Lucifer Cries Novels & Stories

He had locked the key from his side and firmly closed the door on all of us. No amount of searching helped when Lucian explicitly didn’t want to be found. I lift my head to the sky and let out a loud, mourning howl, the sound racking its way through the woods so violently that my entire frame trembled. I howled and howled, eliciting hundreds of echoing responses across the distance as the pack wolves responded to their Luna. But not Lucian. No response came back from the link that belonged to my beautiful pup. My howling slowly died down, and I shifted back to my human form. The tears were still there, running completely uncontrolled down my cheeks as my mind forcefully plunged me through en

Laughter that born from the lingering fear of facing death and the joy of having survived it. “I love you.” Andrew kissed my forehead, then took my hand, leading me away from the edge of the cliff. “Bria has found the cure for those fake lycans,” he said afterward. “Really? That’s awesome.” Andrew slipped something into my hand. “The lycans are now forcing the rogues to take the cure so they can turn back into humans.” He smiled at me. “After this, there will be no more—” Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I saw something shoot through the air. The next second, it landed right in front of us with a loud thud, shaking the ground beneath my feet.

Then, with a force that shook the very foundations of the room, she screamed. The sound was deafening, a high-pitched wail of fury that shattered every glass object within range. The men present dropped to their knees, trembling in fear, their heads bowed in reverence. "How dare he!" she roared, her voice shaking the walls, "Does he think he has the right to fall in love with a mortal? He swore an oath to us-he promised his loyalty, and he will honor it!" Her fury swelled as the woman, nervously glancing up, added another detail. "Lucifer believes the mortal is his reincarnated soulmate. That's why he's so attached to her."

I rushed inside and made straight for his study, without even knocking, I flung the door open and rushed inside, “I told you to kill her! I told you that keeping her alive was a bad idea but you didn’t listen.” I yelled, my voice growing louder with each word as my wolf hissed and paced aggressively. A raw snarl ripped from my throat and my claws dug into my palm. “Lyra?” Dad rose sharply to his feet, his face twisted with concern, “what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” “The triplets… they…” I choked out, my body trembling, “they’re mated to her.” I cried out, the last words felt like acid on my tongue.

Lucifer asked and her lips quaked before It parted. "No it's... it's... it's... not what you think". She spurred me on. Lucifer tilted his head to the side, to look at her face and their gaze met. He could scent her fear. "I...I..". Her lips trembled as she couldn't find the right words to say. He was standing dangerously close to her, entrapping her between the wall and his big frame. "Then leave if it isn't" Lucifer said and she knew she couldn't. If she leaves now his brother Lucian would find out that she was spying on him.

My jaw dropped as my knees fell to the floor as I witnessed her blood, falling on her face while her eyes were widely open together with her mouth, then the last tear fell on her cheek until she fell on the floor, lifeless. I couldn't breathe anymore. "No... No! No!" I was trembling in anger and pain as every knife stabbed my chest. "No!" I crawled towards her and touched her hands. "No please no..." My face was full of tears. I couldn't even think properly. My heart was running aggressively. I was catching my breath. I should be the one who saved her. The pointed object was for me. "No! Mia..." "Damn it! It's all your fucking fault!" Lucifer shouted.

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

Adrian and Irene immediately pouted and seemed like they might cry. Lucifer’s expression froze for a moment, and it felt like his heart was squeezed by two little hands. He felt a bit uncomfortable. He ruffled their heads and said, "Don't cry. Even if Daddy is busy, I’ll always think about you, okay?"

She asked. Lucifer shot her a glare, a deep dark evil glare that told her to shut up, but she just rolled her eyes. “You're being ridiculous, you know that, don’t you Lu.” “NO, I’M NOT!” Lucifer yelled. “SHE’S A FUCKING SUCCUBUS NOT A WEREWOLF SO SHE SHOULD ACT LIKE ONE!!” “Lu if she just wants to sleep with her husband, then that’s her problem.” “I don’t want my daughter to slowly die of starvation because she didn’t get enough energy from that damn wolf.”

And I'm one of those outcasts. Since they died, the hope in my heart gradually disappeared. And once again, the only hope in my heart shattered into a million pieces the moment my mate rejected me. A sigh escaped from my lips as I sob silently. "Don't lose hope, Ari. Your chance is around the corner. You've been through a lot, are you going to give up now?" My Lycan wolf encouraged me. That brought me back to reality. I always disconnected her while I was in the pack house. I didn’t want her to go through the same pain as I did.