Lucifer Crossovers Novels & Stories

Lucifer glanced one last time at Aiden, who was standing beside April, then followed the doctor down the hallway, his mind racing. As they walked toward the operating room, Lucifer couldn’t stop thinking about everything. His son was in danger, and here he was, forced to work alongside Aiden, the man who had been raising his children. It took everything in him to stay calm, to not let his emotions overwhelm him. Inside the room, the doctor prepared Lucifer for the blood transfusion. As the procedure began, Lucifer felt a strange mix of pride and guilt. This was his son, his blood, and now his blood was the only thing keeping Alex alive.

Ciel growled out. Lucifer nodded. “Take off your shirt and lie down.” Ciel wasted no time in removing his shirt and laying on the table next to Daria. Lucifer walked over to Daria, and picked up a dagger. He gave her a sad look before he and cut into her chest. Her blood weakly spilled out of her wound, and sorrow filled Lucifer. Taking a deep breath. Lucifer reached inside Daria's chest and pull out her heart.

Crimson. The ceremony's completion moves through Lucian's system with the finality of something that cannot be partially done, the First Hybrid's merged soul completing its integration with the channels in a wave that starts in the chest and moves outward through the limbs and the extremities and the crown on Lucian's brow, the gold-red burning there shifting in response, the colors remaining but the quality of them changing, deeper and older and carrying the specific weight of something that has been doing this for a very long time.

Almost as if it’s healing a wound that I didn’t know I had. When Bree’s breaths grow shallow until she’s barely breathing, I kiss her bloody lips and whisper. “I love you too…” Just when I think that there’s no hope for her, Lucifer kneels beside me and hovers his palm over her wound. Sweat beads across his brow as he strains to heal her. He looks up at that moment and mutters. “I need you to help me, Fallon. Use your power to bolster mine.” Doing as he asks, I place my hand over his and combine my power to stream with his.

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."

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.