Lucifer Morningstar Novels & Stories

One step at a time, Lucifer erased the distance between him and his chamber. No one stopped him when he opened his chamber doors and stepped inside. The first thing he saw is Lucas. He is sitting on the floor holding an unconscious Lola in his lap. His unwavering gaze holding her unmoving body hostage. The physicians are treating her on the floor. No one dared to move her away from Lucas. Lucifer's steps stopped abruptly at the sight. His gaze became blurry and he didn't realise when he collapsed on the floor beside Lucas, near his daughter's feet.

The rest of the spectators cheered him and carried him up and chanted his nickname. "Lucifer! The hell dog!" They kept chanting. I pulled away from the window and sighed. I hoped and prayed he would forget me tonight. I hoped his victory would occupy the thoughts of his mind, but I was wrong. A few minutes later, the very image of my thought strolled casually into my room. "Turn around," Lucifer commanded me in his alpha male voice and without much resistance, I obeyed, heading to the bed, my face away from his. Lucifer Saunron is the alpha male of the Lycans and the owner of me.

“I believe you. Unfortunately, Lilith will not be satisfied with your response.” She arches her neck proudly and scoffs. “I care not for your mother’s satisfaction. I know that she’ll kill me anyway.” She angles her head as if listening for something, then nods her head as if coming to a decision. “However, I do have something for you, son of the morning star.” My lip curls with derision. “Stop calling me that!” Her brow furrows with confusion. “But that is who you are. You are the son of Lucifer Morningstar, the fallen angel, and the king of hell.”

He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Should I come back Captain….we are just kind of in limbo right now anyways.” Jason said half way out the door. “Jason, stay.” He said his eyes were not leaving Morgan’s. “Captain?” Jason asked cautiously. “Good. That's a start.” He responded to Morgan. “Jason. The Evening Star is yours.” Gavin said, turning to face Jason. “Captain i cant-” Jason started

She explains. “No, I didn't. And why didn't anyone inform me or Alena about this?" I grumble. “I came to check, but the door was locked. Clementina also informed me that you guys left. I guess I shouldn't have believed the two-faced bitch. I am so...." Lucinda's eyes widen as she stares at something in my back in horror. “Oh my goddess, Carson. Damn it, I told him not to fucking go anywhere." She runs off, and I spot what she was looking at. Carson is surrounded by five werewolf hunters. He is badly hurt and is trying to fight them off.

With Lucian, it was limited to flirting and the final outcome was on the bed that failed to transpire. “Huh?” My phrase made Alastair utterly dumbfounded. He almost choked the scotch he had sipped from his tumbler. “Did you say you never did?” I nodded. My body was supposed to react against this man. But it reacted to get him close. It might be more powerful because of the curse but when we were in the guest room, it felt the same. Actually, the influence Lucian had on me was nothing compared to Alastair's influence on me. Lucian used to send butterflies to my stomach. On the contrary, this man scares all the butterflies away and sets my body on fire without even laying a finger on my body.

Infuriated that Lucifer had interfered with his plans, Johnny dashed towards the entrance, his eyes locked on the grinning figure of the Morningstar. Lucifer had come to capture Asmo and Johnny, who was really Madeus had specifically warned Lucifer to stay away. But now, with the situation spiraling out of control, Madeus was determined to protect Asmo from his devilish sibling's clutches.

After another hour long drive I eventually made it back to my captivity cell after I changed out of my suit. " You look like you want to kill someone and also yourself. Was it that bad?" I rolled my eyes at Adamo's greeting as I sat back down on my bed." It was fine." " Why lie however?" This time I turned to look at Luca who was busy reading a magazine on his bed rather of looking at us. " Do you want me to hit you? Because I will." When I said this Luca turned his head in my direction and gave me a small boo." Do it. I go I could get you on your burro any day."

I finished. After emphasizing that Alexander needed his rest, I turned and left the room, walking down the hallway again before catching a familiar scent. Nicholas and Lucy were a few doors down, and within moments, I entered the room. My gaze swept over the walls, which had black floral designs painted on them. The entire vibe was gothic, including a side table with a carved stone dragon holding up the glass. Definitely Nick's room. I focused on the two in the bed. Lucy was in Nick's arms, fast asleep, but the vampire himself was awake. He looked up at me, not bothering to wipe away tears that were streaming from his eyes.

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.”