Lucifer Rated Novels & Stories

The Vampire King looked at him before Lucas said “Please, Dad, give him a chance.” The king sighed as he pointed at Lucian “I will wait for the full moon. If it turns out that Emelia is your mate, I will allow this relationship.” Lucien looked at him sadly, and he had no hope left but to pray that Emelia was truly his mate As soon as Lucien left the office, Lucas approached his father and said: “Please Dad, why don't you give them a chance?” "You don't understand it at all. Lucien is not an ordinary person , he has a dark past."

“I don’t even understand how you met him—“ My mother continued to ramble on, paying no attention to me. “—Ooh, my precious daughter... marked by a filthy Lycan....” “Mom—“ Tears streamed down my cheeks. “He’s my mate... please, trust me.” My attention was distracted when Jerome grabbed my hand. “He corrupted you. That Lycan. He knew you were the future Luna of this pack so he corrupted you to get revenge on me!” “What did you do to him that he wants to take revenge on you?!” I challenged. But Jerome ignored me. Instead, he dragged me to the stairs and carried me up. “Stop it! You’re hurting me!” I rebelled, but he was too strong for me to overcome.

I furrowed my eyebrows trying to keep my eyes on the road. "Yes, Dawn Creators," She stated matter-of-factly, "They are the first vampires, like lycans are the first werewolves. They are older, superior, stronger, well everything vampires are just times ten, like that of lycans," Penny glanced over to me as she tilted her head and scrunched up her face. "Were you not taught any of this in school?"

“Eh, he’s alright.” Lucifer scoffs dramatically. “Alright? I am the King of Lust! I can easily bend every woman to my whim. I am the dark desire in every woman’s fantasies. When I walk into a room, women flock to me!” I can’t help but giggle at his over offended reaction. “Okay, he’s a little better than alright.” Lucifer shakes his head and chuckles, “You are...unbelievable.” I turn to the girls that are watching me in amusement. “What?”

If I had been asked Noah's age, I would have put him at twenty-eight, at most thirty but I never thought he would be this old. Noah chuckled, " Calm down, I already see the wheels in your head spinning. Lycans are immortal." My head almost spun, It could no longer contain the information Noah was pumping into it. I walked to the chair and sat with my head in between my head. "Did you just say Lycans are immortal? How?" " It's just how we are. Werewolves slowly age but they still die. Lycans rarely age and we don't die. We only die when our mates reject us or when we're killed." He shrugged as if the words he said hadn't just blown my mind.

He leaned in so their faces were inches apart. He ran his thumb across her pale tear stained face and flicked the tears underneath her eyes. Iris pulled back her eyes now confused and red rimmed. "These tears of vengeance, are on shed for the wrong person." "You're lying." She screamed back thrashing harder than before. "Let me show you." He blinked unfazed by her tantrums. He stood up from the bed and picked up the laptop on the bedside table. Iris went quiet. He flipped it open, waited for it to boot, then played a video.

She asked. Lucifer shot her a glare, a deep dark evil glare that told her to shut up, but she just rolled her eyes. “You're being ridiculous, you know that, don’t you Lu.” “NO, I’M NOT!” Lucifer yelled. “SHE’S A FUCKING SUCCUBUS NOT A WEREWOLF SO SHE SHOULD ACT LIKE ONE!!” “Lu if she just wants to sleep with her husband, then that’s her problem.” “I don’t want my daughter to slowly die of starvation because she didn’t get enough energy from that damn wolf.”

Hearing him say her name like that again made my vision go red at the edges. I stepped forward, and the temperature in the room dropped ten degrees. The chandeliers rattled. “Get. Out.” Lucien didn’t move. He just watched me, amused. “Or what? You’ll kill me? You wouldn’t. You can't.” I bared my teeth. “Do you want to Try me?” For a second, the air between us crackled with real violence, real intent. Two Lycans, ready to tear each other apart in the middle of my home.

I would have sung, skipped, danced and all the other stuff people tend to do out of overwhelming happiness. I could practically hear the cocky smirk that displayed itself on Lucifer's face. He dipped his head into the crook of my neck and placed a kiss gently as he whispered sweetly in a deep, raspy voice, "You look gorgeous when you blush." "Firstly, all of this," Macy said gesturing between Lucifer and I, "is PG 21 and ain't nobody want to see you undressing her with your eyes in public." Lucifer pulled away shamelessly, stifling down a laugh at Macy's reaction. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and then cleared my throat, shooting Macy a 'shut your damn mouth' glare.

Tapping his chin, he mused aloud, “Ahh, a Fenrisúlfr, huh?” The name alone gave his fur a shiver—though he’d never admit that to Shu. “Big bad wolf of the old pantheons… chaos spirit of destruction… giant fangs… wrath issues… existential grudges against celestial bureaucracy…” Yin listed off gleefully, counting on his fingers like he was ordering pastries. He giggled. “Yes, scary man. Very scary. Damn scary. I want to meet him.” Because Yin, truly, was a menace in fluffy disguise.