Lucifer Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I pleaded frantically. “Cut the bullshit. We all know your evil nature. We have your little Aurora!” Lucien growled, glaring at me with glowing eyes. One wrong move and he would shapeshift and rip my heart out. Savage lycans. “Oh my goodness, please don’t hurt my poor Aurora. She’s all I have left.” I faked some sobs. “Cut the crap, Dexter. We know you don’t really care—but her power!” Lucien grabbed my arm, twisting it and shoving his dagger up my throat. Blood dripped as he pressed harder.

“I would like to discuss the alliance.” There was a very quiet moment. Lucerian leaned back a little bit. “I’m listening.” He was quiet. I swallowed. “ Nightbane Pack would like to establish diplomatic ties. Lucerian nodded once. I continued. No one should have left Nightbane after the stolen alliance. I felt embarrassment on my cheeks and forced myself to go on. I'm going to right that wrong, I will marry you. A few advisers glanced at each other. Lucerian didn't show any emotion. I closed my eyes and took another breath.

My abductor, my love, the one who imprisoned me, is the one I yearn for and the reason my bloodshot eyes keep staring at the metal door. Winston Luca, the Alpha of the Luca clan. He is the strongest Lycan and the savior of his kind. He is the protector of his race and the rival of my race. The person to whom I have dedicated my entire existence to is not an evil person. He is definitely admirable and lovable. I simply had the misfortune of being born into the wrong race. Don't judge me, thinking I am someone who can’t see a red flag at all. I know what a healthy relationship is, but ours was ruined a long time ago. There is no way I can make our love sweet and honey again, but at least I can

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.

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

This should be Nate. Nate! The second that I think of him, I start sobbing. “Please!” I cry. Lucifer looks up at me. “Stop fighting it, Angel. I know that this is all new for you and you are still adjusting, but you are mine. You have been mine since the dawn of time. I will never let you go.” Fingers push into my core and my body clenches around them. “That’s right, baby. That feels good, doesn’t it?”

I wondered if being a demon meant I would be treading this world alone, like my father, like Lucius, like many of my siblings. I lowered my body and lay on my side beside Adan, being careful that I was not touching any part of him before I closed my eyes and sent a silent prayer to Selene. 'Selene, I know I am not worthy of your attention, but I hope you still remember the little girl you visited in this realm once. Although I have more pain in my chest now, it is still me. I’m still Lucy. Before, my only worry was if I would ever find my mate, the one you destined for me and if he would like me. I found the answer already, and I am beyond grateful for what you gave me. Adan. He’s just perfe

When my tongue flitted out to trace the seam of her lips and tangle with hers, she crumbled. So easily, we could be swept away on the currents of desire raging through us. Whether it derived from uncovered desire or an infatuation with mystery, I did not know. I couldn’t find it in myself to care, either. The world didn’t know yet, but Maise and I were long past needing an eclipse to learn the truth of the lycan and the runt.

"So you see, sweetheart. What happened left me with no choice, and the Elders kept pressuring me about my Luna, so I made a decision that will forever change my fate. On Clarrise's twentieth birthday, I asked a witch to perform a ritual for me. A ritual that will deter me from meeting my Luna. I decided to cut my red string that night, the same night your town was attacked by rogues. I thought maybe it was for the best. Clarrise needs me and I need a Luna for my pack but---" He stopped speaking when a short sob escaped my mouth. I was fine earlier but the following events from his past truly hurt me. I tried so hard to stop crying but it seems like my tears won't stop from falling. Lucien th

Yet, I didn’t have the strength to utter a word. The lycan took my face in his hands, tilting it so I would look him in the eyes. “This is the only way. I’m sorry. Sex is the only way to we can quickly burn these drugs out of your system safely.” My eyes widened. Did he just say… My mouth was dry and it was hard to swallow. Did this mean that we were going to… He’d want that from me? But I was no one and I was cute on a good day maybe… Yet as his dark eyes held me, I didn’t miss the spark of desire in them. Once more, I swallowed and gave him a small nod.