Lucifer Magne Novels & Stories

As long as he could prevent his body from sustaining damage, he would be able to avoid expending his crystal’s energy. With the protection of the Demonic Lotus, James seized the opportunity to viciously attack the Multicolored Flame Python. Lucifer’s face became solemn. He cursed in his heart, ‘Damn it. James is as resilient as a cockroach. He not only has the Infinity Steles, but he also obtained my father’s Demonic Lotus. It’s going to be difficult to eliminate him.’ Regardless of how tough James was as an opponent, Lucifer would have a chance if James was distracted. When that happened, Lucifer would be able to exhaust his crystal’s energy.

I watched as the gift he was mentioning stood up and walked towards me, and softly snuggled its head on my thighs, as if already familiar with me. It was a tiger. Its stripes up close were much visible and mostly huge in front of me…I could only see tigers around Africa and some zoos….but I never personally got to eye to eye with them.. My wolf instincts were on alert, and I had to calm it down. I look at Alpha Magnus, “A big cat?” “Her name is Lumiere. We found her in the woods hiding from humans so we rescued her. I just couldn’t help but think of you while seeing her.” He started to explain. “I’ll give Lumiere to you so she can drive away certain vampires.”

Silver Wolf’s voice cut through the stillness, suspicious and sharp. “If you are a lycan then, then why did you claim to be the mate of the Lunaris heir?” She growled, "Her mate is the warrior Magnus Ebonshade of the Ember Howl Pack.” Magnus’s name spoken with respect turned my mouth bitter. “No. Magnus was the mate of Luna Eluvia Lunaris.” Clutching Liora to my chest, I snarled at her. “And I am the mate of Luna Liora Lunaris.”

I am part of the market research team, and that requires me to be on the streets instead of in-office, but with my team being useless, I do most of the work because if the team doesn't deliver results, I am stuck with the elephant that will likely cost me, my job. Lucifer's tech is the best engineering company there is. Their smartphones are ten times better than Android and iPhones. Longer battery life and a network that won't drop you in your time of need but the worst part about them are that they freaking expensive. Like wireless earphones and smartwatches, they most likely to cost half my paycheck.

Alpha Serses asked Lucifer’s gaze flicked up at the sound of his name, the faint glow of his eyes dimming to a deeper shade. He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, his fingers grazed the sigil on the parchment, tracing its burning lines. “No,” he said finally, his tone unreadable. “This, whatever it is, is not fully of hell origin for it has traces of heaven divine's magic. This is not the mark of rebellion, but of something far darker… and far more deliberate.”

My spine bowed, my head thrashing against the pillows as the silver fire tore through my veins, eating away at my lungs from the inside out. "Theron!" The chamber door burst open with a loud bang. High Mage Lucien Everhart ran into the room, his purple robes sweeping behind him. He carried no staff, only two small leather pouches in his belt. He took one look at the glowing silver light on my chest and the blood on the sheets, and his face turned the color of chalk. "Do not touch her!" Lucien yelled, sprinting across the floor. Theron turned on him, his golden eyes wild, his fangs bared in a feral snarl. "Fix her, Lucien! Do something! She is vomiting blood!"

None of them noticed the faint, violet hum of magic already pulsing deep within the rock. Back in the courtyard, the heavy oak doors of the Great Hall burst open with a theatrical flourish that instantly drew every eye in the yard. Lucifer stepped into the torchlight like an actor commanding a stage. He wore a crisp, tailored coat of midnight velvet, his silver-threaded cuffs catching the firelight as he glided down the stone steps. In one hand, he held a crystal goblet of deep red wine, swirling it with lazy elegance as he gestured grandly toward the minstrels, encouraging the music to swell even higher.

I just need to heal completely. “I have something for you,” he says, his deep, husky voice sending a shiver down my spine. That bright smile of his flashes, the one that always makes my heart skip. “Umm… what?” I ask, blushing. I’m always happy around him, everything about Magnus excites me. Sadly, not in the way I wish it did. He slips his fingers into his pocket and pulls out a small gift box. “Happy birthday, Lucy,” he says, his eyes brimming with emotion.

“Okay.” Darius applied the same spell to Carl. Like Scott, a white liquid appeared, which had become a mirror. Darius waved his hand. Scott’s memory appeared again. Darius pointed his hand at Carl’s mirror. “Lyall Wolfe Lycaros.” Lyall appeared in Carl’s mirror, then Lyall transformed into a Lycan monster. In Scott’s mirror, there was also a Lycan monster. They examined both mirrors. “They’re not the same,” Carl said. “Look. They’re different monsters.”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The truth was right there, but fear tightened around my throat and swallowed it whole. And Damien… He hadn’t looked away once. His eyes were locked on me, sharp and unreadable. It felt like he could see through me. I was having a panic attack and I couldn't move. I wished I could disappear. After what felt like forever, I gave the smallest nod. It was all I could manage. The priest raised his arms high. “Then, by the ancient laws of the Lycan bloodline, I now pronounce you mates. May the Moon Goddess bless your union.”