Lucifer Graphic Novels Novels & Stories

his eyes were black as night, his hair had blazing flames on them, his hands were also on fire, he looked like a witch that possessed the fire element. He was unrecognizable as his features looked nothing like that of a werewolf at that moment. He looked more like a demon from hell, the people around took couscous steps back not wanting to be close to the demon their alpha has become, some of the pack warriors shifted to their werewolf forms getting ready for anything. “Lucifer has risen.” Whispered Lune Katherine to herself, Mercy took steps forward while Collin was looking at Damien waiting for him to get up from the ground. No one knew what he will do to him should he manage to get up fro

‎ ‎Cigar muttered under his breath. ‎ ‎“Well that went well.” ‎ ‎Sierra elbowed him again. ‎ ‎Lyra turned back to Lucian. ‎ ‎“I don’t believe in werewolves. And I definitely don’t believe in destiny relationships with strangers.” ‎ ‎Lucian nodded calmly. ‎ ‎“That’s fair.” ‎ ‎“You’re taking this surprisingly well.” ‎ ‎“I expected resistance.” ‎ ‎Lyra folded her arms. ‎ ‎“So what now?” ‎ ‎Lucian’s voice was steady.

And there was only one Lycan I knew who was this chaotic. But this—this wasn’t just a frenzy. It was slaughter. Mindless. Rabid. The claw marks were too deep. The limbs torn too far. Some of the corpses looked like they’d tried to run… only to be hunted down and gutted. Not clean kills—emotional ones. Personal. And Lucian… he was many things, but he was never sloppy. He was too controlled. After his mate’s death, he kept his beast under control. But this? This didn’t look like he was in his right mind.

In a matter of seconds, before anyone could even react to these deadly creatures that were as big as ponies, they had pounced on the Delta guard holding Darcy’s unconscious body hostage with lightning speed, devouring him. Night, Evanora's ferocious black direwolf, closed her strong jaws on the Delta guard’s face, ripping his brain from his skull, while Mist and Morning's claws dug into his heart and stomach respectively. Lily, meanwhile, guarded Evanora's unconscious body, cuddling Darcy and hoping her lady would wake up. The few hours Lily had been away from Darcy felt like the world was empty; the bond between a direwolf and their lycan was like the brain and the heart.

“I was under the impression you didn’t have a mate as yet.” I keep my face passive. “It’s complicated. Which is why I asked for an audience.” “Then please explain.” Lucini says with a grin that if I didn’t know better would be completely disarming. “We have all night.” Of course he fucking does. Vampires don’t sleep. But even now, I’m acutely aware of where my mate is, that she’s with Cain, in his bed, in his arms and more than anything, I want to storm out of this room and go join them.

He bowed, then opened the door and walked out. "And if they do mate?" I asked him again as soon as he sat down, not bothering to mask how I was feeling. "Well, a Lycan's bite is lethal. Lycanthropy refers to madness. So she or he will go mad and die. Why are you asking all these questions?" "No reason; I just got curious. I may need to experiment on new ways to kill people who used to get on my nerves when I worked at the hospital." He snorted, "You may get punished though, but first, both of you need to get mated first for you to be able to kill anyone," he whispered suggestively.

Lucifer’s head lowers towards Anais’s neck, her body tensing as his teeth begin to show. “Lucifer, what are you doing?” He moves so she can see his face. “Healing you, it will sting, but it will heal your wounds all of them.” He laughs, shaking his head. “I am joking, Anais; a vampire has no special effects for healing. However, my angel side does.” Lucifer’s hands raise up, the palms facing her wounds, the light shining bright covering her incisions.

The kind that pulsed with unsaid things. “…I’m sorry,” I said finally. “I should’ve talked to you sooner. About the hybrid. About what you saw.” Lucifer didn’t respond right away. When he did, his voice was stripped bare. No mockery. No dramatics. “You’ve seen the bone cages. You know what they did to me. To us. But that was only one layer. What you saw… was a fraction.” I held Katie tighter, kissed her temple gently. Her scent steadied me—but it didn’t still the storm in my chest.

Sharing Liliana with your cousins, in the name of pack unity. My scowl deepens, and I flick ash from my cigarette. ‘Pack unity shouldn't involve group activities in the bedroom you fucker.’ ‘Ah, but you can't deny the thrill of it,’ Lucifer teases, his mental voice practically winking. ‘The moon, the howls, the tangled limbs—it's like a werewolf cliché come to life.’ I finish my cigarette, the ember glowing briefly before I stub it out. The moon offers no respite to the burning flame within me. Instead, I am left with a throbbing that cannot be fulfilled.

He also read the scattered evidence that Venido killed last seventeen years ago. Lucifer never fails to go to the Doctor to prevent his Laryngeal Cancer. He is supported and cared for by his girlfriend Ely. It was also often at her house to take care of her. Lucifer looked at his guitar that Amira had handed him and held it. "Good old memories with you. I have a lot of questions Amira. Especially with our father, I don't know what kind of Dad we are. The people he kills are spreading. This includes your Mama's case even more. I don't know or just blindfolded Am I into what's going on? I want to know if my guess about Ely is true. But, she's kind. She loves me too. I'm confused if it's TRUE o