Fallen Angel Lucifer Moon Novels & Stories

“The palace is very busy with the planning of the Lycan Festival.” “And what exactly is that?” I ask, genuinely lost. She moves closer and takes a seat a few chairs away from me. “The Lycan Festival is a sacred night and a blessed event. Ancient magic awakens during that time, empowering the moon and the moon, in return, showers its power upon us.” Her voice drops. “The moon makes our beasts get stronger and become more dominant.” It sounds familiar, like I have heard of this somewhere before. “So that is how Lycans have always been able to overpower wolves?”

“Oh my Gods. What the hell does this thing even do?” “Brooke was able to break down for me to understand. Coming from a professional standpoint, Angel Thorn is genetically made up of both Salvia Divinorum and a lethal fungus called Destroying Angel.” “Why mix those two?” “I wondered the same thing,” I said. “Apparently, Salvia Divinorum is a hallucinogen. Even the smallest doses, when administered, can cause a person to see wild images and even make their body prone to hypnosis. Now, Destroying Angel is basically used as an attacker. It eats away at a person’s bodily defenses, allowing the Salvia Divinorum to take root.”

She was waiting. Liviana dropped from the top of a server rack like a falling stone. Lachlan brought his forearms up in a cross-guard to block. Her momentum drove her heels directly into his forearms. The sheer physical force of the vampire buckled his knees, sending a shockwave up his spine. She used the leverage to launch herself backward, but this time, Lachlan was ready.

she spit, but I could see the chinks in her armor. “I am not nothing,” I replied, my voice steady. “I am their Luna, whether you like it or not. I may have been stripped of my title, but I am reclaiming it today! Together, we will rise against those who wish to see us broken.” With every word, I could feel the power of Angel flowing into me, taking me forward. Our bond, stronger than ever, told me that I had the wolf's spirit behind me. It was now time for the world to see that I was nobody's fool.

You’er Father was one of the Fallen’ Sensing my confusion she decides to explain. ‘The Fallen are the group of angels that left heaven, not wanting to be controlled or restricted by the laws of God. Vic as he goes by, fell in love with your mother and had you. When you were born, your father knew he had to protect you, not only from the other Fallen but other wolves and humans. When I say you are special Lizzy, you really are’ I sit up actually intrigued now.

"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.

It’s brutal. We fly on. From the light, three figures emerge. I don’t need introductions. I know who they are. Azazel—Lucifer’s second-in-command, and chief torturer. They’re in a female form today, with a whip in one hand and a tail that moves like a weapon. Ramiel—a fallen Watcher angel, one of the first to defy the Godhead. Banished, bitter, and now one of Lucifer’s most faithful. Dagon—a former god of the Philistines. Defeated by the Godhead himself, thrown into Hell, and now reborn through Lucifer’s vengeance.

Fear gripped her as she gazed up at the sky. The moon. It had lost its bright silver colour. It had taken on a deep, ominous red hue like a large wound in the night sky. Fae's trembling voice was filled with horror. “Daemon,” she whispered in fear, pointing at the sky with a quivering finger. “Look “ Daemon glanced up hastily. His stomach ached and felt heavy. Dark creatures were flying around the blood-red moon. With wings, they looked terrifying like deformed birds. And they shrieked. Sending shivers down Fea's spine.

“We’re really sorry for all the trouble, moon goddess,” one of the councils apologized after their long conversation about the current state of Wolfpoint because of her presence. “It’s nothing. I’m grateful that you work hard in order to protect me and our people,” Amira answered gracefully. Her arms tangled across Morgan’s who was standing beside her, talking to another council. “It is our honor to serve the moon goddess—“ “Luna. She’s currently the luna of Crescent Walkers now,” Morgan corrected, earning an affectionate smile from his mate who even rested her head on his shoulder.

So Azak was confused how Aurora had seen him in her room? He still had so many questions and no answers, at all. This was all very new to him. He had once been to Earth, but he had done it with the help of another Angel... who was now a fallen one! Azak sighed thinking about ShRory. He and ShRory had once been friends, but she had... she had chosen Lucifer in the end. She had chosen to become Lucifer's demonic angel. Thinking about ShRory still made him angry. He closed his eyes and sighed before he turned to look at the girl swimming in the creek. She looked free, happy. She looked like she was having the time of her life.