Forbidden | Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Forbidden | Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

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Hazbin Hotel
"Y'know Lucifer's girl? Well she's becoming a pain in the ass trying to "rehabilitate sinners so they get redeemed into Heaven" blah blah blah." He says mocking her voice I assume. I lean back against my chair as I cross my arms. "And why does any of that involve me?" I ask, causing him to respond almost instantly. "Well you're going to go down there, see what she's up to and report back to me." I glare at him. There are so many reasons this plan is stupid, and not just because he came up with it. ─── ☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚ ─── Started: 02/28/2024 Ended: 06/10/2024 ─── ☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚ ───
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For twenty-five years, life in Hell had been predictable-if such a thing could ever be said about the Vees. Being the child of Vox and Valentino meant power, privilege, and pressure. Every move was watched, every word weighed. You were raised to be sharp, charming, and ruthless-an heir to the empire of screens and sin. Alastor had been nothing more than a story. The Radio Demon. The ghost who humiliated your father and vanished before you were even born. A relic of Hell's past, a name that made Vox's smile tighten and Valentino's tone turn venomous. Then, one day, he came back. The moment Alastor's voice hit the airwaves again, the entire underworld trembled. Vox's fury was immediate and absolute. He wanted eyes inside the Hazbin Hotel-the place Alastor had chosen to haunt. And who better to send than his own child? You were the perfect spy. Polished, persuasive, and loyal-or so he thought. The plan was simple: infiltrate, observe, report. But nothing about the Radio Demon was simple. Alastor was polite, unsettling, and far too perceptive. His grin never faltered, but his words cut close, as if he could hear the static of your thoughts. And then there was Lucifer. The King of Hell himself, watching you with suspicion and curiosity. He didn't trust you-he made that clear-but there was something in his gaze that lingered too long, something that made your pulse quicken despite yourself. Between Alastor's charm and Lucifer's scrutiny, the mission began to unravel. The hotel wasn't what you expected. The people weren't what you'd been told. And the more time you spent there, the harder it became to remember which side you were on. When loyalty collides with longing, and truth becomes tangled in desire, the question isn't who you're spying on anymore-it's who you're becoming. DISCLAIMER: 13+ story here! Cover I made in Canva. A/N: the reader is 25 in this story! Y/n = your name H/c = hair color E/c = eye color F/c = favorite color S/c = skin color

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