Lucifer X Alastor Fanart Novels & Stories

At no time did he have any thoughts of revenge. "What are you waiting for? Smother him with the pillow," whispered Lucifer, with a wicked laugh. "What?," Replied Jonah in surprise and then added" I won't do that, I don't want to. "All right, I will take revenge for you," said Lucifer calmly. He thundered his fingers, and Alfredo woke up startled. He did not even see Lucifer because his eyes were focused on Jonah, the deformed boy he had killed. Lucifer moved his hand to hit the wall and stood in front of him, poking his heart out. All this before the astonished look of Jonah.

ALTHEA. “I hope I’m wrong with my intuition because there’s no way I would let my child be with Alastor.” I let out a sigh as I leaned back on the small couch inside the cabin. We moved from the outside, and we’d been discussing this topic for the last ten minutes. We just kept going around in circles, as we had no answers to any of our questions. “I’m sure there’s another reason and not that one. Besides, Lucy was a half-wolf, too, so she got mated to a wolf. Alastor is a pure demon, so there’s no way…”

She added. "Dismiss". Lucifer ordered and she bowed before she left. "Wonder why you accepted her as your mate when she is not worthy of it". Lucian said and Lucifer dropped his spoon. "She is an ugly wolf, don't you think you deserve better?". He sneered while Lucian clenched his fist against the spoon and it broke. "I mean there are many beautiful wolves out there, why her?". He asked and Lucifer slammed his hand against the table. He paused and turned to look at her his brother. His eyes were glistening red which he could tell he was angry by his statement.

“While you search for Lilith, Tristan and I can send some of our enforcers to see if there are any rumors or sightings of Lilith and any unfamiliar supernaturals. You wouldn’t happen to have an image of Lilith lying around?” Lucifer shakes his head. “Regrettably, I do not. Lilith and I were never truly close.” I think it over. “I’m not very artistic, but I can probably create a rendering of her likeness.” Mikhail raises his hand and signals for attention. “I can draw something up if you give me a good description.” Azazel salutes him. “I can attest to that. Mikhail is an incredibly accomplished artist.” “Alright.” I rise. “We will let you know if we discover anything new. All we ask is that

Slowly, they packed the unfilled grave. The old man held his hands to his back. Stared at the freshly dug soils. All these years, he lived behind the shadows of Nathalia. Hiding from the morbid influence of his kind. It's time to step out of the dark. To tell a story, Lucifer: Untold. *** WASHINGTON D.C. FBI HEADQUARTERS

And there was only one Lycan I knew who was this chaotic. But this—this wasn’t just a frenzy. It was slaughter. Mindless. Rabid. The claw marks were too deep. The limbs torn too far. Some of the corpses looked like they’d tried to run… only to be hunted down and gutted. Not clean kills—emotional ones. Personal. And Lucian… he was many things, but he was never sloppy. He was too controlled. After his mate’s death, he kept his beast under control. But this? This didn’t look like he was in his right mind.

It was just too surreal. "Honestly, no one knows......you are not the first hybrid. Although rare but wolves have mated with witches in the past. Moreover, there is the second part of the prophecy, which says that the Alpha will be marked. He will carry the mark of Luna. A triangle within a circle. The symbol of Luna." "Like a tattoo? " "A birthmark dear." "I am pretty confident that Lucian doesn't have any such birthmark. I have seen every inch of him." I said relieved. Honestly, I preferred not to carry a special baby.

Lucifer took a long swig of his hellfire whiskey, his eyes gleaming with that mischievous light I knew all too well. "Well, darling," he drawled, "I had a bit of an... altercation with the vampire council over our little situation." I rolled my eyes. "Of course you did. Let me guess, you waltzed into their sanctum, insulted their fashion sense, and threatened to turn them all into crispy critters?" "You wound me, child," he said, clutching his chest in mock offence. "I was the very picture of diplomacy."

His father might have invited them to assist in healing the injured since there were a few who didn’t have a regeneration ability. The full moon in the sky was perfect for the occasion. Howls could be heard in the forest, mixed with the sounds of drums. Fang, the newly appointed Alpha King, was seated on the silver chair on the stage, and standing beside him was Traxan, his Beta. Two other male lycans were seated on each side of Fang—the Alpha of the Hebris and Iltis Pack, Verson and Rewin. On the ground, the hunters were waiting, eager to know who scored the highest. At the same time, Hevian was near the stage. And behind him was the infamous black wolf army.