Lucifer Stare Novels & Stories

My lashes fluttered open and the sight before me had my bones frozen to the core. What was this? Lucifer? Had I finally transcended to heaven? I couldn't even call those flaming blue eyes satan’s or the sharp jawline or half his face partially hidden by a Steele mask and dark thick hair falling over his eyes. His intent stare sent chills through my spine and once I realized I was in his arms, practically hanging mid-air like a cyclone, my heart tripped in fright. “Who..who are you?” I squirmed, trepidation glaring in my eyes.

**BLOODY SINNERS - LUCIFER'S ROOM** Lucifer sat in his dimly lit room, his thoughts a tangled mess of confusion and frustration. He leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the wall as his mind replayed the witch’s words over and over. His father, alive but trapped in a state worse than death. It was a cruel irony that left him feeling more powerless than he had in years. Normally decisive and in control, Lucifer now found himself caught between the urge to act immediately and the cautious voice in his head telling him to wait.

”Do not stop. “This is Lucifer morningstar.” Lucifer turns and looks at the cops as his men hold their rifles; he is calmly smoking a cigar. His sleeves are rolled up to his elbow, exposing the rankings on his arm over a hundred stars; each point of the star has a diagonal line over it; that’s how he keeps count of his kills. The cops take the turn around the bend. Joshua turns back and gets Winter in the house; Lucifer feels infuriated seeing her coming out of his house. They climb into the SUV, “what about my brothers?”

He sounded defeated, lost and he looked even worse. "Didn't anyone teach you that staring is a bad habit!" Lucifer's voice broke our silence. His dark eyes met mine. They were red and puffy. He almost resembled an raccoon. The stubble that started to grow along his jaw brought out his masculinity. It made him look tougher than what he was. My tongue felt as if it had been tied up into a bow and then stuffed back into my mouth. I just blankly gazed at him, wide-eyed. I didn't think that he would notice my stares because he didn't even turn to look at me once.

"A Unique rank summon, broken to pieces by a mere mortal." Lucifer's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on me with a mixture of disdain and contempt. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice cold and unforgiving. As those silver eyes bore into mine, their condescending air so strong that I felt like a worthless insect, a mere nuisance to be swatted away. The weight of his gaze was merely disgusting, and I knew that exchanging words with him would be a waste of time.

lucifer said "Don't try to work on my mind, I don't mind cutting your head off" "Then do it!" "No problem" Stan said and immediately dissappeared into thin air and reappeared right in front of a kneeling lucifer with his sword on lucifer's neck. He raised up his sword and.........

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.”

With every second as the silence prolongs, I can feel Lucifer Agosti getting madder and madder, his eyes become even more menacing. “Unbelievable!!” He roars, breaking the deadly silence “A tribute! A GODDAMN GIFT for what?” he yelled deafeningly, turning to look at me, as on instinct I stepped back cowering in fear. Lucifer is trembling with rage, but Set continues to stand there calmly. “Relax Lucifer! You have already sent them such a lovely gift.” He says drily, looking around at the bloodied mess that we are all standing in.

He clenched the paper in his fist before throwing it on the ground in my direction. I started debating in my head, and just when I was about to pick it up, the woman....Seraphine picked it and shook her head. They started arguing, I was not able to hear all the words clearly. "No," Lucien said to her. He was angry. His eyes had changed color as well, they were no longer black, they were back to his other silver blue eyes. What was in that paper? Seraphine pointed in my direction and said something, but her words were almost impossible to hear.

I replied, my voice steady, though my heart was hammering against my ribs. She smiled warmly and leaned in. “Men like Lucian believe in transparent, visible power. They build kingdoms of ash and nothing, Jace. They rule only as long as the fear lasts, and the moment they falter, the ash blows away. You are too brilliant for that kind of collapse. Join me, and I’ll give you eternity.” she offered, her face too charming and her aura consumed me. Lucian was seething with rage as he watched from the corner, his face burning hot and ready to tear her to pieces, if only he could.