Constantine Lucifer Novels & Stories

15)(Warrior Knight) HP:2240/2700 ATT:1400 DEF:1580 MANA:150/500 INT:580 STA:120/140 AGI:840 Details: This guy has a weird taste, beware of his intentions Abilities: -Arcane Shield(200 Mana) -Battle Rage(150 Mana) -Invincibility (400 Mana) -Justice Smash(300 Mana) Author: Sigh....Even the system mocks him System: It’s your work Author Author: Cough....Cough...Cough..... Ouch..ouch...ouch..Lucifer started yelping in pain as Max started laughing seeing his censored view on display Hey, it's not funny, Lucifer said through clenched teeth seeing max laughing at him.

It was a sight that distressed Wilbur greatly. Just then, the Cuffs of Faith around Constantine's wrists fell right off, and he began to chant. "Great Lord of the Holy Illuminati, with my unwavering faith and loyalty, please grant me thy strength to judge the heretic before me." Along with his chanting, a beam of golden light descended suddenly, enveloping Constantine within it. In that instant, Constantine's body suddenly burned with a golden spiritual flame. The hymn ringing in the air started growing stronger, becoming louder and almost deafening.

In Lucian’s world, art and lust are inseparable, and Elias is willing to surrender everything, his body, his limits, and his pleasure to become the ultimate living masterpiece. Chapter 1: The First Sitting The late afternoon light poured through the tall studio windows like liquid gold, casting long shadows across the polished hardwood floor as Lucian stood behind his easel, charcoal in hand, watching the young man who had just stepped into his private domain. At forty-two, Lucian was a master of form and desire, his reputation built on paintings that captured not just the body but the raw hunger beneath the skin. His own body was still powerful, broad shoulders, strong hands stained with ye

“I just wanted a little family reunion. Where is that rascal called Kael anyway.” We stood there, frozen, watching him disappear inside like he owned the entire place. “Who… who is that man?” My voice came out shaky, barely above a whisper. Mrs. Halloway closed her eyes for half a second, like she was bracing herself. When she opened them, they were sad. Resigned. “Lucien is Kael’s brother,” she said quietly. “Another Lycan. And twice as dangerous.” Brother. The word hit me harder than his stare had.

I willed myself to concentrate, to shake through the fog that obscured my mind. Then I saw him. A man moved into the light his face sharp his eyes too knowing too cruel His lips curled into a smirk. “You’ve been a bit of a nuisance, Jessica.” I swallowed hard. “Who the hell are you?” He tilted his head slightly, as if to laugh. “My name is Lucian.” My blood ran cold. I knew that name. Everyone did. Lucian. The High Priest of the Order.

he inquired, his eagerness evident. A smirk played on her lips as she averted her gaze. "I did miss you," she confessed, a hint of vulnerability coloring her admission. Sensing the moment's gravity, Lucifer shifted his position, settling comfortably on his throne. Lucinda, ever confident, took her place on his lap, their connection unyielding. "So, have you discovered anything new about the humans recently? What are they up to?" Lucifer inquired, his voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and mischief. Lucinda's eyes gleamed with hidden knowledge as she responded, her voice filled with intrigue.

"Yes, and rumor has it, he has a brother named Lucifer." "Lucifer?" I gasped, my mind racing. Alexander's words echoed in my memory: "Cassius, my brother, my enemy." The connection was unsettling. "Is Lucifer Lord Cassius's enemy?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper when I know the answer already. Emma glanced around cautiously, ensuring we were alone. "Some say they were once close, but now they're sworn enemies," Emma whispered. "Lucifer seeks power and destruction, while Lord Cassius protects the innocent."

“…that makes no sense, I doubt Van has even so much as visited Yorkshire in decades.” It was Celeste’s turn to smile like she knew something he didn’t which caused the smile on Lucian’s face to die a quick death. “He has. In fact, I can tell you with a hundred percent accuracy that he is as we speak.” She smiled seeing Lucian’s face twist into something dark and ugly. He was thoughtless. What this could mean, he had no idea, but it could never be anything good if Evander thought it wise to go to Yorkshire. Most especially now when a war was brewing and awaiting the right moment to erupt into the utter destruction of all species.

“They will not be affected. The thing that I made only target beasts like you.” “But you seem to have miscalculated one thing!” Lucien said. Although I was confused and did not know what he was talking about, I chose to believe him. He said that everything was under his control so that should be it.

I feel a billion times better! I peer over at the ball and it's nearing the end. I see the reflection of the man that resembles me. I didn't notice it before but he has a red glow around him. I see both Edvard and Lucia gasp looking wide eyed at the man. Like they recognize him! "Oh my isn't that.." she starts, "Viktor Von Klaus!" He finishes. They stare at each other shocked, frowning deeply, breathing hard. I interrupt their staring contest. I demand! "Well, who the hell is he?!" I demand! Their heads snap to me. Edvard emphasis, "He is the very first Lycan created. The son of Father Lucifer and the Moon Goddess, Selene Ishtar. You don't know about him? You two are werewolves are you not?"