Lucifer Crossovers Novels & Stories

I kissed her lips. "Always..." she whispered beyond our soft, passionate kiss. "We need to go." I broke our lips apart. I wanted to kiss her more but we needed to get out of this place first. We were walking, almost running until I bumped into Lucifer. Our eyes met then he looked at Mia who was hiding behind my back. I held her hand tighter while wishing that my glare could kill Lucifer. My eyes were like a knife, stabbing his angry face. He really wouldn't let it easy for me to surpass him. His stare was sharper. I could even hear how hard his breath was that it was almost like there could be smoke on his nose.

I cried into his embrace, all the time my gazed fixed to Marguerite’s glassy eyes. Lucifer laid the unmoving corpse down on the stone, her final resting place. He dipped his fingers into the thick sticky pool of blood, and drawing himself back up to his full height walked toward Lucas and myself. Using his fingers, he drew the sticky substance and created an upside down red triangle on Lucas’ forehead. The tip of the triangle nestled between his eyes. The blood pooled at the point, and dripped down the bridge of his nose. He moved his fingers to me. And whilst Lucas held me firmly in my arms by way of comforting me. Lucifer drew the same mark onto my head as well.

In her head, a distant echo of Lucien's call echoed from the blood abyss. "Lucien..." She touched her chest. A heartbeat sounded, heavy. The blood in her was no longer human or vampire blood, it was something else, both alive and dead, both clear and turbid. A part of her knew: Evelyn Cross had died, and was born as a new being, the Crimson Seraph. --- Meanwhile, below the blood abyss, Lucien knelt in the darkness. From afar, Azrael spoke, deep as ancient stone: "You chose love over blood, and so you are bound by sin."

Lucifer is able to teleport so they'll be ok. For now, everything is peaceful. ******************THE END**************

I took everything he was giving me. I let him take my tongue, our mouths churning and mating in a kiss that left me breathless when he finally stopped. I gasped loudly, gulping air and trying to get my lungs to start functioning again. “You drive me crazy.” He growled right before he kissed me again and this time, he lifted me off the ground and carried me into his arms. I gladly wrapped my arms around his neck while our mouths churned hungrily. If Lucas's kiss set my body on fire, Cross’s kiss actually added fuel and created heat hot enough to burn down metals.

She is friendly to all her consumers so I didn't read into it so much. I placed the cup on the counter and walked around to her. The guy, she talking to was handsome. He had all females' eyes of him and some males as well. As soon as we made eye contact, I smiled. "I am sorry to barge into the conversation." I said to him and turned to Ms. M. "I have to go, Ms. M." I kissed her cheek. "Lucifer is in the office today." She smiled. "I keep telling you to leave your cup on the table."

Lucifer’s eyes stay fixed on hers as her hands push his trousers down. Her hands move and wrap around his neck, pulling his face to her as her tongue glides across his lips, her hands pulling him closer as they kiss. Lucifer moves, kicking his clothes off the rest of the way until he is naked above her. Anais moves, pushing him back up to kneel before she moves, kneeling ahead of him. His eyes consume her body as she kneels naked above him, and he knows this will be the last time—her mouth pressing small kisses along his chest.

This was not going to be a fair fight. Darius was a good fighter but no match for Lucifer. Why then did he intend to fight with him? Lucifer threw Darius many times on the ground without Darius laying a finger on him and dealt several blows on his face. Instantly, Lucifer's fingers sprouted into claws which showed that his Lycan was taking over and he raised it up to bury it into Darius chest and take out his heart. "No! Stop!" I yelled rushing towards him pleading and crying. "Let him go please." I pleaded.

Grave Groaning, I pulled the blonde closer, thrusting harder while she moaned beneath me, nails dragging down my chest. Her legs trembled around my waist, but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough. Because she wasn’t her. Every damn time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Lyra Cross. Her mouth. Her attitude. Those dangerous fucking eyes. I knew we were playing a reckless game, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting more. The girl was poison and danger, and it intrigued me. It’s only natural I love danger.

I breathe. “And to make things clear, Juliette.” He begins again, “So you don’t get the wrong idea. So you don’t think this is some mistake in my part. Because i’ve thought this through, and i realized shes the one i’ve always wanted, Juliette. Not you. It was never you.” Two years… and it was never me? “It’s over between us.” He says, “And for extra effect… i’ll tell you this. I Evan Blackwell, Prince of the Blackwell wolves, reject you, illegitimate daughter of Noxian Thorne, as my fated mate.”