Lucifer Magne X Reader Novels & Stories

“I smell magic. Not the normal kind. The weird kind. The kind that makes you think something bad is about to happen.” Marek stiffened. His grip shifted, more protective. And that was when it happened. A flicker of light sparked under my skin. My breath hitched. “What was that? Did you see that? Did something inside me explode?” Marek’s jaw clenched. “It is fine.” “It is not fine,” Lucian said. “She lit up like a candle.” “Later,” Marek snapped. “Fine,” Lucian muttered. “But if she explodes again, I am leaving.”

Leon The night was already running hot. Luna Noir throbbed with its usual pulse, music vibrating through the obsidian walls, supernatural auras winding through the air like smoke, scents sharp and heavy with desire. My wolves worked the floor, the vampires stalked the balcony, and everyone knew their place. Except my wolf. Except tonight. Tonight, the pull inside my chest was a feral, living thing. Because he was here. Edric. Human. Soft. Breakable. Innocent to the point of infuriating.

CHAPTER 228 FORCEFULLY TAKEN Without ceremony, Lucifer slipped his middle finger inside as far as Izzy could take it. He watched in delight as her back leaped from the mattress bowing slightly, unknowingly allowing him better access inside her tight channel. "Oh my God, t-that...". "That's what baby girl?", Lucien whispered excited to hear what was swirling through her mind. "That's full", She moaned finally returning her hips to the thin mattress underneath her ass.

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.

Jamie asked Lucien smiled, “instead of searching about vampires from web where news are mainly false, ask me, as for mind reading I read all people's mind except from yours because we are mate except I reject you and we share a bond and your expression is readable that's why I can guess what you're thinking correctly Jamie smiled and helped Lucien with his tie

He obviously forgot who he's talking to, "Sorry, Sarge. Yes, I'm interested in fornicating with Luc." "Perfect," I reply with a pleased smile and tell him what he has to do. Because obviously we have quite a bit of work to do. Apparently, Luc likes his alphas rough and tough (information Hunter got with his new girlfriend Melanie) and Xavier is... lacking a little rough and tough. Some changes will have to be made.

‘Nothing else exists. Lucian's head snapped up, red eyes gleaming with satisfaction. His lips curled into a cruel smile, revealing bloodstained teeth. "Ah, the wolf awakens," he purred. "Get away from her," Magnus snarled, his voice guttural as Demetrius clawed to the surface. But Lucian's grip on Cathy remained firm, pale fingers tangled in her dark hair. Two angry puncture wounds marred her delicate skin. ‘He's already—fuck, he's already bitten her.’

Xavier was shocked, not sure how to respond as he was manhandled by the little Omega, as he looked into the bright white glowing eyes of Lucian. "Lucian, what's going-Aaahhh!" Xavier began to speak, but screamed, as his body felt like it was on fire. Xavier's painful screams echo through the room. His back arched off the bed, and his mates sat there horrified, unable to move as Lucian held them in place without touching them. His mates watched as their Alpha's body seemed to glow. His painful cries were almost unbearable. His screams were so loud, before they became raspy and airy, as his lungs had no more air to push the painful scream out.

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains explicit descriptions of non-consensual sex, emotional manipulation, and abuse. Please read with caution. I have no idea what day it is. What time. Hell, I don’t even know if it’s night or day anymore. Not that it matters. I’m not getting away from my so-called mate. Even with my power growing stronger by the hour, Lucifer’s still more powerful. He can immobilize me with a flick of his hand. He can do whatever he wants.

“Vlad, listen to me. I know you are still trying to process everything, your stubborness and all—but your magic is leaking.” “I know,” he said, voice flat. “Then stop it.” He blinked at me again. “I can’t.” That froze me. Lucifer’s bloodlust. It wasn’t just radiating anymore. It was anchoring. Rooting into him like barbed wire, clinging to his veins and bones. I slid off him and pressed both my palms flat against his chest, calling every drop of my pheromones to the surface. “Then let me help, my love..”