Overlord Luci Fer Novels & Stories

An Overlord’s speed can surpass the limitations of time and space. Not long after, Leila’s three Overlords, Sylvio, Valentin, and Drogo, arrived. When he noticed Lufian staring at the dead star not far ahead, Valentin asked, “Lufian, you said you found Elora’s whereabouts, is she on this planet?” “Valentin, can’t you feel Elora’s aura?” Upon hearing what Lufian said, Valentin focused on the planet ahead.

My eyes followed diligently as his thick fingers stroked his trimmed beard and he kept me roasting in the torrid silence for some seconds before speaking. "Pour daddy a drink, my liloco." The depth of his voice nearly had me trembling. Liloco. His blooming rose. The blossoming rose he could so ruthlessly cut at the stem and watch wither away if he pleased. My gut feeling told me Lucifer was not very pleased with me, but then again, he always makes me this angsty. I quickly poured him his preferred whiskey and presented him with the glass while being victorious in avoiding his searing gaze. I could feel those satanic eyes all over my skin, setting me ablaze as I returned to my initial positio

I asked as I tried to crawl up from the hard floor. I stood, making my way to him, but his cold gaze stopped me in my tracks, as he took few steps towards me. Unconsciously, I took some steps backward. The more he came forward, the more I moved back. My feet slipped off a ledge, and it took me a moment to realize we were standing on a cliff, overlooking a large flowing water. "You are a disgrace and an embarrassment to this Pack, Ophelia. I curse the day the moon goddess gave you as a mate to me."

Lucian's massive, heavily corded chest expanded as he inhaled the freezing, stale air of the sealed tomb. The apocalyptic predator did not panic. The feral King of the American underworld completely, violently surrendered to the wrath. His pitch black eyes turned into a blinding, demonic void. He didn't care about the nuclear doors. He didn't care about the C4 on the jet. If the Architect wanted the souls of his babies, Lucian was going to physically tear the shadows apart. He took a terrifying, heavy step toward the throne, his massive hand locking onto his combat blade. "I am going to completely eradicate both of you," Lucian growled, his voice a devastating, gravelly vibration that shook

Immediately, her heart soared and she knew that one day, we would be bonded and she wouldn’t be alone any more. Flashes of my life flicker before my eyes, flashes of Aolis, walking alone in the forest, then flashes of me walking alone in the same forest. Me at the axolotl pool, me talking to GoldMoon, me trying to heal Dominic, me freeing the trolls from the earth, me stepping in front of Lorelai's lightning to save Aolis. With each memory, Lucero’s love for me has grown. Her love for me is as strong as the love I feel from Hera and from Aolis. I am hers and she is mine. We are one.

Suddenly, Lucian howled and Tobias’s gammas alongside Kael’s wolves rushed forward. The battle exploded into chaos. It didn’t last long. Darius’s rogues never stood a chance. They were overrun within the hour, hunted down with Lucian's ruthlessness. ________________ Months Later The war was over. The Phantom Order now operated under new guidance, Lucian's and Aria's. He was finally crowned the Alpha of Alphas and beside him stood Aria, dressed in black, her eyes lined with kohl. She was the Luna of Bloodfang pack. Lucian turned to her, took her hand.

l threatened her. "Charlotte... " One of the women captives called out her name. I didn't care whether she was her sister or not, whoever was brought to the dungeon had pissed me up the most. It was a straight ticket to heaven! She fumbled with the gun for a few minutes as the girl in the blindfold pleaded with her. Her voice was familiar... She sounded like the desperate girl l met at the beach months ago. Whose husband... "Pull the trigger and start with that one," l pointed at the same girl.

Riven said to him. “Apparently he did to me,” Lucien said, glancing at Riven. “Additional security. With the king’s scouts around, he wants some more manpower up here with you.” Riven didn’t look convinced either, but he nodded once and stepped aside. Not like he could do anything to a Lycan anyways. Lucien sat by the fire like he owned the place. “Relax love. I’m not here to bite you.” Mrs. Halloway eyed him and put a cup in my hand. “Drink this, child.”

Lucia ducked, getting on the window sill. “Olive?” she asked, except that did not look like the usually calm head matron of the midwives association. She was snarling at Lucia like prey. She looked closer to wolf than any of the humanoids we had fought in the past few weeks. Lucia was not bothered. She skid out of her office and slid down the wall, landing in a donkey roll. Her gun aimed and shot Olive’s knees. The woman slid off the ground and landed in front of Lucia.

The heavy oak doors of the war room groaned open. Lucian stepped inside. He had washed the soot and blood of the delta from his skin, dressed now in the dark, unadorned leather of an un-crowned commander. He didn't sit. He walked straight to the table, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that the political chaos of the room could never touch. "The perimeter scouts report movement in the lower timberlands," Lucian said, his voice a low, rhythmic vibration. "Not Blood Moon scouts. Human mercenaries. Professional trackers carrying high-grade dampeners."