Lucifer Morningstar Tattoo Novels & Stories

They seemed closer than he thought they were. In a third picture, Lucinda was flipping off the camera with three people around her. One of them was asleep on the ground with his hair swept to one side. It revealed a tattoo of a crown on the side of his forehead. It was then Jean Luc realised that all of them bore this mark. Mostly hidden, but if he were to look carefully in every picture, he could see the black ink. "My friends," Lucinda said simply. Jean Luc turned towards her. "The tattoos. What does it mean?"

I walked through its doors, down a seemingly endless aisle lined with the royal advisors, the guard—including Jordan—and the royal family, who stood closest to the reverend at the steps. I stopped at the base of the steps while the reverend recited ancient words. Then I knelt as he descended to me, continuing the incantation until the needle touched my skin. It was just like any other tattoo—the sting of a needle striking again and again into the flesh of my neck. I already knew what it would be: I had seen the crest many times before. A black shield edged in crimson, crowned with silver and obsidian points shaped like crescents. At its heart, a silver moon cradled a black wolf with its head

Late in the evening, Lucifer carried Lucinda in his arms, forcefully opening the door to her room. Placing her gently on the bed, he admired her beautiful face as she clutched his hand. He felt an urge, a desire to possess her completely. She had come of age, but he restrained himself, tucking the duvet snugly around her body. He pressed a soft kiss on her forehead. "Good night, my queen," he whispered. "Good night," she murmured, a smile playing on her lips. Her smile could illuminate the world. He watched her as she drifted off to sleep, turning to the other side of the bed. He left her room, closing the door behind him.

I had already stood up and turned around to Lucifer. "The deal still stands. My family is safe, and my mother's soul is released from its contract.", I told him. He nodded, smiling at me. I closed my eyes and breathed. "I accept your terms, Lucifer", I told him. His smile widened even more. Three minutes to my birthday. He wasted no time. He pulled me to him and tore the back of my shirt, revealing my back. It was searing hot, and I gasped from the pain, but it only lasted a brief second. His hand print was printed on my back. His gear on his back disappeared and as he left his mark on me, I used my powers and seared my hand, burning my handprint into his flesh. He barely winced from the pai

“I’m not going to say no to that.” Of course, I a loud him to undress me first, and looking at the lust in his eyes as he stares at my body made my skin feel really warm. Now it was our turn to take his clothes off, and of course his body didn’t let me down. It was very tone, muscles, a nice eight pack and a tattoo I didn’t see before. The tattoo was above his heart of a ying-yang with one side being of the sun with the morning light, and the other is with the moon with a stary night sky. I ran my hand over the tattoo feeling the heat on his skin and the lust in his eyes. “You’re playing with fire my silver rose, and I’m not sure Lucian nor I will be able to stop from taking you right now. B

He had his dad's charm and maybe something darker and evil than his dad that no one knew. Lucifer had many guys working under him; if his workers dared to double-cross him, they would pay with their lives. His guys all had to have a tattoo with the MF. Letters. Their tattoo was unique a dagger in a heart and thorns with dripping blood engraving MF. Some chose to wear it on their neck and arms, while others decided to have it tattooed across their chest. Joshua had a different type of tattoo, also mafia but chose to be unique, the same as his dad.

Samael growled, “we will mark each other, as we are meant to be.” Lucan’s voice echoed in Samael’s mind, urging him forward. "Claim him now. He belongs to us." Morgan’s growl was deep, feral. "Mark him as ours." Samael bared his teeth, and without hesitation, he sank them into Allistair’s left chest, marking him for eternity. Allistair gasped, feeling the powerful rush of Samael’s essence flood into him. On Allistair’s chest, Samael’s mark appeared, a complex, glowing symbol that represented Lucan, Morgan, and Lucifer. The mark was that of a beast’s claw intertwined with the archangel's wings, glowing with an ethereal light that radiated power. Allistair’s form trembled as he, too, marked Sa

Bring your hand "I said She stretched her hand forward ,I put the bracelet on her hand She touch it with smile ,I felt lost in that smile of her for some moment before I called myself back I walked out from the room not waiting for what she has to say . Amara pov I stared at the bracelet on my hand ,I felt safe and calm immediately he put it on me . Everything seems peaceful now ,I didn't hear any voice in my head for some moment Everything seems okay . "I stood, lost in thought. Lucifer's gift, a symbol of protection. His eyes, filled with concern. My heart swelled with gratitude." -Alexander's POV- "I left Amara's room, my mind racing. The bracelet's power, temporary. Malakai would adapt.

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.

"NEVER." "Luna, please. I support him in his own path to find happiness." "HE IS A TRAITOR! HE IS NOT WELCOMED IN MY PACK! HE WILL NOT FIND PEACE IN HIS AFTERLIFE! HE WILL ROAM THE WORLD SEARCHING FOR WATER BUT NO MATTER HOW MUCH HE DRINKS HE WILL NEVER HAVE ENOUGH!" She growled. Her body turned red and her eyes spat fire. She lowered her head to get a better look at me. "As for you," she said as she tilted her head. "I'm sorry for your hardships. I am giving you a reward."