Lucifer Crossovers Novels & Stories

But Circe was gone. And Eve was still broken. "Where will you go?" Dr. Cross asked as we prepared to leave. "Home. Back to Umbra Pack." I looked at Eve, who was mechanically packing our belongings. "Maybe familiar surroundings will help." "Help with what?" "With bringing my wife back." Dr. Cross followed my gaze. "The soul weavers say it's permanent. The damage can't be reversed." "They've been wrong before." I picked up Lucia, who immediately grabbed my shirt and smiled. She'd been different since the merge. Calmer. More aware. Sometimes I'd catch her staring at nothing and wonder if she could sense Circe inside her. "We're not giving up."

Lucifer closed his fingers around the cluster he made and flooded the skies with a thick smoke that kept growing, even as Azriel tried to blow it away. Lucifer took the chance to do something even riskier. He hid in the smoke and channeled multiple clusters in both hands. He wrapped the clusters in orange mana, forming two smooth spheres. He waited until Azriel completely blew the smoke away. Once the smoke was gone, Lucifer launched the wrapped clusters down towards Cytus's gathering of buildings. Cytus noticed the attack and shot the orbs out of the air, causing multiple explosions to rip across the air and ground as the clustered orbs shot out of the orange mana wrapping.

Lily’s breath broke. “I can’t do this,” she whispered. Lucifer stepped closer. “You already are.” Lily turned to her. Tears are falling now. “Tell me how to fix it.” Lucifer paused. For the first time— She didn’t answer immediately. Luke’s voice returned softly. “Lily… if you anchor him emotionally instead of structurally… it might force recombination.” God snapped: “That is untested.” Lucifer finally spoke. “It will hurt him.” Silence.

“Well, it might not be a big deal for you, but you'll be my first kiss, so you better make it good.” Lucifer's smile slips as he gauges her honesty, which makes Lana shuffle uncomfortably. I almost feel bad for her when her lip trembles, and she crosses her arms protectively in front of her chest. After a moment, Lucifer nods to himself and extends his hand. “Very well. The deal shall be sealed with a kiss. Azazel and Fallon shall be my witnesses.”

“After everything that happened, how can I be sure?” Lucifer’s expression darkened, his eyes flashing with a fierce intensity. “Because I say so,” he growled, his hands gripping Allistair’s wrists and pinning them above his head. “Because you are mine, and I will never let you go again.” He claimed Allistair’s mouth in a fierce, demanding kiss, his tongue delving deep as if to reclaim every forgotten memory. Allistair struggled against his hold, but Lucifer’s grip was unyielding, his body pressing down on him with a weight that was both comforting and terrifying.

“I have security.” “What’s the difference?” “Intent.” She ignored the answer. “Who is Adrian Cross?” Lucien was silent for several seconds. “A man who used to believe he could change the world.” “And now?” “He believes he can destroy mine.” “He gave me something.” “I know.” “You know everything, don’t you?” “No.” His voice was quieter than usual. “Only the things that matter.” She pulled the flash drive from her pocket and placed it on the table between them. “He said it contains the truth.”

Lucifer’s POV It was hard to believe that she had these visions, and they were so damn accurate. But the proof was sitting right in front of me; her visions had led us to this traitor. Rudo Luciano, the alpha and head of the New York family. The same fucker who had sent Stray as a tribute to us. "Why can’t I move?" Luciano screamed as he struggled against his limp body. "What have you done to me?" I rolled my eyes. This time it was not my doing. It was that witch boy who had rendered Luciano’s body immobile using his powers.

he murmured, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear. I rolled my eyes, but couldn't fight the grin spreading across my face. "Careful, Nightshade. Your charm's showing." "Can't help it," he retorted, pulling me closer. "You bring it out in me." As our lips met in a tender kiss, I marveled at how right this felt. Me, the daughter of Lucifer, tangled up with a vampire. It was absurd, impossible—and absolutely perfect. When we finally broke apart, I rested my forehead against his, basking in the contentment that radiated through every fiber of my being. For once, I wasn't itching to run, to chase the next thrill. I was exactly where I wanted to be.

"So I'm not cursed?" "Not exactly," the healer said carefully. "But that doesn't clear you either." "Why not?" "Because some curses mask themselves. They hide behind other magical signatures to avoid detection." The hope died as quickly as it had come. "So the test proves nothing?" "The test proves you've been exposed to supernatural forces. But not what kind or why." Ivan appeared in the doorway, looking nervous. He pulled a small object from his pocket. A silver pendant on a delicate chain. "Alpha Soren," he said formally. "Here is what you asked for, the pendant that was found near the tree lines, Blood evidence suggests it was lost during the assault on Alpha Dante."

Adrenaline surged through his veins as he noticed blood trickling down Stella's legs, setting off a fire of fear and protectiveness inside him. "Lucian, take the kid," he commanded, urgency lacing his voice picking him up from Stella's back and carrying him away. Kian disregarding the whispers and confusion of the onlookers. Rhys couldn't help but feel his heart racing in his chest as a sudden rea "Red wolf... Does that mean, Lyra's the one who holds the key to prophecy?