Harry Potter Son Of Lucifer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

Blood poured from his eyes and mouth until he fell dead on the ground. Holding my bleeding stomach, I wept over the man I once loved. Tears streamed down my face as I hugged his lifeless body, crying out my eyes. "I see you killed my only son," Lucifer's voice echoed from behind. "You don't care about your son; you only used him," I accused, still not facing him. "Clever child, but I'll do him a favor by killing you," Lucifer threatened, unable to move as I held him in place. I looked at the distant wall, directing him into it, repeatedly hitting him until it crumbled. He laughed on the ground.

I’m sure you are. Nearly a year ago, my sister, our bestie, Zoe, and I, were kidnapped by two crazy witches. Zoe met the love of her life, found out she was a Siren and discovered that my sister was part of a world-ending prophecy. Long story short, Bree met this hot guy named Fallon, who also happens to be Lucifer’s son. That’s right, he’s the son of the king of hell. Anywho, the prophecy states that my sister would give birth to a child who would end hell, and in the process, destroy the world. Once the witches were defeated, we needed to get out of hell, but I could only do it if I gave Lucifer a part of my soul. Oh, and let’s not forget that Lucifer is scorchingly hot, and I had to kiss

She was blaming herself, she was blaming him. He teleported himself to her room. She sat on the floor as tears rolled down her cheeks. She wasn’t looking at him but she knew he was there. “He is dead. Isn’t he? Our son is dead.” ******************************************** What happens NEXT now that Lucian who is rumored to be the devils son is dead? Do you think he will be offered a chance to come back or maybe he his not destined to the throne, and if he doesn’t come back what’s the fate of his beloved WIFE? Hazel..

The fairy king said the prophecy like he was reading it from the book of prophecies. Collin looked at his son and mind linked him. ‘Am sorry, I did not want you before, I did not know that you had a higher purpose to serve than my selfish desire to have a pure wolf pup. I hope that you will forgive me one day.’ Luka looked at his father, why was he apologizing again when he did it when he was young or did, he thinks that he did not understand?

Then it was gone, leaving him breathless and shaken. "Open it, read it, my son," the voice behind him commanded him. He opened the book, its pages whispering like the rustle of wings. The script glowed faintly, the words arranging themselves into a story that unfolded in his mind. Lucian was taken aback by everything written on; he was not merely a human as he had known, but the son of Lucifer, born in the infernal realms. His powers had been vast and were feared many years ago because he was second in command in hell, but his heart had been his undoing.

Lucifer said as he walked past Peter and into the room. “I don’t care who the hell it is Lucifer. That De-Woman bewitched my son and now look at him.” Peter growled. I had to step in, there was no way in hell I was just going to sit around while they talked shit about my daughter. “Excuse me Peter,” I said spitting out his name as I side stepped from behind Cain and stood next to Lucifer. “But my daughter has bewitched no one. If anything I would say your son was obsessed with my daughter.”

I didn't want to be his next broken toy. ​Lucifer reached out and gently rubbed my cheek with his thumb. His skin was warm, but it made me feel sick. ​"No, you are wrong, Lilith," he said firmly. "You are special. You are not like any other woman I have ever met. I could never get bored of you." ​Suddenly, a deep, strong voice came from the doorway. ​"Father." ​Lucifer stopped touching my face. We both turned to see a young man standing there. It was Dracula, Lucifer’s second son.

##Chapter 88 Harry's POV. Hypnotizing The room fell silent as Lucian sighs. He bent to my level and a gulp escaped down his throat as a result of him forcing himself to talk. “Regardless, Harry, you know how dangerous it is, right?” Lucian asked as he stared at me with an apologetic look, which only means one thing. “Brother, you are not thinking of kil—” I couldn't finish my words before I started crying again.

The cruel man was actually crying. “My child…” Lucifer stroked Odette’s stomatch which was still flat. Odette just smiled. Actually, it was Rion’s son, but whether it was Rion or Lucifer, they were the same because the culprit who had made her pregnant was Hercules D. Panther. “When will the baby be born?” “It’s still long. You have to be patient.” “I’ll try my best to be patient.” He stroked Odette’s hair gently. “You, me, and our pair of children, in the afternoon, we will drink tea together in the garden full of blooming roses while watching the children play. I can’t wait,” Lucifer said again with a beaming face.