Fox Lucifer Novels & Stories

‎ ‎— ‎ ‎the extra lights flashed bright in the studio now and Lucas and I crumpled into the fluffy Rug, ‎ ‎ ‎But here was the dirty part, the walls of the studio was completely covered with mirrors, and with Lucas behind me, not only could I feel his tense muscles pressed against mine, ‎ ‎ ‎but I could see the raw desire in his eyes reflected through the mirror. ‎ ‎ ‎i swallowed,feeling the heat build up within me. ‎ ‎"Amazing chemistry!" the boss remarked. ‎ ‎ ‎"Im going to have you right in this studio. Victoria Lurkin." Lucas whispered in my ear, his voice sending vibrations through my every nerve. ‎

"The third code is locked... to the guild's bloodline. If I give it to a Lycan who isn't registered... the vault self-destructs anyway..." Ivan sighed, setting the parchment down. He stood up, walking slowly toward the hanging merchant. He reached into his coat and pulled out a small, glass vial containing a swirling, milky-white liquid—the Feral’s Kiss, a highly illegal neurotoxin derived from the nightshade of the southern swamps. In small doses, it caused agonizing pain; in large doses, it permanently shattered a Lycan or human’s cognitive mind, reducing them to a mindless, drooling husk.

He sliced his wrist open cleanly, and I tried not to react at the sight of his blood spilling into the crystal vial. The moment it touched the powder, the entire thing lit up. Brilliant, blinding—rainbow light burst inside the glass, swirling like it had a mind of its own. I held my breath as glowing letters began to carve themselves into the side of the vial. FATHER. I didn’t realize I was shaking until Lucian’s hand slipped into mine. He was watching everything with wide eyes, clutching a smaller cloth that I’d wrapped around Caius’s mouth earlier. I could tell he wanted to help, to do something.

He knew this scent. He knew who had this particular scent. He couldn't mistake it for another. “ You smell.... different ” he said and his eyes darkened even more. “ Different..how ? ” Skyler said. How did she smell different ? She didn't even know how she smells like. What was he saying ? Lucifer knew who had this particular scent, he knew all the scent of the deadly sins and this particular scent belonged to the sin of lust. The sin of lust among all other sins ???

They were not there when he came here ten days ago. Lucifer knows that Lucas is smart and will not waste his time with useless advice. So he sniffed the plant without asking why. The moment he sniffed the plant, his head began to spin and dark spots appeared in the corner of his eyes. "What is this thing" he asked and kept the plant away from him. Lucas took the pot back before throwing it out of the window. The fate of the second plant was similar to the first one. "This is called as an activator in simple terms" he explained.

Slowly, they packed the unfilled grave. The old man held his hands to his back. Stared at the freshly dug soils. All these years, he lived behind the shadows of Nathalia. Hiding from the morbid influence of his kind. It's time to step out of the dark. To tell a story, Lucifer: Untold. *** WASHINGTON D.C. FBI HEADQUARTERS

The green glow seemed anything but lucky. If Cameron found it distasteful, she'd have one more reason to divorce him. Cade frowned. Lucian had awful taste. Indeed, one couldn't expect much from Lucian's gifts. Lucian had a look of consideration. "It glows in the dark. You won't have trouble seeing the time when you're out and about in the dark. That way there won't be a delay in operations." "... I didn't know it could glow." Cade couldn't help but splutter expletives.

That would just lead to the tunnel on the other side wouldn't you -" Liam starts to say what would normally make sense but we both pause and stare at my arms and hands. The soft white light was now pulsing through my veins at higher speeds. It started from the top of my mark on both sides of my neck, down to my fingers tips, causing small flickers of my silver flame to spark. "That's... beautiful. Lucy, you're like a glow stick," he says like it's supposed to be a compliment. "A glow stick?" I look at him and smack his chest. "Well, I mean... you're glowing," he chuckles, causing me to roll my eyes before grabbing the flashlight from his grip.

Lucifer growled through gritted teeth, directing his question inwardly to his wolf, Annihilator, who had been silent ever since April's disappearance. There was a pause before Annihilator responded, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that echoed within Lucifer's mind. *I lost the scent in the forest,* Annihilator admitted, his tone heavy with the weight of failure. *Someone used oak flower on her—it masks the scent completely. We’ve been outmaneuvered.*