Darksiders Lucifer Novels & Stories

“And the arrowhead that I used, it was the exact one he used to kill my grandfather, it has been a real burden to carry it around all these years. But thankfully, I have returned it to its owner. Am I not great!” “You are a lunatic!” I said angrily. He was so shameless that he was choking me to death. I have never seen anyone who found so much joy in killing people. He was simply a psychopath, a lunatic! “I am done playing. Make sure nothing is breathing in here, even rats!” he turned to the masked men and ordered them. “Lucien!” I called him but the man only walked away without turning back. … Lucien POV… When I came back to my senses, I was already in my car and on the road going back home

"But you'll come anyway. Because not knowing is worse than any trap I could set." He was right. The bastard was right, and we both knew it. "Seraphine," Julius barked, "can you stop him?" "I can try." She began chanting, her hands weaving patterns in the air. Killian laughed. "Too late, healer. I'm already gone." And he was. Between one blink and the next, he dissolved like smoke. But his voice echoed through the room, coming from everywhere and nowhere. "Tomorrow night, Lucia. Don't keep me waiting."

Soren at the altar, unhurried, looking at me across the cold floor with that chess-master expression. "You're going to tell him," he said. Not a question. I looked at the containment vessel. At what was left of the light inside it, still warm, still fading. "Yes," I said. "Then I need you to understand something." He crossed the floor toward me. He moved the way very old things move — without urgency, because nothing has ever been urgent enough to rush for. "If Lucian learns the truth, what happens next? He will come for me. He will spend a century in war with every faction that protected me, every elder who knew and chose silence. The Covenant will fracture. The Masquerade will fail in doze

He let out a low, mocking chuckle that filled the small space with pure evil. "She doesn't hear you, Lucas," Alexander whispered, leaning against the rock wall with his arms crossed over his chest. "A few years in the dark with nothing but the sound of torture can do strange things to a girl's mind. -,She belongs to the Sons now. She only answers to the Father." "What did you do to her?" I roared, slamming my fist against the bars, my knuckles white as I glared at him. "What did you give her?!"

When the light became wider and wider from my hands, Lucifer and Belzer suddenly fainted and collapsed. “Turn that f*cking light off from your hands, human!” Belzer mumbled. “I don’t know how to turn this off! I’m not a lamp! It just lit up from my hands!” I looked at Lucifer and saw that he’s fainting the more that he get attached to the light. “L-Lucifer, are you alright?” I asked him worriedly. Afterwards, Belzer already fainted and lost his strength. So he let us go and decided to run away as fast as he can just to be able to get rid of me and to the light within me.

"Oh, but you are, Madeus. You're seeking my attention, my recognition. And you've earned it. But let me make one thing clear: I have no moral compass, no limits to what I'll do to achieve my goals. And if you want to play this game with me...you'd better be prepared to go all the way." Madeus's eyes flashed with determination. "I'm prepared, Lucifer. I'll do whatever it takes to stop you." Lucifer laughed, the sound echoing through the opera house. "We'll see about that, Madeus. We'll see about that." The air exploded with a deafening crash as Madeus and Lutan collided, their powers unleashing a cataclysmic storm of energy and matter. Madeus's fists blazed with hellfire, striking Lutan with

"What?" "Have you ever experienced a ghost of conscience while you thought you were doing the right thing?" Asking it. Lucifer sighed and leaned against the wall. "Yes. I was blinded by what I thought was" right "but turned out to be wrong, I was blinded by a good mistake while my soul was on fire." Laughing at it. Ely was shocked because Lucifer suddenly touched her face. "Sin until now that I stand for." Ely swallowed as Lucifer's face suddenly approached hers. Just a few steps away and he will kiss her. "ACHUU"

Win yells. He ducks under Dagon’s swipe, pulls a hidden dagger from his chest sheath, and goes to work. He jabs—pec, stomach, side—and rolls out of reach. Dagon staggers. He’s not long for this fight. I leave Win to finish the job and head toward Lucifer. And I gotta admit—Lucifer? Yeah. He’s hot. Sin incarnate. No shirt, tight pants, flowing hair. It’s annoying, really. But he’s also about to die.

And there he was. Lucifer arriving like a dark knight, eyes all glowing crimson red as his fangs grew and became sharper, claws out ready to protect what is his. He arrived before Allistair, like a gust of wind, one arm protectively wrapping around him as his power rippled through the air, cleansing everything within its reach. With him are Damian and Rowan. The fog hissed, retreating into the cracks of the earth as if terrified. Lucifer’s voice was calm but carried a dangerous edge. “Whoever did this,” he growled, “has just signed their death.”

“You did really good Dad. I’m proud of you.” “Thank you sweetie. Don’t cry, this is a good thing.” He said hugging me again and wiping away my happy tears. “It’s a very good thing.” Patricia said walking over with tears of her own in her eyes. Lucifer “Well, my Darklings, shall we go find this Raul?” Lucifer asked the witches. His eyes had gone fully red. “Yes. But we have to remember not to hurt him too bad and not to touch his Streak.” Nexus said.