Magic Academy: Finding My Mate
"Most of all, I would like to battle you at your strongest, Lucifer, but right now, you're pathetic."
I laugh. "So we are enemies?"
"Definitely," Beelzebub smiles. "I want you dead, Lucifer, but without your memories, it won't be fun putting an end to you."
"Nothing I can do about my memories, I'm afraid."
Beelzebub licks his lips—his tongue is disturbingly huge. "Maybe if I send you back to the realm of the living, maybe then you would regain your memories. I don't care about your powers, but I want you to know who I am when I murder you and your fucking mate."