Arcangel Lucifer Novels & Stories

The feather again writes responses. "Lucifer is an angel just like Seraphim. Therefore they have the same weaknesses. Thus, for you to conquer him, you will have to trap him in his realm surrounded by the original holy oil and lance of Michael. As for freeing them, You can do it alone. You are an elemental my dear. Use the elements to destroy the restraints around them." "Which of the elements and how do I get to them. I have no access."

he raised his hand, blood and light merging, “…am its vessel.” His skin cracked; silver‑laced bone spines sprouted, forming blazing white wings. “I am Seraphim.” Above, the holy circle widened, and from its center a pair of colossal wings of light unfurled, covering half the city. --- Back with Evelyn. The ground shook. A beam of energy pierced the clouds and struck where she stood. Evelyn was hurled back, clutching Lucien to her chest. “Evelyn Cross.” Alaric’s voice boomed across the skypart angel, part demon.

Galadriel looked at him sadly, and tried to make him understand “Lucien, but the agreement was...” “The agreement was a mistake, my birth was a mistake, my whole life was a mistake, they manipulated me, Sereen and my father all manipulated me, and kept her away from me, so I am not breaking any agreement. They are the ones who should bear my anger, not me.” Galadriel could not wait any longer and shouted at Lucian angrily "Stop acting like you're the victim. Your crimes cannot be denied. Did you Forget everything you did to her of your own free will."

Her stare turned into glares and she put on a sick smile on her face. "Oh look who's here! My lovely cousin!" she exclaimed, sarcasm dripping in each and every words she said. Ace turned to look at me and his eyes widened when he realized that I, Angel, was standing in front of him. "I'm so pleased to see you again" she said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes. "The feeling is mutual, Satan" I replied coolly and stood straight making my way to the balcony, next to Ace. My cheeks reddened when i realized that Ace was checking my dress. His eyes raked over my body shamelessly and he smirked.

After I healed him, that somewhat changed. "Well, Sleepy and I were captured, and I woke up here." Azrael takes the shape of a human, and then he breathes a laugh. It sounds pained. "So you need my help again, even after I gave you one of my lives—that's why you're here." "One of your lives? Do you have more than one?" I blink. He shrugs one burly shoulder, smiling faintly. "It seems angels are reborn. I'm not sure how many times."

Still, even though he eventually reconnected with his siblings, his hatred for what his Father did remained there, deep rooted within his soul. I also found out that Azrael, the Archangel of Death, at creation, he was gifted with the lethal touch and no human being had ever been able to walk again the Earth alive after being blessed with his touch. That until I came into picture. Apparently, for some unknown reason, I am the only one who has ever touched him and remained pretty much alive. Well, that explains a lot by the way. So, after we arrived at Luc’s place, I decided to search for him and apologize for my inappropriate behavior.

I am an angel, and I am a human. Pushing through The Dragon’s flailing claws, I move toward the current of power and look down at the endless abyss. As if Lucifer senses my intent, he looks back at me and calls out, “Don’t Lana!” I shake my head as my tears rain down my face. “I love you, Lucifer,” I call out as I turn my sword to me and plunge it deep into my chest. Lucifer’s mournful cry resounds throughout the cavern as my body plunges into The Creator’s abyss.

Lucifer:- as you all know my father throw me like trash, and I want you all to follow me, he take earth from me now I am going to take heaven from me, we are a warrior and we can not stay without war, I know your wings are dying to break the cage and set free in the sky, and your swords are hungry for blood and your life can only achieve glory by war, so join me, and let conquer heaven together. angle:- we are ready to follow you to hell, just lead the way and we are always ready to give our life for you and your dream, we want you as our god, angle of light becomes that bright morning that guides us to heaven, the high ranking angle has made us suffer now we want to free, please established

Arachne's gaze swept across the forest, as if ensuring we were alone. "You're entangled in a web of fate, Amara. A web that threatens to destroy everything." I sat up, my heart racing. "What do you mean?" Arachne's expression turned grave. "Alexander is bound to Aria by a centuries-old curse. A curse that will destroy him, and everyone he loves." My mind reeled. "What curse?" Arachne's voice dropped to a whisper. "The Curse of Lucifer. Aria's family made a pact with the fallen angel, trading their souls for power."

Taloc retorted out. "I am the Lucifer who fought with the Creator and his Angels." Lucifer said reintroducing himself once again. "The Angel who was given the name ' the fallen Angel', I am the fallen Angel who was chased out from the sky by the Creator and his Angels. But I am famously being known by my other name, Lucifer." He added. That stopped Taloc who turned to look at the man. He noticed the few things he had missed. The dark eyes, the only chain in his neck even as he tried to cover it with his hair.