Alastor/lucifer Ao3 Novels & Stories

The rest of the spectators cheered him and carried him up and chanted his nickname. "Lucifer! The hell dog!" They kept chanting. I pulled away from the window and sighed. I hoped and prayed he would forget me tonight. I hoped his victory would occupy the thoughts of his mind, but I was wrong. A few minutes later, the very image of my thought strolled casually into my room. "Turn around," Lucifer commanded me in his alpha male voice and without much resistance, I obeyed, heading to the bed, my face away from his. Lucifer Saunron is the alpha male of the Lycans and the owner of me.

Lucinda was surprised by this discovery, but she just kept quiet and followed him out of the secret passage with the wall closing on its own. ****** Back in hell, Lucifer was watching as Lucinda followed Ralph down the corridor and into an elevator in his right palm. Just seeing them together gave him a bad sensation. He sighed and closed his palm. "She will be spending time with that human, and I hope she keeps her promise and ends his life soon." Lucifer said to himself, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared to an enclosed room in his castle that had a pool, but it wasn’t like any other regular pool; it was made of blood. He snapped his fingers, and his clothes fell off his body. He c

Where I felt like a crumpled mess, Rayne's gaze was blank as if he had not just kissed the life out of me. I maintain my stubborn stance even though I desperately want to flee from the foreign feelings his touch brings to me. His fingers caress my skin, harshly yet enjoyable. How am I supposed to explain this conflicting feelings. "I have no idea what you are talking about," I said in reply to his earlier statement. My voice shook as I spoke. His gaze darkened for the third time that night and the next things he said was like a confirmation to my delusional palette. "Get down on your knees, Lilith." My name on Rayne's lips right now is like a curse, a testament to my impending doom.

"The man you just married is the leader of a crime organization that is not a part of the code of the mafia. They kill and destroy as they wish. He's worse than Sergio. Far worse." My blood ran cold. "Wh-what?" "Didn't he tell you who he is?" "Luca Vallario, that's what he told me." She nodded, voice shaky with terror, "Yes, but to the rest of the world, he's known as Lucifero." Oh God. What had I done? "The man you married isn't just a monster; he's the Devil himself."

Lucifer’s POV It was hard to believe that she had these visions, and they were so damn accurate. But the proof was sitting right in front of me; her visions had led us to this traitor. Rudo Luciano, the alpha and head of the New York family. The same fucker who had sent Stray as a tribute to us. "Why can’t I move?" Luciano screamed as he struggled against his limp body. "What have you done to me?" I rolled my eyes. This time it was not my doing. It was that witch boy who had rendered Luciano’s body immobile using his powers.

He knew this scent. He knew who had this particular scent. He couldn't mistake it for another. “ You smell.... different ” he said and his eyes darkened even more. “ Different..how ? ” Skyler said. How did she smell different ? She didn't even know how she smells like. What was he saying ? Lucifer knew who had this particular scent, he knew all the scent of the deadly sins and this particular scent belonged to the sin of lust. The sin of lust among all other sins ???

Lucifer took a long swig of his hellfire whiskey, his eyes gleaming with that mischievous light I knew all too well. "Well, darling," he drawled, "I had a bit of an... altercation with the vampire council over our little situation." I rolled my eyes. "Of course you did. Let me guess, you waltzed into their sanctum, insulted their fashion sense, and threatened to turn them all into crispy critters?" "You wound me, child," he said, clutching his chest in mock offence. "I was the very picture of diplomacy."

"Its no joke, we might not be able to work together after this." "I love you, Zara." "I love you too, Mi Amore." I hugged her and the doors opened. It was pitch black. No light. Demons were sitting in the walkway laughing as we walk down the path of shame. We have committed a sin that caused us to walk down this road. If only, instead, the elevator opened to a modern style office floor. Sweet desks sit in the center and we had workers moving around as if they work in a happy environment.

Lucian said with a reassuring smile, "I'll find you after everything is over," Lucifer's gaze drifted weakly to Alexa, the silver-cloaked bullets draining him of his life force with each passing moment. The searing pain of his wounds was a grim reminder that his time in this world was coming to a close. Despite his supernatural resilience, his body refused to heal, and he knew deep down that the end was near.

—•LUCIA•— The Rogue king’s mouth continued working my dripping pussy with single-minded, predatory devotion. He was relentless—licking, sucking, and violently devouring me until I was writhing, completely helpless beneath him. My thighs clamped desperately around his head, my hips rolling uncontrollably against his face as I forced his tongue deeper and deeper into my pussy, seeking the ecstasy that was driving me out of my mind. When he finally pulled away, I was nothing but a trembling, gasping, overstimulated mess.