Vali Lucifer Juggernaut Drive Novels & Stories

Vera leaned forward, clutching the obsidian fang at her waist, dream-silk thread still twined around her throat scar. “Hold on!” Lucien barked over the wind. He kicked free the sky-cycle’s boarding ramp, and they launched down the slope into the jagged peaks beyond the Citadel walls. They flew low over the shattered battlements, rebels waving victory flags that snapped like bloodied banners. Behind them, the Spire of Storms smoldered, its broken turbines wreathed in prismatic dust. Yet the pulse-weapon’s remnants still hissed in the air—a warning that the empire’s wrath would not fade in mere hours.

The air down here was cool, damp, and smelled of exhaust and wet concrete. "And now?" Vivian asked, stepping out into the dim light of the garage. Lucian pulled his sidearm, holding it low at his side as he scanned the rows of luxury vehicles. "Now, we don't let you walk away. Even if you hate us for how we got here." Before Vivian could respond, the deep, thunderous rumble of a heavy engine echoed through the subterranean space. A custom matte-black armored SUV rounded the concrete pillar at sixty miles an hour, screeching to a halt precisely three feet from where they stood.

Nothing would make sense to anyone else. Lucifer, Belial, love, hate, war, blood, suicide, death, burning, hope, just a lot of random shit to be honestly, but everything links. I love Lucifer, and somehow I love Belial, but I hate them both, and the war is coming, and already there has been blood, death and destruction. Burning to death and suicide, my only ways free of this life. "You are not safe alone until he comes back." I don't bother looking up hearing Belial's words.

It was so intense, like they were telling me something, they held a promise. But promise of what? Destruction. A small voice in the back of my mind hummed. Fresh tears escaped me as I started crying. Vengeance. That's what his looks held. Hunger for revenge. I gulped as the severity of the situation dawned on me. The man seemed insane and I had to stay away from him. Or else he might destroy me. And this time, I will be shattered completely.

Maddox glared at her, but the doctor came back in. “Good, you are back.” He grabbed a chair and sat down. “It appears Luna Jo had a thought.” “Oh, don’t give me credit.” Jo moved behind Cade. “What is it?” Maddox asked as he sat up. “If we drained Luna Tatum of her blood and pushed new blood into her system.”

“Then you’ll ride with me.” Moments later, the war convoy split into the night. Wolves leapt into armored cars that purred like beasts of steel, engines tuned to perfection. Lucien’s personal vehicle—a blacked-out Aston Martin SUV, modified with both elegance and tactical firepower—took point. Zaria sat beside him, seatbelt clicking into place as the city lights bled into endless roads.

My heart began to race. The voices of my people—crying for help—echoed in my mind. I could hear Darren’s chilling words, remember the multiple stab wounds he had inflicted on me. My palms began to sweat. Darren studied me before smiling—that same smile he had always given Thalia whenever I saw them together. "Don't tell me this is the woman you were talking about," he said. "Yeah, she is," Aster replied after greeting his father and brother, then settling beside me. "Dad, Darren—meet Valeria, my future Luna."

She scrambled to her feet, her boots sliding through the boiling mud as she turned toward the transport wreck. Judicator Trevor was still standing by the secondary curtain line, his hands buried deep within the pulsing sludge, his face twisted into a grotesque, melted mask of pure vengeance. He saw her stand, and his mad laughter rose over the rumble of the mountain. You are too late, Salvatore! he shrieked, his gauntlets pulling a massive, vibrating red moonstone rod from the chassis of the truck—the manual override for the fortress’s primary fuel cells. The capital’s seals are already open! Trevor slammed his palms down, forcing the rod into the central drainage abyss.

* Damien burst into the vault, gun drawn, face slick with sweat. “Elena, we’ve got a problem,” he said. “Something just activated in the east wing. Victor’s on his way. But I think Luca launched it.” “*Launched what?*” she asked. Damien’s eyes met hers, and for the first time in days, he looked afraid. “Something called the *Eidolon Drive.*” Elena’s pulse stumbled. She’d heard whispers – rumors locked away in abandoned research files and encrypted Syndicate texts. A failed experiment. A theoretical device banned for ethical violations.

★★★★★ Lucifer went to the car as blaze followed suit leaving onyx and Scar behind. He used his shirt to cover up his wounded arm as he drove off madly after Matteo. He pressed something and the sun roof of the car opened and Lucifer went up taking his gun with him, he aimed at the car tyres and pulled the trigger immediately. In a blink, the four tyres bursted at once as Matteo car drifted roughly on the path crashing on a nearby pole and it halted.