tongues in a slow and sensual dance. His blue orbs commuted into red and vicious orbs, and her silvery grey eyes glowed like the moon. Drowning in the heat of the moment, darkness suddenly overwhelmed her as her glowing eyes dimmed as they slowly turned scarlet and brutish. She was gradually succumbing into viciousness. 'No, Riri! You must fight it! Don't let the darkness overwhelm you!' Liam thought with agitation barreling up his spine. Once he succeeded in making her evil, there would be no one left to stop the destruction of the world. And Lucifer would final

Alistair said coolly, “that you have become soft. Weak. Ever since you started playing house with your little humans and angels. You’re not the D’Arcy I remember.” Lucian stepped close enough to cast a shadow over him. “I am worse,” he whispered. “I am far, far worse than anything you remember, Alistair.” Alistair swallowed, the cocky tilt of his chin slipping for just a second. Then he stepped back, brushing imaginary dust from his sleeve. “Well. No need to be dramatic. I’ll take my leave.” He turned toward the door but glanced back once. His voice was low, full of venom. “Remember this, Lucian: either by force or fire… I will have Elias. One way or another.”

He asked as he strode out of his room and towards their path. Jessica was trembling in fear, she have never seen him this engraged in anger. His eyes were shooting glares at her and she knew she had to explain. "Lucian raped me, in the day of the feast". She spurred . "He is not who you think he is, Lucifer". She blunted out in disgust and Lucian let out a mocking laughter. "I was the one who slept with you and not Lucian". Lucifer growled in rage and it came like a thunderous shock to her.

Hunter. "Fuck me." Lucia fixed her eyes on mine, the water streaming down her face and her chest heaving hard enough to make her tits bounce. “I want you to fuck me, Hunter” she continued, her voice raw and shaking with pure need. “Fuck me so hard I forget everything except you. I want to feel you tomorrow with every step I take.” I grinned like she’d just handed me the world on a silver platter. “With fucking pleasure.” Grabbing her ass with both hands, I lifted her right off the floor in one swift motion. She wrapped her legs around my waist instantly and her arms tight around my neck, digging her nails into my skin hard enough to sting.