Alastor X Lucifer Novels & Stories

"Where have you been?" Sweet is my best friend and she is also the secretary of Lucifer himself, and she refuses to tell us how he looks until he reveals himself to us. All we know is that he is not an old man, that is overweight and has a lot of cats. Nope, he was fairly young, in the late twenties and Sweet confirmed he turned twenty-seven this year but no one knew when. Sweet gave us bits of information but most of the time she was selfish. "Relax, Sweety. He isn't here yet." I said calmly and continued what I was busy with.

“After everything that happened, how can I be sure?” Lucifer’s expression darkened, his eyes flashing with a fierce intensity. “Because I say so,” he growled, his hands gripping Allistair’s wrists and pinning them above his head. “Because you are mine, and I will never let you go again.” He claimed Allistair’s mouth in a fierce, demanding kiss, his tongue delving deep as if to reclaim every forgotten memory. Allistair struggled against his hold, but Lucifer’s grip was unyielding, his body pressing down on him with a weight that was both comforting and terrifying.

"This is so unfair... You three men are so rude, you don't let me go to the forest... You spanked me. You don't let me go anywhere. Such a____" Rolling his eyes at her blabbering lucifer pulled her on his lap and shut her mouth with his. He grabbed her ass and dragged her closer so that she could feel his hardness on her intimate area. Lucifer roughly kissed her, her hands were clutching his coat tightly that she almost ripped it. After few minutes he spared her swollen lips. "Just wait... I am gonna fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk or heal..."

**BLOODY SINNERS - LUCIFER'S ROOM** Lucifer sat in his dimly lit room, his thoughts a tangled mess of confusion and frustration. He leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the wall as his mind replayed the witch’s words over and over. His father, alive but trapped in a state worse than death. It was a cruel irony that left him feeling more powerless than he had in years. Normally decisive and in control, Lucifer now found himself caught between the urge to act immediately and the cautious voice in his head telling him to wait.

I unzipped my sister's mouth and untied her quickly. "We are leaving," I said and grabbed her right arm. The rest of the men who couldn't come close had swamped out their guns, all against us. "Put it down" his voice sounded with a little bit of tremble. I turned to see him and met his gaze calmly goggling without trying to make any other stir. "Alazarah...it's me, Lucifer," he said. He never let his gaze away from me until I disconnected it. After a long time, I dragged my sister so that we could leave then a guy thwarted us.

Albert elaborated, and I stopped in my tracks. I sniffed, and Aster, my wolf, grumbled under his breath. “The perfect timing for your return, huh?” I taunted him, but my concentration was on that rotten smell. “They are right, Sylvester. If you ask me, it seems that they are using humans to convert them into a werewolf first, and then they convert them into a vampire somehow,” Aster speculated, but it was enough to sink my heart in the deep pit of my belly. I looked at Lucifer and Albert, and by the look on their faces, it was clear that they also had the same thoughts.

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.

"Your fathers name is Lucien Mount your mothers name is Silvia Dawson, and instead of playing twenty-one questions won't you please allow me to tell you what I know. If you have any questions when i'm finished, I will try my best to answer them." She simply nodded in agreement. He explained that she was special, one of a kind that her birth was a dark blessing. She shifted her weight uneasy at hearing that she was a dark blessing but, she continued to listen. Her father was the first of the demon lords. He was sent from hell to bare a child that would be Lucifiers secret weapon in bringing forth the apocalypse. He forced himself onto an unwilling woman, and because the conception was n

– Sky says, still barely believing she was alive. - By the great dragon in the sky, she is transporting the enchanted place near Gary. – Lucifron says, terrified by the idea. - No. I don't think so. That vortex will crush everything that passes through it. She must have offended her master. The creature from hell that helped her. That is the work of Lucifer. - Wait. – Lucifron says – Lucifer, the so-called devil of human religion? But how did she end up allying herself with a demon of human religion? It does not make sense. She is a werewolf.

I paused as he smiled before laughing at me. "Hope you didn't kill her or you ain't planning to." Being men of the dark, who ruled in the absence of light in our own kingdoms of hell. Whoever got into our hands for the wrong reasons would really be lucky to get out with their lives. "I gave her just a small dose of what is awaiting her is she tries to fuck again. She's my little doll, hurting her is also a sign of love according to me. Sexy how she behaves while she's in pain," l insinuated as l lead a cigar.