Pierce Lucifer Novels & Stories

Millie asked, her voice trembling. "You've underestimated me," Pierce said, freeing one hand to firmly grasp her chin. "This is my final warning—either you stay by my side wholeheartedly and become Mrs. Atkinson for life, or stop provoking me. The cost of toying with me is not something you can afford." "Pierce, I'm sorry… Please don't hurt yourself anymore," Millie pleaded. "I told you, that drug won't kill me," Pierce said through clenched teeth. The pain in his leg wasn't enough. Though the agony momentarily suppressed his desire, it surged back with overwhelming force. Pierce felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh.

"A pleasure to meet you." I snorted. "Yeah, I'm sure this is exactly how you wanted to meet my dad. Mostly naked and on top of his daughter." Lucifer's lips twitched, amusement breaking through his neutral expression. "I've had worse introductions," he said dryly. "Though I must say, Luella, I thought I taught you better than to get caught." I rolled my eyes, trying to regain some semblance of control over the situation. With a flick of my wrist, I conjured a glass of hellfire whiskey and dropped it into my father's hand.

I mean he was there at the beginning of creation so I have a hard time thinking of anything older than he is. “Yes, I am.” Lucifer grins then winks at me. “Old as the dirt we walk on but still the most handsome man in existence.” I roll my eyes. “Tone it down there, stud. I’m sure there’s at least one individual better looking than you.” He raises a dark eyebrow. “Oh, really? Name one.” “Chris Hemsworth.” “The Australian actor?” Lucifer looks at me in disbelief and stops walking. “You think he’s better looking than me?”

he added. Hydra nodded her head and closed her eyes, murmuring some words as she held out the stone in front of the pit once again. Her hand that held the stone began to remove black mist, circling the stone. The stone shone brighter than before, making Amaya and Aragorn squeezing their eyes shut. The rays from the stone all merged together and pointed towards Lucifer who gave a little hissing when the rays hit him on his chest. It began sucking his soul and soon the light faded. One could see Lucifer's soul going round the stone in Hydra's hand.

What is she fucking doing with his mate? ‘ Elliot!!’ His agitated voice called out again, but there was no response from the other end. Now, Lucious was extremely worried. He would never ever forgive Seraphina if anything happened to his mate. In no time, he dashed into the narrow pathway leading to the lake and soon arrived at the wall. Lucious shifted back into his human form, his clothes were all tattered in different places. He quickly stepped pass the wall, his heart beating wildly against it’s ribcage.

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

Lucian slurred. Lucian had become really drunk and he perfectly understood. "Don't worry, I'll take you to bed and for tonight, stop worrying about your siblings. They can take care of themselves." Pierce said and patted him on the shoulder lightly. "My two parents are dead. I feel like their parents now. Now I understand why my parents made some cruel looking decisions back then saying they were doing it to protect her." Lucian mumbled underneath his breath but it was loud enough for Pierce to hear.

Max looked at Lord Lucian and King Darius with a raised eyebrow. Lucian just shrugged his shoulders sheepishly. Amber on the other hand is crying her heart out, not noticing that Lucifer is healing. His blood came back inside his body. All his fractured bones were healed. His skin too is healing from the road rash. Lucifer now comes to his conscience and slowly opens his eyes. He looked at Amber, who is laying her head on his chest and is crying uncontrollably. He looked around him and noticed Lucian, Max, and Melanie standing there with sheepish looks.

He left from their. "Sir" Peter handed Danzell a white cloth to cover his hand and prevent it from bleeding further. "Keep an eye on him" Danzell walked back to his BMW and closed his eyes. Trying to calm his anger. "I will take your pride away. Wait for some more days and I will enjoy your funeral" Lucifer maliciously spat and hardly manage to left the bar. On the other side of city. Lilianah pinned all the pictures on pin board. She marked Luna, Tuna and Lucifer with red marker and joined them with red thread. She was unable to found any clue on background of both women.

When I can finally breathe again, I see the female crawling on the bed, completely naked. “What the fuck?!” I say, my voice hoarse from my throat being ravaged. “This is Pilar, angel. She’s a shapeshifter. She’s going to take the image of your old mate out of your head and shift into him,” Lucifer croons to me, moving so that he’s behind me. I feel the oil pouring down my asscrack, but I can’t pay attention to that. My eyes are all on the shapeshifter in front of me.