Novel & Cerita Enhypen Lucifer

Lucifer balled his fist around the steel bar as he glared furiously at Lucian unable to bear the thought of never seeing Alexa again. "I hate that it came to this but I have no other choice," Lucian said in a regrettable tone, "You simply cannot accept that Alexa chose me, and it'll make you do even more stupid and impulsive things, I cannot let that happen," "You make it seem like I'm the devil and you're some fucking saint," Lucifer glared at Lucian, "You're like me, a fucking monster Lucian, you'll inevitably lose control and kill her," "I'm sorry brother," Lucian lowered his gaze, "I'll find..." He paused mid-sentence picking up a familiar scent. The scent of the Lycan that had haunted t

**FERAL FURY PACK** Lucifer groaned as the morning sun pierced through the curtains, hitting his eyes with a harsh glare. His head throbbed, a relentless reminder of the night before. He sat up slowly, his body heavy and sluggish. As he reached for his phone on the nightstand, the screen lit up with the notification of 42 missed calls—20 from Spike, 20 from Mikhail, and two from Viktor. He sighed, his mind hazy as the events of last night slowly resurfaced. Two bottles of *Everclear*, notorious for its 100% alcohol content, had been more than enough to knock him out. He wondered how he’d managed to fall so deep into the bottle, completely losing himself in the process.

My back arched off the bed, my body already so worked up that I knew I wouldn't last long. My body was on fire, my skin already coated in a layer of sweat my breathing laboured. Lucifer was a drug, one I had convinced myself I could live without. But I was wrong, so fucking wrong it hurt. "You taste like honey, so fucking sweet and perfect," Lucifer said against my pussy, his voice vibrating against me in all the right way, making me cry out. "I'm going to-" The sentence died on my lips as Lucifer circled his tongue over my clit, his fingers moving in a similar motion sending me falling over the edge.

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.

I walked to the front of that room and stood beside the wolf king and looked out at a sea of faces that ranged from carefully welcoming to barely concealed hostile. Cael introduced me in a voice that filled every corner. "Luna Seraphina of the Duskborne Dynasty. Humanity's voice. The bridge between our peoples. The proof that a new age is possible." Wolves applauded. The human delegates, six of them, people I didn’t know, chosen by Duskborne invitation—several of them were crying. One older man pressed his fist to his heart and bowed his head and I’d to look slightly away because if I held that image too long I would feel something, and feeling things in this room was not something I could a

Lucifer explained. "But, " Lucifer stopped as if thinking something. "But what?" Lucian asked this time. "Lucian is the exception, he is not born vampire by nature. So he can use his abilities which he acquired in the middle" Lucifer said. "Nice" Lucian smirked. "Let's go inside" they pushed the unlocked door open to reveal the room decorated with flowers of different colors. "What's all this for? Don't tell me Assorthan prefers to sleep like this?" Lucian commented.

Blue would’ve matched his eyes better, Sia thought to herself before she remembered that he was her new bodyguard, not her client. After almost 14 years of having no partner or, rather, avoiding the need to find one at any cost, Sia was surprised that Julian, aka Lucifer, had sparked an interest in her at all. Not that she would fuel it, but there was no reason not to admire this fine specimen. That is, unless she got caught in the act.

Lyra shook her head as she took another step forward, "I do not expect you to believe anything. After all, I am telling the truth.” Adrian scoffed, and turned around. Maybe this was a show of some sort. Maybe there were even spy cameras around him. As unlikely as that was, Adrian would rather believe that than believe that Lyra was now a representative of one of the most powerful werewolf groups in the entire country. "This some kind of joke?" he hissed, Lyra sighed, she was obviously done with his disbelief, "If you're asking whether I'm actually an official representative of the Crescent Court…" she smiled calmly and shrugged, “You have their number, you are free to check.”

"I've made a terrible mistake, Lilith... I shouldn't have left you, I was stupid, I didn't appreciate what I had." He then stepped closer. "I've been thinking." "If we..." I immediately took one step back. His smile faltered immediately. "Lilith?" "What exactly are you trying to say?" He swallowed hard and smiled again. "I'm saying maybe we could start over." I stared at him in disbelief. He actually meant it. "I know you've become Luna now, but surely we could still..." "Stop." I spat and he froze mid sentence. "I said stop." My voice has hardened.

Cath screams as she watches her mother turn to ashes. "Juliet!!". Officer John shouted. Cath couldn't endure it any longer. She screamed out. Everyone had to close their ears so as not to get deaf. Tony moved back and the dagger fell from his hand. Before they could sense what was going on, standing before them was a huge dark Lycan whose eyes were full of anger and vengeance.