Lucifer X Alastor Fanart の小説・ストーリー

The game is on, and I’m going to remind whoever dared cross the De Luca family why I’m the Don. --- Lilith I don't like to leave traces. My tracks are always cleared even before I can say Jack. After all that was my charm, clean jobs. I am painting again. This time it is way more darker than my normal paintings. There's a darkness to each stroke. My phone suddenly rings, and I pick it up, knowing who it is,and why exactly he is calling. "Enjoying your husband's house, Lilith?" I grind my teeth at the wicked sarcasm in his tone. "Of course, father."

“Tell those assholes you have my blessing and permission to join the pack and shift when they're done. I'm going back to bed. And just like that, Valentine takes another long drink from his drink and transforms right there on the couch. Instead of green magic, red wolf energy, or whatever it is, it covers it and then there's just an all black wolf on the couch. The wolf looks at me, its eyes red and scary, before jumping off the couch and running towards the window. He leaps through it, smashing it to pieces and I stare wordlessly at the torn clothes and whiskey bottle left on the sofa. The alphas of this pack are strange and the god they worship is not the moon goddess. Slowly, I place my h

She whispers, shaking slightly at the thought. “They can't hurt you, I promise. It's not up to them what should be done to you." I assure her. On getting to the pack hall, we meet Lucinda and her mate. A bored-looking Gamma Ralph is sitting on the high table, looking like he will rather be anywhere but here. Lucinda and Benjamin are heavily making out. I roll my eyes at them, not surprised by what they are doing. I don't blame them, if I was away from Alena for that long, I'll run mad.

He growled, the deep rumble filled with approval and undisguised lust. My mind turned sluggish. I became lost in the unfamiliar emotions burning my heart and melting my body. Just as a foreign heat began to pool at my belly, a thud sounded behind me, and two figures tumbled at my feet. “Lycan Heir, Luna, they’re the ones who started the fire.” Zubair Turhan stomped over with a cold expression on his face. Standing next to Sof, he kicked the disheveled man, causing him to knock his head on a rock.

The Luna at the time had held my head, forcing my small eyes to stay open. 'WATCH,' she had whispered. 'This is what happens to humans who forget their place.' "Anna? Anna! It's done." Tommy’s voice snapped me back to the present. The painting was haunting. Two massive wolf packs howling at a single, blood red moon. It was beautiful but It was a lie. What they were capable of doing wasn't beautiful. After an inspection from our current Alpha Dorian, Tommy's uncle, he seemed pleased, and had the canvas whisked away to be framed before the Lycan Enforcer arrived.