Lucifer Castiel Novels & Stories

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

Cassius went silent. Lucifer’s voice darkened. “It’s time they remembered who Lucifer Cain is. He is no man. He's a god.”

“But what if Lucian does remember? The power of his love for Stella could undo the spell. His attachment to her might...” Lucifer’s eyes narrowed, and a smile that could freeze the soul curled on his lips. “It doesn’t matter. Lucian is no longer the man he once was. The spell has altered him. He is my weapon now. The heir to my throne. Once he has killed her, even if he remembers, it will be too late. His love will be nothing more than regrets and remnants of a past that no longer holds power over him.”

My eyes followed diligently as his thick fingers stroked his trimmed beard and he kept me roasting in the torrid silence for some seconds before speaking. "Pour daddy a drink, my liloco." The depth of his voice nearly had me trembling. Liloco. His blooming rose. The blossoming rose he could so ruthlessly cut at the stem and watch wither away if he pleased. My gut feeling told me Lucifer was not very pleased with me, but then again, he always makes me this angsty. I quickly poured him his preferred whiskey and presented him with the glass while being victorious in avoiding his searing gaze. I could feel those satanic eyes all over my skin, setting me ablaze as I returned to my initial positio

Slightly back from them, a smaller blonde wolf loped along, and Cassius recognized her as the pack Beta which meant that the beast wouldn't be far behind. Sure enough, Lucifer burst out of the trees, his monstrous grey form dwarfing the Beta wolf, as he tried to nudge her playfully as they ran. She shied away from him with a warning growl, her ears pinned back as she snapped at his face, but the beast wasn't giving up. Maeve urged Cassius to get close enough so that she could stop him if she had to, and he obeyed without question, with the beast they had learned you could never take that chance. Lucifer whined and bared his neck, still running beside the Beta, and Cassius realized at the sam

Her radiance had, in a sense, acted as a catalyst, dispelling the shadows that had enveloped him for so long. Dante grappled with the realization that the malevolent ambitions he had harboured were being replaced by a newfound sense of clarity and vulnerability. The implications of Claire's Angelic powers were astounding, and they had the potential to reshape the destinies of not only Dante but the entire supernatural realm. As he continued to wrestle with his own transformation, he couldn't help but wonder about the true extent of Claire's divine influence and what it might mean for their shared journey.

I released a light gasp as my whole body began to waver. I could feel my strength leaving me. Blood was oozing out. What just happened? The dagger landed on me? Is this the way I'm going to die? Mum, I'm sorry forgive me. For the first time ever when I looked at Damon in the eyes as he stared directly into mine, still holding me. The expression on his face was something I’d never seen. I couldn't even fathom And suddenly, his eyes turned pure red. What is he? Lucifer.

"The boy. Lucian. You looked at him like he'd ripped your heart out. You cried in front of everyone. You never cry. And then you came back here and you fell apart in my arms." I said nothing. "Does it have anything to do with why you want Valerius dead?" I looked away. "It doesn't matter." "It matters to me." "Castiel—" "I want him dead too." His voice was flat, hard. "Not for whatever reason you have. For my own reasons. For what he did to Soranya." The name hit me like a physical blow. I went completely still. "What?" My voice came out strange. Different. I forced myself to breathe. "What do you mean?"

Max looked at Lord Lucian and King Darius with a raised eyebrow. Lucian just shrugged his shoulders sheepishly. Amber on the other hand is crying her heart out, not noticing that Lucifer is healing. His blood came back inside his body. All his fractured bones were healed. His skin too is healing from the road rash. Lucifer now comes to his conscience and slowly opens his eyes. He looked at Amber, who is laying her head on his chest and is crying uncontrollably. He looked around him and noticed Lucian, Max, and Melanie standing there with sheepish looks.

Gadriel jaw clenches as he takes in the scene, “Mathias? What…” Without a word, I walk past them to the council chapel and lay my love on the altar. As if all of my will is gone, I collapse and fall to my knees in front of my love’s altar. Mikhail and Nevaeh slump next to me, looking just as devastated. Isaiah and Gadriel’s faces contort with pity. “Is that…Oh, my God?” Choking down my agony, I turn to both angels and manage to croak out. “Get all the enforcers ready. Lukan has his immortality back, and I know where he is.” I can see that they have a question, but neither of them asks it out loud. I’m sure that my closed-off expression is warning enough for them to understand that I do not w