Diavolo X Lucifer Novels & Stories

Felix exclaimed so loud that Daemon sweared the whole ground could have shake and cause an earthquake. "You want the whole world to know you have just found out Luciano's a girl? What an embarrassment! Keep it down." He chided the younger man. "Oops, sorry. By the way, who's this Luciano? She's lucky to catch your attention," Felix hinted at him being a playboy. Daemon's eyes had a strange light in them. Images of devils and shadows danced in his pupils. "She's the reason why I hate humans," the tone in his voice was filled with danger and thirst for blood.

Aria blinked, her hands faltered, losing its grip on Doris. “He’s the heir to the most feared bloodline in Italy. His father was a legend, some said he was only a man, other’s called him insane. But his son, Lucian, they called II Diavolo.” “The devil.” Aria’s throat dried up, air scarce in her lungs. Her heart pounded in her chest, while her fingers trembled slightly but she gripped the sheets to steady herself. “How do I please him? What does he want with me?” her voice trembled.

She was trembling, gasping—but still she moaned, still she pushed her hips back against him, already aching for another. “Please,” she whispered. “I want it—I want you.” Lucifer groaned, deep and low, as he pulled almost all the way out—just the tip resting against her soaked entrance—before slamming back in with unholy precision. The cry she let out was obscene. “Good girl,” he murmured, voice like velvet dragging over sin. “Let your God hear how you beg for the Devil’s cock.” Sister Eliana moaned louder, the words hitting her like a second climax. Her rosary beads, still wrapped around her wrist, clinked against the altar each time he thrust into her—loud, wet, relentless.

My eyes followed diligently as his thick fingers stroked his trimmed beard and he kept me roasting in the torrid silence for some seconds before speaking. "Pour daddy a drink, my liloco." The depth of his voice nearly had me trembling. Liloco. His blooming rose. The blossoming rose he could so ruthlessly cut at the stem and watch wither away if he pleased. My gut feeling told me Lucifer was not very pleased with me, but then again, he always makes me this angsty. I quickly poured him his preferred whiskey and presented him with the glass while being victorious in avoiding his searing gaze. I could feel those satanic eyes all over my skin, setting me ablaze as I returned to my initial positio

Lucifer took a long swig of his hellfire whiskey, his eyes gleaming with that mischievous light I knew all too well. "Well, darling," he drawled, "I had a bit of an... altercation with the vampire council over our little situation." I rolled my eyes. "Of course you did. Let me guess, you waltzed into their sanctum, insulted their fashion sense, and threatened to turn them all into crispy critters?" "You wound me, child," he said, clutching his chest in mock offence. "I was the very picture of diplomacy."

2 year ago... "Serene, you should kill me now. If these bullets failed to take my life and if I survived, I will come for you" Dante Volcov spoke coldly even when he has several bullet injuries on his body and he lost a lot of blood too. A simple man couldn't have withstand this much pain. But he is not just anyone. He is whispered to be Lucifers reincarnation, and the future Don of the outfit. Serene looked at her bloody hands. He is right, she should take what's left of his life. But she couldn't. She is not a killer like him. She is a doctor. Without a word, she fled from the scene, hoping that he should never find her.

There was this bloodlust that emanated from him that made the realm begin to boil like a volcano. The entire place became so dark that even Zeus couldn't see his body. “To defeat light you need darkness, and I am darkness.” Luci grinned and out of the blue he grabbed Zeus on the neck. “Let go of me, you wretched freak. I am a God, I am Zeus the God of lighting.” Zeus trailed off. “And I am the devil, the God of darkness.” Luci replied and dug his hand right inside Zeus's chest. “You can't kill me, I am a God.” Zeus spewed blood from his lips.

Everyone was tired and their moments became clumsy and lethargic. "We need to find another way. They are too many of them" Lucifer yelled directing his words towards Darius and Lucian. "Yes, they are in thousands and we are in hundreds. We killed so many, the bodies are piling up, but they are still coming" Lucian agreed. "Let's use magic" Darius suggested. Lucifer and Darius produced hellfire and started burning them all. Lucian completely changed into a vampire and became transparent. He can be seen, but cannot be touched. It confused them all.

But then, she had noticed the event and made an appearance instead. "Don't blame me." Lucy continued. "You didn't give me the chance to say so." "That is not my child!" Jules barked and clenched his teeth. "So, take the bastard to whoever fathered him!" "Enough!" Lucy sprang to her feet and glared at Jules, "Even though I didn't like to be burdened with someone like him, stop calling him a bastard! He is your son and you can carry out a DNA test to confirm that he is!"

It was her fate. “Why you are so fucking eager to help him? It is not your demeanor. Are you too in love with that human?" Bael demanded with a furious tone, failing against his anger because of Lucifer and Satan. He couldn't understand when did devil start liking humans. That was not only a shame but also disgraceful. “I can predict the outcome better than you can because I have better vision. And the crown is my favorite," Lucifer yelled, his nose flaring. He was a red devil with eyes that were a death valley for infinite souls of sin, as well as a source of terror.