Lucifer Black 40k Novels & Stories

Lucifer stared at the key with so much admiration. This was the moment he had been waiting for and now his supremacy was closer than ever. He stared at Nahamani. His eyes had returned to its normal color and they were sparkling in excitement. The angel he was staring at however ,was not as excited as he was. Lucifer crouched down to meet her eyes and he smiled. He was not actually planning to kill her but he knew he would have to because she will try to expose him.

He grabbed the shadow-child by the scruff of its swaddling clothes and lifted him up. Clement didn't wake up. He just let out a low, pathetic moan as the drain was disconnected. The infant opened its black eyes. It stared at Lucian. The room went ice-cold again. Lucian didn't flinch. He didn't drop the boy. He stared back into the void-eyes of the infant. "A Black Flag," Lucian murmured. A dark, terrifying chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Perfect. We’ll need a reaper for what’s coming."

Now that he had the opportunity to do so, he must take a closer look at its effects. "You don’t carry the aura of a Dark Race. However, you seem to be carrying something else other than your human aura. "Moreover, you have the ability to control four Rank 6 Zombies. It puzzles me greatly," the Black Dragon said, staring at Lucas. The Apocalyptic World had been around for a century now. The Black Dragon was also a Dark Race, but it had settled at the Black Dragon Pond to cultivate.

Lucas, one of the five elders suggested that they should be the ones to rule the whole Lycanthrope clan, having so much power they could rule the world, the other four refused saying the purpose of them attaining dark magic wasn't to change the system in way things had been and gave him a stern warning that if he proceeded with his plans he would be stopped by all four of them. Lucas tricked the four into believing he had dropped his foolish intent while in actual reality he studied more dark matter, trying to possess more,making himself stronger and more powerful than the four combined. At the expense of his dreams, he perished. What remained of him was pure dark matter spreading like a pan

They wore black-and-gold tactical gear, their faces hidden behind helmets that displayed a constant stream of "Narrative Data." "Subject 4-A (Silas Blackwood): Status - Rogue Heresy. Directive: Extraction," a voice boomed from the helmets. "Subject 4-B (Lyra Thorne): Status - Sovereign Variable. Directive: Re-calibration." They raised their rifles—weapons that didn't fire lead, but "Narrative Anchors." "They’re going to pin us to the script," Lyra hissed, her obsidian blade reaching its full, terrifying extent. She lunged for the first Collector, her shadow-wings creating a gale of violet starlight that shattered a nearby display case of "Designer Watches." Silas was a whirlwind of gold and

April said sadly and got her phone and called Lucifer after taking a deep breath to regain her posture to not sound sad or anything, "Hello." His deep cold voice came. "Hey..." April said, swallowing hard. "I have done what you told me to do. I have blackmailed Erich now it's your turn." She said in her monotonous seductive voice. "Good. Make sure it seems like Erich threw her and I came to the rescue." Lucifer said. 'What the Fuck am I doing? Why am I getting so desperate?' Lucifer thought but he had no answer to his question.

“Baby, wake up, please ” “He won’t wake.” Damien’s voice slithered through the lab, and I spun, my breath catching in my throat. He emerged from the shadows in a sleek black suit, his pale hair gleaming under the lights. His mismatched eyes, one silver, one abyss-black, gleamed with triumphant malice. Lucian’s growl rumbled through the room like thunder. “Touch him again, and I’ll rip your fucking heart out.” Damien tutted softly, drawing a wickedly curved dagger from his belt. “You’re too late, Blackthorne. His blood is already the key. The hybrid army will rise tonight, and your son will be the first Reaver Alpha.”

This cannot continue any longer. The lady's eyes gleamed and filled with tears as she bowed her head down and said, ''From this day on, I Aoife Brighid pledge to serve---? How may I address you? '' ohh haha.. you can call me, Lucifer. Lucifer Avereza.'' Aoife: As the current Fairy Queen, I Aoife Brighid pledge to serve Lord Lucifer Avereza as his loyal retainer and as well as the loyalty of all my familia will be placed under you. Oh great lord please let us serve you.''

Anastasia started crying and begging for mercy to Lucifer Black but all her begging went into deaf ears. "" No my sister-in-law I already gave you a lot of time, bloody 13 years but enough... All my patience is over now "" Lucifer furiously replied and started taking out one of his dangerous weapon... ""Pillar with blades"" He grabs the pillar and puts all her fingers between the sharp blades and within a blink her all five fingers fell on the ground... Her painful crying filled in the room as she started screaming like a mad woman, she pleads him, she begged him, but Lucifer showed no mercy on her and took her another hand....

"I guess I underestimated the old man." Chloe frowned in confusion, watching as Lucas turned in his seat to look at her. The sight of him was enough to knock the air from her lungs. He was wearing a black Henley shirt that was stretched over his broad shoulder and muscled arms. He was muscled like two mountains guarding the door but Chloe could tell there was strength and agility packed into that hard body that only a well-trained Alpha could possess. It was too dark to see those hazel eyes that were the colour of the wilderness but Chloe thought she saw something akin to desire flash through them making her heart flutter like an excited bird.