Lucifer Morningstar Comic Book Novels & Stories

Protecting Allistair Shielding him. Keeping him out of reach of the thing wearing Kaelen’s face. But he could not leave the council in chaos while sentencing was unfinished. The realms needed structure, clarity, fear, they needed the Morningstar unbroken and present. And now… Now that duty was complete. Lucifer closed his eyes and disappeared with Gluttony who pleaded to come with him for his worry of his Life-Bonded lover is getting stronger as the time moves. Then both of them reappeared over the Lutherian Grounds. The sight that greeted them nearly tore a roar from their throats.

She heard the sound of the bathroom door opened and she turned around to see Lucifer coming towards her smiling as usual. He already changed into his night cloth, he wore a dark blue pajamas. His water was ruffled and some cane to fall on his face. Skyler could see his muscular chest and taut muscle beneath the cloth he wore as he left the buttons undone. She had never seen his bare chest before but then she frowned when she saw a snake tattoo on his left chest. She could only see the head of the snake which has red eyes but she couldn't see the full body. Lucifer finally came to stand before her and she looked up at him and smiled back.

Bodies everywhere, as if they were cloaked in invisibility and suddenly dropped it. At the front, just before the Allfather’s great chair, stands a tall, ridiculously attractive man—Middle Eastern complexion, chiseled body, long brown hair, scruffy beard. “Welcome, friends,” he says, smiling. “We’ve been waiting for you.” “And who the fuck are you?” Puck growls at my side. The man grins. “I’m Lucifer. The Morningstar.” His smile sharpens. “And you’re about to die.”

**Morning - 9AM** Lucifer stormed back into his chambers, dripping sweat from his early morning workout at the gym. He had pushed himself harder than usual, trying to silence the turmoil in his mind. But as he opened the door, expecting to find his room meticulously cleaned and in perfect order, his eyes widened in disbelief. The room was a mess—clothes scattered on the floor, the bed unmade, and the lingering scent of April that still clung to the air.

Upon Hearing Lucifer’s voice, I quickly turned my gaze from where he is sleeping and there, I saw him already awake, indignantly shouting at the girl who just came in a few minutes ago. “P-Prince Lucifer.. I-I h-heard you are working as a librarian s-so I came here t-to bring you y-your favorite p-pomelo j-juice..” The girl uttered, handing a medium bottle of pomelo juice that can be bought from the school cafeteria which costs about ten dollars. Lucifer narrowed his eyes at the girl and his facial expression seemed darker like he was about to bury her alive. “Give me that fucking bottle.” Lucifer commanded. He accepted it?

Lucian’s hand finds mine. The bond flares—bright, fierce, unafraid. Dawn comes blood-red the next morning. Scouts scream the alert before the sun fully clears the horizon. Void tearing open. Swarm signatures blooming like black flowers. Hundreds of thousands. Millions. They come early. We rise to meet them. Lucian’s wings snap wide on the launch platform. My light ignites—sunrise made weapon. He looks at me one last time before the battle. Golden eyes steady.

I released a light gasp as my whole body began to waver. I could feel my strength leaving me. Blood was oozing out. What just happened? The dagger landed on me? Is this the way I'm going to die? Mum, I'm sorry forgive me. For the first time ever when I looked at Damon in the eyes as he stared directly into mine, still holding me. The expression on his face was something I’d never seen. I couldn't even fathom And suddenly, his eyes turned pure red. What is he? Lucifer.

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.

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

he answered and Fred nodded his head in understanding and went back to his painting. *** Unknown Place: The mysterious unknown man who has been in the same position since opened his eyes and stood up to his feet, without uttering a word to Phoenix, he came out of the opening cave removing his cloak and stretching out a hand towards the sun, he smiled to himself and then went back to meet Phoenix, grinning like a fool. "It worked, I am fully back," he said happily and started laughing hysterically and stopped to tell her. "And now it's time for everything to fall back into place, Phoenix."