Lucifer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My eyes followed diligently as his thick fingers stroked his trimmed beard and he kept me roasting in the torrid silence for some seconds before speaking. "Pour daddy a drink, my liloco." The depth of his voice nearly had me trembling. Liloco. His blooming rose. The blossoming rose he could so ruthlessly cut at the stem and watch wither away if he pleased. My gut feeling told me Lucifer was not very pleased with me, but then again, he always makes me this angsty. I quickly poured him his preferred whiskey and presented him with the glass while being victorious in avoiding his searing gaze. I could feel those satanic eyes all over my skin, setting me ablaze as I returned to my initial positio

"Zoe can't be a killer maybe she is forced too" "Anyway, that is the reason why i came here to tell you" he said and starts to walk away I crawl to him and asked "Lucifer, please when I'm i going to see Zoe, i want to see my daughter, she is innocent" "If you want to see your daughter , it's better you eat and have enough strength and maybe look good i mean clean" he said "But that doesn't mean I will let you see her" he added and walked out. * *

V. ““ My love you can't change anything... I would wreak the world to get to you... Whether you like it or not, you are mine and no power in the world can separate me from you”” Lucifer warned, lifting her chin with his use of cold fingers and their eyes met... His irises were dark right now, yet so mysterious but beautiful... indeed he truly was a very handsome man... And for the other side for him, her perfect hourglass figure her presence made his anger vanished as he stayed there purified lost in her beauty...

CLARK POV Constant buzzing and noise, a cacophony of chaotic thoughts, followed by silence. *‘I, Alpha Lucian Pascal, hereby banish you from this pack. I never want to see you anywhere near me or my pack again. I also accept your rejection—you now cease to be my mate.’ *‘Oh, because you wanted him to be yours, right? No, he’s mine and mine alone. No one else can have him, not you… not your unborn bastard… Do you hear me?’

"After covering your tracks this morning, I saw her when I returned. She told me what happened. And yeah… I found out from her that she gave you her blood. That it… revived you." Lucian's gaze pinned me. "What else did she say?" "Nothing," I said, shaking my head. "She just left. Said she wanted to wander around. I had some errands to run outside the pack, so I let her go." He nodded slowly, then exhaled. A bitter sound. "I don’t want her to see me as a monster," he muttered. "But I can’t help it." I didn’t respond. There wasn’t much to say. He was a monster sometimes. But so was I. The difference was, mine didn’t come with claws and fangs.

In heaven, his father laughs at his son's anger, and thunder echoes in the sky, assuring Lucifer that he is still the lord of heaven. - My love, my Firehart. When we make love, the earth seems to shake. - Lucifron says panting. - When we make love, my beloved mate, the sky trembles with envy. The end

I turn around and lean back on him as we gaze upon the sky, and I point at the brightest star in the sky tonight. “There! That’s the first star I saw and I thought I’d make a wish…not for me but for all the lycans and werewolves out there. So we might…you know, finally have the next heir.” He laughs. “Damn it, woman, what the hell are you wishing on a star for, then? Were you planning on conceiving the next heir through an immaculate conception?” I blush. “No, silly, of course not, but—”

After he left, Amelia curled herself into a fury ball, spacing out and replaying the same scene again and again about how her parents didn't ask her to stay and declared their decision, forcing her to comply with it. She slapped herself multiple times. “Stop it, Amelia. It's not them who abandoned you. You left them. Where there is no respect, there's no need to stay. You did a good job by taking that decision,” she convinced herself. She lay down and saw a book on the side. She was getting bored anyway, so reading a book was no bad idea. While she was reading the book about supernatural beings, she suddenly remembered the infant Lycan prince. It's not like she witnessed it herself, but she

he mumbled softly into my hair and I laid my cheek on his chest and exhaled deeply. "I am certain that there are portals to this area from the Lycan Realm and we will visit Kasin, his mate and her father often," Lucian promised and I felt better. "Thank you Lucian for understanding my emotions,'' I mumbled softly and felt him squeeze me. "I am your mate Nia and feel the same as you," he told me honestly and I saw the moisture in his eyes. "I love you," I said firmly and he grinned brightly at me. We were all standing around when Lucifer appeared suddenly. He eyed me while shaking his head.

His smile widened, a mix of confidence and assurance shining through his eyes, as if he possessed some secret understanding. Giovanni's voice grew more somber, a tinge of bitterness seeping into his words as he addressed the room. His frustration couldn't be contained any longer, and he pointedly emphasized a harsh truth that lay at the core of his identity. "Let's face the reality, shall we? Everyone here knows that if my half brother hadn't tragically passed away, I would never have become a Lycan in the first place." His tone carried a heavy grumble, revealing the weight of this truth.