Alastor X Lucifer Novels & Stories

With Calypso defeated, the enchantments imprisoning Lola, Evin, and Lara dissipate, freeing them from their captivity. Relief washed over them as they joined Erin and an injured Duncan, happy and mingling with awe at the sight of the Fanged Gods. Thorlon, the mighty Fanged God, stepped forward, his gaze meeting Erin’s with solemn intensity. In a voice that resonated with ancient power, he revealed the truth that had aunted her for so long: Alpha Mirthon, Duncan’s father, was the werewolf who had taken Darcy’s life, her first beloved human soul mate. And now, Darcy had returned, reincarnated into Duncan, the son of his murderer.

He paused the video and zoomed in on each of his members wrists. There lay a tattoo of a snake eating its own tail. He took the video back and zoomed it on the other group's wrist. Iris eyes widened, her expression immediately turned grim. Her mind slowly getting a hang of what was happening. "You see, Iris I didn't kill your family." He flipped the slick laptop close and tossed it on the bed. "All of them are going to pay." She gritted her teeth her eyes staring ahead of her with determination. Cassian gave out a dark bone chilling chuckle. Iris recoiled.

I whispered, a cold smile spreading across my face. My laughter echoed through the shadows, a menacing promise. "Not yet," I cautioned myself. "Patience. The perfect moment will come. And when it does, Lucifer will fall." With calculated precision, I began to weave my next move, setting the stage for a deadly confrontation. Working with Zoe had been a temporary convenience, but our alliance was built on shifting sands. We shared a common goal – taking down Lucifer – but our motivations diverged. Zoe sought power, whereas I craved vengeance.

I can see the blood on the side of Lucifer’s lips and I can also see that he’s tired already but he’s still fighting. Lucifer.. I looked around and I realized that those men that surrounds me are all focused on Lucifer’s fight with their members. Anastasia was too astounded by Lucifer that’s why she didn’t notice that her hands are slowly releasing me from her tight grip. I can’t just let Lucifer fight alone. I jostled Anastasia on her stomach then I stepped away from her. She tried to pull me back again but I kicked her on her face which made her fall to the ground.

Aragorn said with a disgusted look on his face as he stared at them. "But next time Amaya, do tell me rather than taking it with force. We are partners, don't forget that." "I'm sorry, it won't happen again." Amaya apologized once again. Then the stone reappeared in the midst, staying mid-air as the soul of Lucifer was seen twirling around in a circle. "Are you done with your argument?" Lucifer asked which surprised the three of them. "You heard us?" Amaya and Hydra asked at the same time. "Heard you? I heard you right from the River of Darkness." Lucifer answered. "What's the next step?"

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

Zap'phiria halted in her track as soon as she heard the Priests question. A cunning smile crept her lip as twitch her fingers. She slightly opened her mouth and then she uttered "I will make Lucifer my slave through Angelica" She said and the priest jaw dropped. Realistically, she can never achieving that plan of hers because Lucifer is someone undefeatable. How the hell did she use her dull brain to think of this? "Impossible!!" The Priestess said loudly and Zap'phiria grinned. "He is not the same Lucifer everyone knows. He is connected to Angelica and what ever happens to Angelica, happens to him!" She stated as she curved her lip. The Priest was dumbfounded!!

Lucifer’s eyes stay fixed on hers as her hands push his trousers down. Her hands move and wrap around his neck, pulling his face to her as her tongue glides across his lips, her hands pulling him closer as they kiss. Lucifer moves, kicking his clothes off the rest of the way until he is naked above her. Anais moves, pushing him back up to kneel before she moves, kneeling ahead of him. His eyes consume her body as she kneels naked above him, and he knows this will be the last time—her mouth pressing small kisses along his chest.

"I don't know what you're talking about." "Don't lie to me Felicity. You're constantly drinking and you refuse to allow yourself accept the mate bond and you accept the position as Luna in title alone. I've never seen such detachment in my 24 years on this earth." For a second time, my eyes widened. Where was all of this coming from? I thought he was referring to the vampire attack.

Lucius looked up at me, his gaze sweeping over my damp silver dress like a butcher assessing a carcass. "Old Valerius knew the northern lords would rise the moment he died," Lucius continued, his dry voice cutting through the patter of rain. "So he turned the bride into a vessel. If the alliance holds, the Alphas stay close to her, feeding her their magic to keep the mark dormant, tying their power directly to the Vance throne. And if the northern lords rebel?" He flicked a drop of rainwater off his chin. "You stop feeding her. The mark consumes her core, burns out her pack's bloodline, and leaves the North with a dead Luna and no claim." "He turned her into a siphon," Gabriel whispered, his