Arcangel Lucifer Novels & Stories

He had pitch black hair and dark green eyes like emeralds. Everyone knew Lucifer as a deadly killer, he was often regarded as a symbol of death by the citizens of Bloodrain city of Osho country. And his loyalty was only for his master, Alberto who adopted him when he was a young teenager of 14 years old and used to work a helping labour and sleep on streets. Alberto turned back and smiled," Now, the time has come to silence everyone who was on my father's side but before that I want you to clean the shit for me."

The place smelled of alcohol and desperation, and I didn't dare ask who these people were. "What is this place? And what did you tell him?" I whispered to Amber, as the bartender led us ahead, showing the way. "I simply said I wanted to see one of the Archangels. The one we seek is Lucifer. He's known as the Angel of Death. They say he's never failed a job, but I've heard he's quite expensive. But we need the best if we're going to find Tyler before the Alpha King gets his hands on him!" Amber muttered seriously.

Just then her phone screen lit up and she saw a text from Lucas. Gently she sat up to read his text ‘ Are you still awake my angel ’. ‘ Yes, having a sleepless night and you why are you still awake ’ she replied his text with a smile. ‘ I'm also having a sleepless night ’ Lucifer replied her. ‘ I guess we are both having sleepless nights ’ ‘ I'm having sleepless night because of you ’ Lucifer texted her. ‘ Huh ? Me ? ’ ‘ Yes, my angel ’ ‘ What do I do ’

Her radiance had, in a sense, acted as a catalyst, dispelling the shadows that had enveloped him for so long. Dante grappled with the realization that the malevolent ambitions he had harboured were being replaced by a newfound sense of clarity and vulnerability. The implications of Claire's Angelic powers were astounding, and they had the potential to reshape the destinies of not only Dante but the entire supernatural realm. As he continued to wrestle with his own transformation, he couldn't help but wonder about the true extent of Claire's divine influence and what it might mean for their shared journey.

It hurt worse than any gunshot wound he had ever experienced. He could barely control the anger that coursed through his veins, he felt like ripping Xavier apart till he was nothing more than pounds of flesh. The thought of killing Xavier calmed his anger a bit as he fantasized about the different ways he could kill Xavier. He took another swig from the bottle and stood up. "Let's go, I have no time to waste." He said and walked out. ******

My knees trembled at Lucifer's stare. "W-what do you want?" I asked. Lucifer wasn't one of the friendly and fun-loving angels in the Kingdom. He was the most devious species that ever existed to the point that everyone here was doing their best to avoid him. He playfully smirked. "Guess what." I looked away, I couldn't even stand his creepy grin.

“They must be terrified of you. I’ve never heard of a child without wings.” “Do you know a lot about the angels?” I ask. He nods. “I used to sit in on Council meetings when Alpha’s mother was the leader of our pack. Before I became the pack doctor I was the head warrior and the Alpha’s lead advisor,” he explains. I grit my teeth as he pulls a tiny sliver of glass from my temple. “Did you know my parents?” I ask. “What’s your name?” “Luciana Morgenstern.” His eyes widen. “Well no wonder they wanted you dead,” he mutters.

“How did you know about him?” “So you know him?” He paused for a while. “He’s an archangel like me. I haven’t seen him for a long time, but I heard he failed to do his mission.” I was taken aback. “An angel? That’s odd. Luxferre said that Racan was an Animie who cursed their land and ran away with a mortal. He abused the book of enchantment and used its power for his own greed. He fell in love with a mortal and left the portal.”

He was the guardian of the souls in the land of the dead and the land of the living. On the other hand, Satan teams up with his accomplice again. One of the reasons why God sent an Archangel is to defeat this evil once more. Satan’s fiend name was “Lucifer”. He has been wandering around the earth for centuries looking for victims. The Archangel doesn't know that Lucifer has already found a pet to play with him for a long time and that is… “You!” called by a woman. This woman splashed a bucket of water on a young girl who’s on her knees in the middle of the laundry area. The girl kept bowing her head to the woman and kept saying sorry.

'You know Oscar Turnbull, but I am Berith. I was Lucifer's brother-in-arms. I was there by his side at the Fall. I was commander of his legions. After he died, I put myself into human hosts time and time again, centuries of living human lives in order to make the Angels believe I'd gone rogue, to make them believe I had turned against the one person I would have gladly died for. He was my family. They were my family.'