Lucifer Crying Novels & Stories

My knees were scraped and bleeding beneath the expensive ivory coat. “Great, just great,” I muttered, limping toward the door. “You better not leave a scar.” I followed him into the silent mansion. Then tears started getting to my eyes. “No.. This is nothing compared to the past” I will not cry.

Sapphire said. As soon as I turn, I could not believe my eyes, here stood an all-white Lycan with clear blue eyes. Seeing is truly believing, looking at this beautiful creature in front me I had to agree with Sapphire she is a miracle and I cannot wait to see what she will do.

I sort of wish if I was able to control the anger inside me before I caused my mate's death. I started feeling air running out of my body as I came to realise what I've just did. I was not only breathless, but disgusted with myself. I'm becoming the same monster I've always hated - Lucas Salvator. Not that I caused the death of my mate, I'm ... A shout escaped out of me as if I was asking for help. My tears, I could feel them running down of my face. The red color of the tears demonstrates that it wasn't normal tears, I was also bleeding blood instead of tears.

“You did really good Dad. I’m proud of you.” “Thank you sweetie. Don’t cry, this is a good thing.” He said hugging me again and wiping away my happy tears. “It’s a very good thing.” Patricia said walking over with tears of her own in her eyes. Lucifer “Well, my Darklings, shall we go find this Raul?” Lucifer asked the witches. His eyes had gone fully red. “Yes. But we have to remember not to hurt him too bad and not to touch his Streak.” Nexus said.

Immediately Lucifer's biggest fear comes true as he asks Larry to take a look, “Boss, it's Joshua, Tiffany, and Philip.” “WHAT?????” Lucifer rushes over to the bodies and sees Tiffany, not moving, wearing a thick jacket, and Joshua, with a thick jacket, beside her. Both of them are not moving as Lucifer falls to his knees, “what have I done?” He breaks into tears, “this can't be real. I killed my kids.” Philip is lying dead on the floor on his back.

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?"

Slowly her hand pushes the door open so she can see inside, her eyes taking in the scene in the room. Blood, so much blood, she knows she shouldn’t keep looking, but she does. She sees a man sitting on the floor, broken, and crying, Lucifer’s body standing over him. Curses and vulgarity fly out at a fast speed, she watches as his hand swings down his nails, ripping against the man as he screams and tries to hide.

April screamed out In agony,grabbing the wall as if it's a clothe. Lucifer held her @ss tight and continue slamming inside her tight honeypot while her screams filled the air, More ball of tears rolling down her eyes. She felt like dying,she couldn't take the pain in "No!!!! Please!!!!" She screamed out and Lucifer's eyes turned red again Immediately she started choking,blood spilling out of her mouth. He hates that word, and he won't let her repeat the same mistakes she did the last time.

Tears started running down on my face without me noticing it. “I-I’m so sorry Lucifer.. It’s my *sob* fault.. Maybe if *sob* I only stopped *sob* chasing you *sob* maybe you won’t fracture your leg.. *sob* I’m really really sorry Lucifer…” I began crying like a child in front of Lucifer. “TCH Could you just stop crying like a fucking child there? You’re crying when I’m the one who got injured because of you.” He said, irritated by me.

Thalia’s POV As the connection dissolves, a shimmering haze lifts from the circle, and one by one the wolves shift back into their human forms. The air feels lighter, but a quiet tension remains. Lycans, unlike ordinary wolves, retain their clothes through the change—a small comfort in the midst of chaos. I glance over at Blake, my heart heavy with regret. “I’m sorry, Blake,” I whisper, my voice trembling. “I tried. If the three goddesses cannot help her, then I can’t either.”