Lucifer Hh Fanart Novels & Stories

Now he wants to torture me. He trailed kisses up my chest, across my collar bone, to my neck, where he kissed and sucked. Keeping his one hand on my wrists, he ran his other hand along my body and curves, his fingers aiming for their destination. His index finger found my clit, rubbing gently in circles. I cried out as he touched me, trying to pull my hands away so I could touch him. He laughed softly as he leaned over my ear. "What did I say, Lilith? No touching allowed."

x Lucifer was no ordinary demon; he was the first to fall, the architect of rebellion, and the embodiment of forbidden beauty. The light-bringer turned dark king, his presence was both intoxicating and overwhelming. His eyes burned like twin suns on the verge of collapse, a golden fire encased in endless darkness. His voice was low, rich, and melodic, carrying the weight of eons and the promises of ruin.

"Classic ones. Mixed with pop and… love songs." He glanced at Seraphina briefly. "She listens when she's working. Low volume. Same playlist on repeat." Iris's eyes flickered with interest. "Favorite artist?" Lucien thought for a second. "Adrian Vale," he said. "And sometimes Lira Monroe." Iris nodded again. Seraphina cleared her throat lightly. "…That's enough detail." Lucien ignored her. "Hobbies?" Iris asked next. Lucien chuckled softly. "Designing gems, obviously," he said. "But aside from that…"

she says with a fury so hot, I know that something horrible is going to happen. A bright light shines then, clearing the ash, and fog, and I close my eyes, feeling heat press on my face. Loss lets out a sound, and when I look, my eyes widen in horror. Lucifer flies upward in the air with red, and black flames dancing in his eyes, his horns over two feet long, skin that's scaled and feathered. His wings are the darkest shade of black, looking both like his wings, and a demon's. His upper torso is muscled, and her has six arms instead of his usual two, wearing long baggy pants.

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

“Sorry Lucifer.. By the way, these are my siblings. This pretty girl is Mary and this handsome young man here is Hercules. Mary, Hercules, greet Lucifer ^_^ He’s my— “He’s your boyfriend mama?” asked Mary. “Huh? N- “He’s so handsome mama! I like him! Hi papa Lucifer!” she continued as she hugs Lucifer. Lucifer is so tall that Mary was able to hug only his legs. “Papa? Papa Lucifer!!!” Hercules hugged Lucifer too. I mean, his legs. “H-Hey, let go of me you idiots!” “Hahahaha! They’re just too happy to meet you ^__^”

**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.

“Lucifer!” There is a deep rumble in his chest and he begins pumping his fingers faster, nipping and sucking my clit. Soon, an orgasm rips through my body and I hear a growl come from Lucifer. I’m panting heavily as I come down from the pleasure, using the wall to steady myself as Lucifer laps at my juices eagerly with his tongue. After a moment, he stands up and holds two fingers up to me, coated in my juices. “Taste yourself. See why I can’t get enough of you Anna. You’re absolutely exquisite. My bloody ambrosia.”

“While you search for Lilith, Tristan and I can send some of our enforcers to see if there are any rumors or sightings of Lilith and any unfamiliar supernaturals. You wouldn’t happen to have an image of Lilith lying around?” Lucifer shakes his head. “Regrettably, I do not. Lilith and I were never truly close.” I think it over. “I’m not very artistic, but I can probably create a rendering of her likeness.” Mikhail raises his hand and signals for attention. “I can draw something up if you give me a good description.” Azazel salutes him. “I can attest to that. Mikhail is an incredibly accomplished artist.” “Alright.” I rise. “We will let you know if we discover anything new. All we ask is that