Lucifer Graphic Novels Novels & Stories

Hunter. "Fuck me." Lucia fixed her eyes on mine, the water streaming down her face and her chest heaving hard enough to make her tits bounce. “I want you to fuck me, Hunter” she continued, her voice raw and shaking with pure need. “Fuck me so hard I forget everything except you. I want to feel you tomorrow with every step I take.” I grinned like she’d just handed me the world on a silver platter. “With fucking pleasure.” Grabbing her ass with both hands, I lifted her right off the floor in one swift motion. She wrapped her legs around my waist instantly and her arms tight around my neck, digging her nails into my skin hard enough to sting.

Lucifer continued, spreading his hands as if presenting evidence, “when the witches came for her—oh, that was quite the mess—I did my best to save her.” He leaned forward now, his smile sharpening. “I have actually done more for her than you can imagine.” A pause. Then, softer—but more cutting— “I kept her company… when you almost lost yourself from the aftermath of your dirty deals with Leviathan.” Lucas’s jaw clenched. Still, he did not look at him. Lucifer’s expression shifted—mock hurt, exaggerated. “But do I get a thank you?” he sighed, placing a hand dramatically against his chest. “No. Nothing.”

Your support means everything to me, dear lovers of My Lycan. — Dee_jonah

So they abandoned him. Soon, he grew weaker and he started nearing his death. Feeling despair and betrayed, he vowed to return and said that if they ever needed his help he would never help them unless they grant him his last dying wish – a mate. Soon he died and was buried in the tomb you guys found yesterday.” Ryan said and smiled with satisfaction seeing that no one interrupted him. “So…we awakened a depressed Lycan warrior who is sappy for love? This is the dangerous guy you almost got me shitting my pants for?” Michael asked, breaking the awkward silence.

**FERAL FURY PACK - LUCIFER'S OFFICE** Lucifer sat behind his ornate mahogany desk, the morning sunlight filtering through the large windows behind him, casting a warm glow across the room. Papers and files were strewn across his desk, but his attention was on the city below, lost in his thoughts. It had been a long few days, the weight of recent events pressing heavily on his shoulders. The death of Luna Light, the escalating tensions with the Rogues, and the mysterious threats that seemed to circle ever closer to his family were all pieces of a puzzle he was struggling to put together.

Kali then spent the next few minutes and violently brutalized the general and his men, and broke every single bone in their bodies. ~ Lucifer ran through the open doorway into the vault filled with synthesis pods, and took the guards completely by surprise. They were already somewhat disoriented by what was happening all around them, and were completely unprepared to be assaulted. It wasn’t something they were expecting in the slightest. One of them fumbled as he trained his weapon on Lucifer, but ze simply grabbed his weapon out of his hands in response. Ze flipped it expertly in hir hands, then fired a burst point-blank into his chest with a wide grin.

The Great Lycan has always been told as a Legend, it first arrived as a child of the first werewolves, and it is said to come in the any sex, it could be male or female. It had the power of a million werewolves combined and immortality but it also had itsweaknesses… “What is it, dad? Tell me, tell me” Lucas pestered and Alpha Reginald laughed, he tapped the young boy on his head and put tucked him in.

The touch burns, not with fire, but with recognition. “I want the thoughts you bite down. The moans you smother with pillows. The way your breath hitches when you arch in bed alone.” Lucifer stands slowly, gaze never leaving her face. She doesn’t move. Doesn’t breathe. Her skin still hums where he touched her. “I’ll go,” he says, and it’s a lie dressed as mercy. Because he’s not retreating. He’s seeding himself. Into her bones. Into the empty space where her faith used to live.

he kicked Lucifer hard in the stomach, making him cough blood, “—dragged me back to hell while your body was still warm in my arms.” “Mary…” Lucifer rasped weakly, looking straight at me. “Run… please.” My chest hurt so bad I could barely breathe. I pushed away from Lucian and stepped forward. “You want me, right? Then let them go. Let Lucifer go. Let Lucian go. Let the girls at the parlor go. Take me instead.” Yapper’s eyes darkened with lust and anger. “You would really give yourself up for these two?” He laughed, low and dangerous. “After everything they’ve done? After Lucian abandoned you for five years? After Lucifer killed that man in front of you?”

I could feel the joint in my arms had shifted, hurting immeasurably, and I found no strength to cry. "I'll show you both why I am the Lycan prince here and now!" The thunderous voice of Dracula rumbled in my already sore brain, and I could only shut my eyes and sadly await my death. Love—or rather, obsession—temporarily blinded me to the fact that I was playing with fire. I was playing around with the most dangerous man ever to live on earth. Every wolf knows he was so cruel and doesn't give a damn about the lives of werewolves.