Vali Lucifer Novels & Stories

It was suffocating. Lucian knelt in front of her, lifting her chin with a single cold finger. His touch sent ice down her spine. “Beg me,” he whispered, his red eyes gleaming with hostility. Before Gaia could react, a voice cut through the air, sharp and deadly. “Touch her again, and I’ll rip your spine out.” Lucian sighed dramatically. “And here comes the wolf.” Gaia was shoved to the floor as Lucian turned his full attention to Valtor.

An ally in the Fae Realm would be a welcome thing right about now. Henry moves his hesitant gaze away from Jamari to look at me in confusion. “Is Lucifer dead?” He asks, moving away from the tree he was leaning on and taking a step closer. Jamari bares her elongated canines and growls at him, causing him to put his hands in the air and take a step back. “Lucifer is not dead.” Jamari spits out around her teeth. “His son Levi is in charge.”

Vanguard pressed, watching her carefully, “that he’s grown beyond what he once was.” Lucia laughed. It was low. Bitter. Furious. “So now you gossip with prisoners?” she spat. “You come here trembling because of a rumor?” Vanguard bristled. “Watch your tone.” Lucia pushed herself upright despite the weakness clawing at her limbs. “Guerrero Valenti does not haunt you,” she said coldly. “Your own fear does.” Vanguard leaned closer. “If he lives, he will come.” Lucia’s fury ignited. “And if he does,” she hissed, “he will finish what you could never start.”

Zara gasped, her eyes widening in pure shock as the ancient, crimson leather instantly caught fire. "The Valerius bloodline does not rule through nuclear slaughter, Zara," Lucian growled heavily, his dark, pitch-black eyes locking onto hers as the blueprints to the most destructive force on earth turned to permanent, undeniable ash. "You just spent forty eight hours dragging this city back into the light. I will not let the ghost of your grandfather hand you the apocalypse." He stepped flawlessly back to the edge of the mattress. He reached out, picking up the heavy tungsten launch key.

“Stay away from her” Lucian let out a low laugh as he raised his hands in surrender. “Don't worry, I'm not interested”. “You're always interested in anything as long as it's a woman”. Valen shit back scowling. Lucian’s reputation with women was legendary. He doesn't care if it's a vampire, werewolf, human, or any creature at all; as long as it's a beautiful woman, he's always interested.

She asked. Lucifer shot her a glare, a deep dark evil glare that told her to shut up, but she just rolled her eyes. “You're being ridiculous, you know that, don’t you Lu.” “NO, I’M NOT!” Lucifer yelled. “SHE’S A FUCKING SUCCUBUS NOT A WEREWOLF SO SHE SHOULD ACT LIKE ONE!!” “Lu if she just wants to sleep with her husband, then that’s her problem.” “I don’t want my daughter to slowly die of starvation because she didn’t get enough energy from that damn wolf.”

Not that I needed it. Lucifer studied me for a moment before answering. He let out a sigh. “The vampire is a powerful ally and cares for you very much. Despite his affection towards you, he is loyal and will protect you. Therefore, I approve of his friendship as long as he keeps his hands to himself.” Well, I hug my friends so... “Don’t push your luck.” Lucifer says, reading my mind then holds his hand out towards me, palm up. I raise an eyebrow as I look at his hand. “What?”

Their deployment meant one thing: whoever they were sent after was going to die without fail. Was Kairos ready to kill his own son? Even if not by blood, Lucan still looked at him as a father. "Sir?" she questioned carefully. "Objective?" Although she already knew what it was. "Lucan Vale," Kairos stated, the name uttered like a final verdict. "He has deviated. He is compromised." He turned to face her fully, his eyes devoid of any lingering sentiment. "He retrieved the Obsidian Dagger from Caelthorn Island, dismissed his transport, and has likely gone dark. He will likely surface in Velmora City his operational base, his connections, his fiancée."

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.

The crystal shattered on the floor, spilling blood across the carpet. Valkiria was also so shocked that her usual mischievous expression changed. "That’s impossible," Adrian murmured, incredulous. She turned her face toward Adrian, a slight smile appearing on her lips. "Lucian is not an ordinary vampire. He is the son of the Lord of Darkness, the Firstborn of Shadows. His blood carries a power that transcends the curse. That is why he was able to create life on the border between death and existence. His blood anchored the child before the transformation could completely consume Larissa. She is... unique."