Pierce Lucifer Novels & Stories

"Bruce." The man whimpered. "Why are you working with Luca?" Bruce's whole body shook. "I didn't know it was wrong." Pierce picked up a grape from the table and bit into it, calmly. "If you didn't know… why didn't you tell me?" He leaned back. "You know how I don't like secrets." Something cold ran down my spine. Pierce stood, unfastening his cuffs. He grabbed Bruce's head and slammed it against the marble table.

He had shiny black hair, chiselled jaw, thin lips and those blue eyes the pierces right through your soul. My emerald eyes met with his smoldering blue ones, my lips lifted in a soft smile but all I received was a cold, unfeeling glance. Despite knowing we were fated mates, it was glaring that he didn't want to be with me. That fact hit me deep in my guts. I arrived at where he was standing, my heart beating wildly against my chest. “Do you, Mia Bennett of the Night shade pack, take Alpha Lukas Hawthorne of the Red moon pack as your husband?”

x Lucifer was no ordinary demon; he was the first to fall, the architect of rebellion, and the embodiment of forbidden beauty. The light-bringer turned dark king, his presence was both intoxicating and overwhelming. His eyes burned like twin suns on the verge of collapse, a golden fire encased in endless darkness. His voice was low, rich, and melodic, carrying the weight of eons and the promises of ruin.

Williams really hoped that she wasn't sleeping on the grave because that would be really crazy and weird. Ariel had been crying for a while now and she didn't look like she was going to stop anytime soon. She wanted enough time to mourn her parents properly. She raised her head from the grave when she felt a sting on her left leg. Something had bitten her. She looked closely and she saw that the insect that bit her was actually not an insect. It was a pin that pierced her skin. A little bit of blood had started oozing out of the spot that she was pierced. She cleaned it with her index finger and she started crying again. She wasn't crying again because of the slight pain that she was feeling

Lucifer was wearing a black robe at the back of the hall. In the past, he was a powerhouse of the Twelfth Universe. When James had not grown into a peerless powerhouse yet, they were rivals on par with each other. As time passed, James surpassed him. Although not a human, Lucier was born in the Human Universe. He had attended simply to watch the succession ceremony and was not expecting to be appointed as one of the Heavenly Lords. After a brief shock, he recomposed himself and replied, “Thank you, Lord Jacopo!”

I could give her jewelry every day if it gave me the perfect excuse to be able to touch her. Merda. (Shit*) Lucia turns and plays with the pendant, a soft smile on her lips. She does not realize it, but she is only a step away from me, and I can smell her perfume and see every detail of her skin. "Why a sun, Don Elio?" she asks me. "Because you are Lucia (light*). Go and join your friends. You have no business hanging out here with an adult." The bullshit I feed people, I swear!

I sighed and told them what the spirit told me. “But why only to Lady Seraphina? The spirit could have just meet Sir Zale, and since he is a water element user, the heir to say the least, why not him?” Asked Notus while looking confused. I sighed and just crouched to be at his eye level. “If the spirit were to summon Zale, then it will just end there. Remember when I said that the vengeance spirit was a fire? It might be a fire spirit that was tainted by some pollution from here.” I explained.

After a few moments of staring her in the eyes, he let her go and a smirk appeared on his face. "I must say Adriel, you have quite the endurance". He said as he bent over to meet her gaze. Then just like that, he frowned again. "What are you doing here?" He asked. Adriel tried to talk but she only wheezed and she stared at Lucifer with pleading eyes. He however narrowed his eyes at her before awkwardly petting her back. Adriel grabbed him and laid her head on his laps. Lucifer stiffened and everything in his body was asking him to push her head to the wall. But he stayed there and kept patting her head and back. He didn't even know if she was crying, he didn't really care. He was glad Adriel

10 He looked over to the servant in question as he spoke the last bit and got a snarl in response from the man. Lucifer only smiled at Perry’s reaction, seeming amused by it, he very clearly enjoyed his work here. The servant named Perry had short black hair and a round face, he was dressed in black and white and had a bottle of champagne in one hand that I was half convinced would explode from the man’s grip, his knuckles beginning to turn white. Lucifer picked up his wine glass and held it out for Perry to pour, he tilted his head an inch before asking the man, “Be a doll, will ya?” Perry’s snarl didn’t leave his face so long as Lucifer was in his sight.

If Hazel was his wife, he wasn’t very sure, or maybe he didn’t want to believe it. Lucian burned the letter so that no one would find it then went to continue with his torture. He had nothing better to do anyway. Making himself invisible he teleported to Pierres room. Pierre was getting ready for sleep and Lucian liked this part of the torture the most. He loved to see how his brother turned back and forth in his bed, with sweat running down his face and his heart thumping inside his chest. Tonight he wanted to scare him a little bit more so he walked near his bed making sounds with his footsteps.