Lucifer Morningstar X Reader Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

Seeing the army, Aurora's sisters and the wolf pack burst from the tree line once again running out at the Reapers. Lucifer was furious. He swung around ready to strike but a bullet from Harrison's rifle cut through the skin of his face. His hand flew up to his cheek and he clutched at the wound. “How dare you strike me,” he bellowed. “I am the Morning Star!” With the sweep of his hand, a fire front raged across the field. Flames danced like fire devils and as Lucifer gazed out in admiration Aurora saw her chance. She grabbed an abandoned spear lying on the ground and with all her strength plunged it deep into Lucifer’s neck.

I mutter. He smirks. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” I snort. “I mean, you can also leave and let me bathe in peace.” Lucifer crosses his arms in front of his chest and shakes his head. “I don’t believe I want to do that.” I sputter. “Fine, but either you turn around, or I don’t get in.” Once he realizes that I won’t budge, he begrudgingly turns his broad back to me and stiffly grumbles. “You know, if it wasn’t for my power, you wouldn’t have this amazing bath. You are so bloody frustrating.”

Lucifer stared at the key with so much admiration. This was the moment he had been waiting for and now his supremacy was closer than ever. He stared at Nahamani. His eyes had returned to its normal color and they were sparkling in excitement. The angel he was staring at however ,was not as excited as he was. Lucifer crouched down to meet her eyes and he smiled. He was not actually planning to kill her but he knew he would have to because she will try to expose him.

“I may have a little crush on Lucifer.” There’d been a time when I’d thought hiding the fact that I was a sorceres from my boyfriends was hard and unfair. Now I knew that there was a whole supernatural world out there with ancient wars, alliances, and allegiances and none of them as straightforward as my aunt or any of the covens liked to pretend. But Lucifer was a thing too…? “Lucifer is a fabulous Fallen angel.” Siobhanny twirled, licking her mouth. Her honeysuckle scent wafted over me. “He’s a vampire, and the type of enemy who’d look simply hot smothered in chocolate sauce or chains.”

MARILYN Lucian stormed in with great fury, his blue eyes blazing angrily because I had called him with tears. "What happened?” I couldn’t stop crying, before giving him the letter. “Lucifer…. Lucifer is… Lucifer is alive.” He hugged me and I cried in his arms for a while, then he read the letter for a while. He stopped and kissed me. “Don’t cry again. I’m here now” We both sank onto the sofa, and he studied the letter again. “But this is not Lucifer’s handwriting?”

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.

But easier in so many others. One day after the rains had been, I went to bathe. When I reached the place I met with a young boy sitting on the waters edge skimming stones. He told me his name was Lucifer Morningstar, that he had been watching me for some time. He planned on taking me home. It may sound cliché, but for me at least it was love at first sight. He took my breath away. He was beautiful, like no other man I had laid eyes on. That very day he took me with him. I had no idea then that his soul had been corrupted my centuries of torment and loneliness. To me he was perfect, he was sweet and loving.

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

Leo shouted, pointing at the brawl in the living room. Lucian had Xavier pinned against the wall, his glowing hands wrapped around the billionaire’s throat. But Lucian’s skin was beginning to crack, violet light leaking out of his pores. He looked at Maya, and for the first time in years, she saw the man she had actually fallen in love with; the one before the greed and the White Moonlight had poisoned his soul. "Go, Maya!" Lucian yelled, his voice sounding like grinding metal. "I’m the side effect, remember? I’m the one who ends the loop!"

The Reader looked at him. “Your family?” He laughed. “They’re characters.” Lucien’s eyes darkened. “They’re people.” The Reader tilted his head. “Only because I allow them to be.” Seraphina stepped forward. “No.” The Reader looked at her. His smile disappeared. “You.” Seraphina’s eyes became golden. “You remember me.” “I remember what you were.” “Then you know I cannot be controlled.” The Reader smiled. “I don’t need to control you.” He opened his book.