Lucifer Fallen Angel Tattoo Novels & Stories

"You are still the same, zoning out when relaxed." Ambrosius chuckles as I trail patterns on his chest with my fingers. He got a tattoo of an angel riding a ferociously looking black vampire on his chest. I absolutely love it, especially the vampire. I know it is him because of the golden eyes. And the angel is me. It brought me to tears when I saw it for the first time. Ambrosius said he had to have something that would stay with him for the rest of his life, that reminded him of me. "And you can still tell when it happens."

I am an angel, and I am a human. Pushing through The Dragon’s flailing claws, I move toward the current of power and look down at the endless abyss. As if Lucifer senses my intent, he looks back at me and calls out, “Don’t Lana!” I shake my head as my tears rain down my face. “I love you, Lucifer,” I call out as I turn my sword to me and plunge it deep into my chest. Lucifer’s mournful cry resounds throughout the cavern as my body plunges into The Creator’s abyss.

A primitive growl of anger rumbled in his chest as he removed his hand slowly from the door handle. “It’s pointless you know.” Lucifer said, hands folded, sophisticatedly in front of him, unafraid and unmoving. “This trope you place your entire life on. You care for the Chosen, even love her I gather. It must be strange for an Angel to fall in love especially when she can’t love you back.” “I’m glad you showed yourself to save me the trouble of finding you myself.” Gabriel smirked, matching his level of cocky calmness. Lucifer laughed softly taking steps closer to him. “Jasmine won’t need you for too much longer. She has already confessed she wanted you gone before while drunk. You know a dr

She takes a breath and says it with me, everyone else following along. “ Selene, hold you, May the spirits of the fallen lead you beyond this form, See the land of the moon and enter eternity; From this day until the last, your sacrifice is carved in the stars." “Thank you,” Serena mouths to me as tears continue falling down our cheeks. Roman helps me up. We hold each other for a minute, his chin atop my head. He says nothing, and I pour all the love I feel for him through our bond. “Come on, let’s take care of the surrendered vampires,” he says, wiping his bloodshot eyes.

He had his dad's charm and maybe something darker and evil than his dad that no one knew. Lucifer had many guys working under him; if his workers dared to double-cross him, they would pay with their lives. His guys all had to have a tattoo with the MF. Letters. Their tattoo was unique a dagger in a heart and thorns with dripping blood engraving MF. Some chose to wear it on their neck and arms, while others decided to have it tattooed across their chest. Joshua had a different type of tattoo, also mafia but chose to be unique, the same as his dad.

her change into a fine young woman. It was beginning to challenge him, especially the challenge was directed to his heart. Angels, especially guardian angels, are prohibited to fall in love with their charges. When that rule is broken, it would turn the offender into a Fallen and is forbidden to see the human forever. He of course doesn’t want that. He enjoyed Ysabelle’s company and friendship very well and doesn’t desire that sacred relationship destroyed. However, his feelings sorely tempted him from time to time... including this time too — especially in this very moment when he knew he was out of time.

Jacob continued to struggle non-stop. After seeing Jacob had turned into a monster completely, Eren immediately took the syringe that was located on the table. When Eren took the syringe, suddenly Jacob who had turned into a monster was able to break free from the bond. He immediately lunged at Eren until Eren fell. The syringe held by Eren fell to the floor. "Jacob! Stop it! It's me Eren!" Eren shouted while holding back Jacob's face that wanted to bite him.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

For seated across from him, in a host of breathtaking human form, was Lucifer, the fallen angel of pride, adorned in the finest of accessories and fashion. Lucifer's mischievous smile sent a chill down the comedian's spine as the fallen angel rose from his seat and approached the terrified mortal. "Please, your majesty," the comedian stammered, "what do you want from me?" Lucifer let out a weary sigh. "Oh, I want nothing from the likes of you," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "But I am surprised that my dear brother Asmodeus has forgotten to extend an invitation to me for his grand event." A sinister gleam flickered in Lucifer's eyes. "So, I need you to deliver a message for me tom

We wouldn't put ourselves out there. “I got you, Angel, I got you forever.” Biting down hard on my shoulder, his big hands cupped my breasts, squeezing them together and drawing a long, drawn-out moan from my lips. “Now, lay back and let me tease you for a change.” He chuckled. “My little lucifer.” “Lucifer?” “Yeah Lucifer was an angel as well, just one that didn't know how to behave.” Biting and kissing his way down over the mounds of my breasts, Monster chuckled. “I'm going to enjoy taming you, Angel.”