Lucifer Morningstar X Reader Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

Satisfied that he was fine; I returned to the room of gore and managed to get a few answers from my parents as to what happened. My first question was to ask if they called the police. No, they had not. I then proceeded to ask them if they knew who had done such a horrid thing to Lisa. Yes, they certainly did know. It was my former—dead roommate, Frank. He broke into the house and insisted on taking Bobby with him. He told my parents that I was a vampire lover and that my child was a vampire. When I asked why my father thought I could help Lisa, he informed me that Frank claimed Geoffrey was a handler and handlers only married handlers. Therefore, I had to be a handler too.

Peterson concluded. Lucian's grin widened, a sinister gleam dancing in his eyes. "That sounds like the symphony of total annihilation. Yet, my friend, you are mistaken. It won't be solely vampires and werewolves united in this battle. The witches, too, have aligned themselves with our cause. Eric Damian is destined to meet his end, and with it, I shall reclaim the love of my life," Lucian proclaimed, his voice resolute and tinged with an unyielding determination.

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"Good morning ladies and gentlemen, I'm Alister, the Beta of the Beastclaw pack, and I am sorry to have kept you all waiting for this long." To smiles and murmurs that said no worries, he continued, "Alpha Vaughan won't be dining with you all, I'm afraid he is..." His face scrunched a little as he looked for the right word. "Indisposed," he said finally. Or in his Rehabilitating Cell, I thought darkly. "But rest assured," he continued, "he'll be present for the Lightning." The Lighting: the official commencement of the festival, where the Alpha lit up one of the lanterns rumored to have passed down generations, and from a Pioneer at that--one of the first werewolves created by the moongoddes

Alexander said as he stood from the bed, his eyes starting to glow a hazel amber color before looking at me as if I was some alien. "Carla?" He asked unsure, making me look at him with shock as Carla trembled before falling on her knees. "Damien?" Carla whispered before becoming unconscious, and as soon as she lost her consciousness, the gems stopped glowing, and Alexander's eyes that had started to glow hazel amber color returned to normal again. "What the hell did just happened?" I asked no one in particular. "So, do you like it?" Alexander asked again, making me look at him quizzically.

“ Next time, you better don't let another man come near you. “ I got into my clothes and walked out of his house. On my way out I glanced at Denzel's corpse one final time, his severed head was still dripping blood. I wondered what the world will say when they stop seeing him. “ Don't leave your house for any reason! “ Sebastian screamed behind me. ****************** I missed his touch so much as I laid cold in my sheets. I wanted to hear his voice caressing my ears with soft aggression, slowly I too was getting obsessed over Sebastian. I grabbed my phone and did research on his real name, Lucifer Morningstar. Fallen angel, Archangel turned ruler of hell associated with demons, those were wh

Lucas sat at his reading table, he held a flora design magazine and was going through the different flowers in it. The room was neatly arranged, Ruby had ensured that he grew up to be neat which was paying off, Ruby entered his room carrying a pot of wolfs bane, the praetor wolves sent to deliver a message to Reginald had some of it on them and gave it to her, Wolfs bane killed normal werewolves by touch but its scent was to help them tame and have self-control in cases like mortal combat and wars, she was so glad they could give her a pot of it, it would tame Lucas in case of any danger in the human world.

Her impatient hands reached for his soft hair, running her sleek fingers along his hair as she deepened the kiss, entangling their tongues in a slow and sensual dance. His blue orbs commuted into red and vicious orbs, and her silvery grey eyes glowed like the moon. Drowning in the heat of the moment, darkness suddenly overwhelmed her as her glowing eyes dimmed as they slowly turned scarlet and brutish. She was gradually succumbing into viciousness. 'No, Riri! You must fight it! Don't let the darkness overwhelm you!' Liam thought with agitation barreling up his spine. Once he succeeded in making her evil, there would be no one left to stop the destruction of the world. And Lucifer would final

“More concerning, however, is who is standing guard over it.” I feel it then, the shift, the pivot. This isn’t just about the bident. “Lucifer,” Zeus says mildly. “Care to explain why the Morning Star is playing house with Isla and her pups?” Nathan’s head snaps up. “Lucifer is what?” I sigh. “He’s… babysitting.” Zeus raises a brow. “That’s an interesting euphemism.” “He owes Gaia a favor,” I say quickly. “And he’s very good with wards.”

Two fluffy silver fox ears sprouted atop his head like mischievous antennae of divine gossip. “Oh no no no—!” he gasped, quickly slapping a leaf on his head with practiced panic. The leaf shimmered once, and the ears vanished. He looked around, cheeks puffed in embarrassment. Good. No witnesses. Not even that creepy vending machine ghost. Yin coughed, smoothing down his hair with faux dignity. “Anyway, yes. She’s definitely the one. Nexus’s whole ‘the land shall choose the spirit-bearing flame born in rust’ nonsense? Yeah. Selena literally works in Vermillion Cyberspace. Couldn’t get more prophetic if it slapped us.”