Dj Devin Lucien Novels & Stories

Chapter 81: Lucian the Ruthless Lucian Devereaux, firstborn of King Alaric Devereaux, had known from the earliest moments of his consciousness that his destiny was set. The kingdom’s tradition dictated that the firstborns would be sent to battle the moment they turned fifteen. For Lucian, this was not a distant fate but a reality that shaped his entire upbringing.

“Falling in love is not a crime and never will be. For once, you decided for your future.” “But the Council…” “Whatever happens, do not let the De Vincenzo sits in High Lord’s seat.” “What?” “Lucien is emotionally unstable. Everything he aims for is the seat of the High Lord. He contributed to the wars hoping that everyone would see his patriotism. His thirst for power is undeniable. If we want to see this realm survives for the generations to come, we need someone stable to lead. It might not be you. It could be someone else.” “Do you have anyone in mind?”

He dropped the bottle then took a sip of his whiskey. "Father has sent for you" A deep masculine voice echoed in the room. "It must be urgent if he sent you to call me" Luciel finally turned around and moved towards his brother slowly. Luciel has 5 brothers and a sister, he is the second son of Lucifer. He has lived almost 500 years and has served his Father all those years in the underworld. He is known to be the only son who took the facial looks of the devil. Lucifer was so stunned when Luciel grew up to look so much like him, this made his refer to his as his favorite son. Luciel's older brother Lucas, has lived about 800 years and is the only son who has one of the 7 kingdoms of the dev

He had been watching me from the door. "You played him like a toy, Vivian," Lucien murmured, his deep voice smooth and calm. "He thinks he is a hunter, but he is just a mouse," I said, my blue doe eyes turning toward the northern mountains where Draven was waiting. "On Friday night, Draven will send his remaining soldiers to attack an empty pass, thinking he is outsmarting us. Instead, he will walk straight into a waiting wall of our heavy iron spears." Lucien stepped closer to me, his big body blocking the cold wind. A dark, proud smile appeared on his handsome face. "Your mind is a dangerous weapon, viper. I am glad you are on my side."

Rocco replied. Touching Lucia's shoulder and ensuring she was okay, "Hey, if you're uncomfortable being here, you should just wait for me in the car." "Do I look uncomfortable?" "I'm just saying if you're uncomfortable!" "And I'm fine!" she smiled back. Instead, she turned her head gracefully, stepping ahead of me. "Where is the interrogation room? I want to visit there," she said. The name of the core member I captured was Alex. He's a fucking bastard trying to play tricks on my business. Smuggling drugs, even other goods. He managed his finances by simply cutting off his income.

"Why would DVV want information on me? I’ve never worked with her." Aiden nodded. "I asked the same thing. She might be looking for leverage or planning something. She’s powerful, and you know how she operates—she doesn’t move without a reason. But if we want her help, we need to play her game." Aiden cleared his throat, deciding to go for it. "Lucifer, do you know someone who goes by the name DVV?" Lucifer’s expression hardened slightly. "DVV?" he repeated, leaning back in his chair. "Of course, I know her. The Devil’s Venomous Viper. She’s notorious in the underworld. Why are you asking?"

"Be patient, Luc. I need to figure out how to explain this to my dad and your dad. I have to find the right excuse to cancel our wedding plans." Lucas then reached for Devina's wrist. Looking into her face, Lucas pleaded once more. "I need your help, Devina. The fate of my future wife and child depends on you." "Yes, Luc, I know. But I can't promise that everything will work out. At the very least, try talking to your dad again to cancel our engagement. I'll pray it works out." ***

I stared at the screen for a while, nothing interested me. "Hey." I turned sideways to see Devin standing by my side. He's on his usual black hoodie and black trouser. He seems to love black more than anyone I have ever met. It takes a second to realize his bruises are healing too, he doesn't look that bad. "Hi," I managed to reply, not wanting to make a fool of myself by staring hard. You don't get it, Devin just has this aura, and his cologne too. Reminds me that I forgot to wear some before leaving the house. He looks around too before he finally asks.

Deny's clever brain is very reliable when it comes to tricking. *****