Lucifer Morningstar Comic Book Novels & Stories

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"I try my best not to, but just so you know,— although he can be a bit difficult, Lucas remains the better man. " ‎ ‎"Maddie was the only one who made him smile," she sighed, ‎ ‎ ‎"Maddie?" I repeated, ‎ ‎ ‎a distant look on her face. ‎ ‎ ‎"but when the red note was sent to her father by the calvary monarchs, ‎ ‎ ‎"Lucas was ready to lay down his life for her." ‎ ‎ ‎"—wait, you know about the red note?" ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎"of course—that was also the reason why Lucas,—"

Who knows what the real reason was now. Within those two months, Alfred began to act strangely, and I noticed that money was being freely given to Ivy in large sums. Last week, he took her to a lavish party at the Lycan Kingdom, which was where the problem happened. Alfred, who was drunk, attacked an officer who was flirting with Ivy. The Lycan King, Darren Weston, ordered Alfred to turn himself in for punishment.

Werewolves. They killed my parents. I don't know what reason they had for doing that to my parents but I don't want to know more. There is only one thing I plan to do. When I encounter a werewolf, I will kill it right away. They have no right to live in this world, especially since they are not human. I finally arrived. I'm standing in front of this big building. Maybe it was that man's company. "Zuex Morningstar." I can only say that his name tells me he is rich. I'm still lucky because he's the one who almost ran over me. Because if it was somebody else, they could escape and leave me alone.

“Because your most trusted guard hated the idea of me being your Luna!” “You’re lying”. “No, actually I’m not”. I told him, enjoying the satisfaction of watching him twitch from the idea of one of his men going behind his back. “He happened to mention something to do with hybrids!” I divulged and his brows furrowed instantly, realising his guard did in fact open his mouth revealing the reason why Marco was so interested in making me his Luna. “So, you want to bond with me in the hopes of creating a hybrid? A moon wolf that can draw strength from both the sun and the moon and live just as comfortably in the day as you do in the night”. I summed up as I watched his jaw clench in irritation.

The crying continued, soft but painful. Lucien frowned slightly. Young Master? What kind of situation is this? For a moment, he thought he was dead and this was the afterlife, because he clearly remembered how he died. He was not any “young master.” No one had ever cried for him like this. He was Lucien Morningstar, the son of a military doctor, Morningstar Zeus. His entire family had given their lives to the country, yet in the end, all they received was humiliation, betrayal, and a painful death.

Max looked at Lord Lucian and King Darius with a raised eyebrow. Lucian just shrugged his shoulders sheepishly. Amber on the other hand is crying her heart out, not noticing that Lucifer is healing. His blood came back inside his body. All his fractured bones were healed. His skin too is healing from the road rash. Lucifer now comes to his conscience and slowly opens his eyes. He looked at Amber, who is laying her head on his chest and is crying uncontrollably. He looked around him and noticed Lucian, Max, and Melanie standing there with sheepish looks.

That was obviously the first time he had ever seen the gleamy expression on Lucian's face. "Look what we have here!", Lucian said as he handed over to Martins the paper he held in his hand. Martins took it from it, and looking at it, he also smiled knowing his redemption was there in his hand. The paper was a letter from the blue moon pack, inviting people from all over the werewolf world to join in the celebration and dedication of the Alpha's sons. "Yes...! Exactly...", Martins said as he use his hand to beat the paper, trying to stress his point.

And there are so many. As if that wasn’t enough, a blinding white light bursts from the palace. “The Morning Star,” Gabriel murmurs. “He’s coming.” Lucifer. Michael turns to us. “We’ll handle the bird bitches. You four—go meet your destiny.” We nod and surge forward. The angels flank us, the faster ones racing ahead to intercept the harpies. The fight is savage and violent. But the angels handle it with terrifying efficiency—ripping wings, snapping necks, severing limbs. It’s brutal.

I burst through the ornate doors of the throne room, my fury propelling me forward like a meteor hurtling towards Earth. The familiar scent of brimstone and expensive cologne hit my nostrils, but I was too pissed to savour it. My father, Lucifer fucking Morningstar himself, lounged on his obsidian throne like some kind of infernal playboy. His perfect eyebrows arched as I stormed towards him, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. "Well, well. To what do I owe this dramatic entrance, my dear?" His smooth voice dripped with amusement. God, I wanted to slap that smirk right off his chiselled face.

she answers him. “Fuck,” he whispers to himself. “I don’t even know how to talk to him right now,” Alex pulls out a little book. She opens it to reveal the name, Drago Morningstar. Adrian looks at her, “Isn’t that his…” “Shut up Adrian. I will use this,” she says. Adrian turns his head as he picks up on strange footsteps. He sees Lucifer’s armored guards walking towards them. “I don’t think you will need that,” he says and the two vampires give way for them.