Lucifer Magne Novels & Stories

Master Magaera took a deep breath and replied, his tone calm. "Alright, I understand." Lucifer was slightly emotional. "I'll find whoever's behind this, sir! How dare they do this?! I won't forgive him." Master Magaera was not focused on that. "Get me a car shortly." Lucifer stopped short. "Oh? Where are you going so late? Are you going to see Yitty?" Master Magaera frowned at Lucifer's words impatiently.

He growled, the deep rumble filled with approval and undisguised lust. My mind turned sluggish. I became lost in the unfamiliar emotions burning my heart and melting my body. Just as a foreign heat began to pool at my belly, a thud sounded behind me, and two figures tumbled at my feet. “Lycan Heir, Luna, they’re the ones who started the fire.” Zubair Turhan stomped over with a cold expression on his face. Standing next to Sof, he kicked the disheveled man, causing him to knock his head on a rock.

Lucifer smirked and nodded. "I'll be back in a moment," he said happily and exited the room quickly. I opened my bottle of Glenmorangie Signet and poured myself three fingers. Sipping on the tasty liquor I wasn't expecting Lucifer to come back with a mouth watering woman that smelled like gingerbread cookies. Her hair was silver white and her eyes were sky blue.

The words wouldn't come, tangled in the mess of my heart. He wanted to break, I could see it in his eyes, but he held himself tall, the emperor he was. With a nod to Lucas, he signaled him to let go. Lucas released Magda, and she hit the ground hard, a lifeless sack of flesh and spite. Lucian handed me to Lucas, and I stumbled into his arms, the warmth of him real and solid after so long. Lucian stepped toward Magda, his voice low and steady. "Magda, you've gone through thousands of years without knowing anyone. Now it's time for you to know what a Lycan really is."

I do not hesitate open up the ground where their burnt up carcasses are and bury them deep underground. "You will pay for this you insolent wolf! And you Seraphim, how could you turn against me and aid these godforsaken scoundrels?" Lucifer roars in so much rage as he shoots up straight to where we are. However, for some reason, he cannot get to us. It is as if there is some barrier blocking him. "This is ridiculous! A humongous wolf with wings? And what is with your eyes? A mutation is what you are. An abomination!"

Lord Magnus stood laughing, "Give up, all your tricks will fail," "Never!!!!" Lucian screamed, with the help of the whirlwind he made, the force was so strong enough to create a hole pushing out lord Magnus's heart. He fell to the ground, and lord Magnus laughter and the noise quieted down. Everywhere was deadly silent. Lucian fell to his feet beside lord Magnus's body, Marek ran to pick up the huge red heart still thumping hard in case Lord Magnus will stand up again, then when it seems lord Magnus opened his eyes to look for his heart, with a swift movement of his hand, Marek uses his sword to slice his heart into a small bit, each was still beating.

The silver light in his eyes flared, then dimmed, flickering like a dying bulb. "Listen to me, dog," Aurelius leaned closer to the bars separating his cell from Lucian's. "The Lunar Power isn't a gift. It's a fail-safe. It’s a suicide gene. It burns the parent’s life force as fuel to ensure the pups survive. Look at his skin. He's transparent. He’s burning out." Lucian looked. Phineas’s skin was nearly translucent, the veins beneath glowing with a faint, ghostly silver. His breathing was shallow. He looked like he was evaporating.

Lucifer yells causing Kallista to jump. "Remington is a hybrid, Lucifer. The only of her kind. Her genetics are remarkable, yes. She possesses all the characteristics of each species in her bloodline. However, she now has hellhound mixed into her DNA also. There are parts of her; hellhound, shifter, and Fae. That I assure you are not immune to poison. This isn't an ordinary poison. The poison is complex. I can find a cure for the poison. It's the spell that has me stumped."

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.

Stupid! "Oh God! Get a room, Declan Heisenberg! What a show!" Lucifer appeared in front of him and frowned as the man gazed at the woman who had turned his penis into a lollipop. He simply ignored the newcomer, and the young man was unconcerned about where Lucifer came from. That is not his concern, and he should not be wasting his time on it. "Where are you from, Luc? Declan has done this before, and I can't even stop him. Fuck that Margaux."