Pierce Lucifer Novels & Stories

he inquired, his eagerness evident. A smirk played on her lips as she averted her gaze. "I did miss you," she confessed, a hint of vulnerability coloring her admission. Sensing the moment's gravity, Lucifer shifted his position, settling comfortably on his throne. Lucinda, ever confident, took her place on his lap, their connection unyielding. "So, have you discovered anything new about the humans recently? What are they up to?" Lucifer inquired, his voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and mischief. Lucinda's eyes gleamed with hidden knowledge as she responded, her voice filled with intrigue.

Lucien stood firm, his sword raised, and his eyes blazing with determination. Lucien: "Your treachery ends here, Pierce. Your actions have consequences, and you will pay for your betrayal." With a swift swing of his sword, Lucien engaged Pierce in a fierce duel. Sparks flew as their blades clashed, and Lucien fought with all his skill and strength. Khal joined the battle, using his vampire powers to weaken Pierce and support Lucien. Khal: "This is the end for you, Pierce. Your ambitions have led you astray, and you have lost." Pierce's eyes widened in defeat, realizing that his plans had crumbled around him. He looked up at Khal with a mix of shock and resignation.

He shoved the doctor aside, grabbed Dylan, and started searching for them himself. The image of Lucia in that video wouldn't leave his head. Begging Daphne. Desperate. Broken. And he'd thought she was just jealous. Just acting dramatic. 'This is all my fault. Please... don't let anything happen to Ellie. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to them.' Pierce stumbled through the hospital in a panic, silently praying. Then he remembered Lucia clutching that surgical knife in the footage, trying to keep the reporters back like some cornered animal. His chest tightened so hard he could barely breathe.

I slipped them on, then stepped out and faced the mirror opposite the bed. A smile tugged at my lips. Oh, how long I’d wanted a pair of capri pants. For a moment, my inner child exhaled. “Dinner.” The word cut through my joy, sharp and precise. I jerked toward the door, my chest tightening with fear. Lucifer stood there. A shirt clinging to his frame, gray sweatpants hanging low and effortless. The white shirt fabric traced the hard planes of his chest, the swell of muscle beneath, the angles of his shoulders. Sleeves hugged his forearms, outlining the cords of muscle and vein with crazy precision.

He bolted toward Lina and began pounding her with his fists. "Liar! You lied to me! You said you could make me stronger! You lied about everything! Go to hell! You bitch!" Pierce was crying and shouting, lashing out at Lina with his fists and feet. Lina was already shattered. His blows reduced her to a whimpering heap. I yanked hard, trying to tear my hand free from Lucien's grip. "Let go!" Lucien's grip tightened as he pleaded, "Aria, give me one more chance, okay? We can start over. I'll treat you well! I'll give you everything!"

—Yes, wonderfully, Santiago is a great man. -Santiago? - Luciana asked in a whisper, when Irina was going to answer the two men arrived. —I think we can go now, Santi has arrived. — Said Saúl who at that moment looked from him to Luciana — Lu, meet my best friend Santiago O'Brien. — And then he turned to his friend — and I present to you Luciana Brown, Irina's best friend. — They both looked at each other surprised, Santiago couldn't help but look at her from top to bottom with her gaze.

Lucifer’s head lowers towards Anais’s neck, her body tensing as his teeth begin to show. “Lucifer, what are you doing?” He moves so she can see his face. “Healing you, it will sting, but it will heal your wounds all of them.” He laughs, shaking his head. “I am joking, Anais; a vampire has no special effects for healing. However, my angel side does.” Lucifer’s hands raise up, the palms facing her wounds, the light shining bright covering her incisions.

Maybe he thinks he has to babysit me now, or that I can't do anything without help. ​"Because," he slurs in a sultry, low tone that makes my skin tingle, "I enjoy spending time with you. I've told you before, you don't piss me off nearly as much as people usually do." ​My eyes remain locked on the small blue orbs that seem to glow in this light. The swirls of blue appear to pulse, alive within themselves. ​Lucian pulls back first, turning his head away and breaking the spell. His hands rest at his sides, gripping the counter as he looks around the empty shop.

Before I could register those words in my head, the closet doors opened and I saw a nightmare standing in front of me, clad in battle gear and a sadistic smile. “Ruby of the Blue Sky…” I hated the way he said those words so smoothly. I hated that he could clearly see my teary eyes and trembling body. “Come out now. I’ve won the game.” He spoke in a lighthearted manner as he reached out to me politely. Alpha Lucian Pierce was his name. But the one I and every other person in the Werewolf Realm knew him as was ‘The Dark Devil.’

“Florence, don’t forget to come to our engagement party.” When I didn’t move, Pierce wrapped his arm around Lucy’s waist. The sound of a zipper echoed in the room as he began undressing her. She bit his earlobe playfully, her voice dripping with false innocence. “Pierce, should we show your little niece how it’s done? Maybe that’ll finally make her give up.” With those words, Pierce slammed her against the railing, the loud crash reverberating through the room. He turned to me, shouting, “Get out! Or do you want to join us for a threesome?”