Is Lucifer's Mom Evil Novels & Stories

Lord Lucifer said, licking his lips and staring at Aurora's lap. Vincenzo gritted his teeth; he felt a heavy wave of obsession rushing into his veins.... He felt an uncomfortable anger forming in his head.... He felt like tearing his dad into two.... "Father, this particular cake is poisonous; it chokes the throat...." "Father!!!" Aurora whispered in shock.... "So this devil has a father.... A more disgusting creature than him...." She had heard about Lord Lucifer, and her father would do anything to kill him.... This man was the person who killed her mom; she could still remember that night....

“Surely, stepdad is having meets and talks with Lucifer their Alpha and leader. No?” Mom takes in a deep breath. “Would you trust Lucifer, angel face?” Now she’s pulling out all the terms of endearment but I’m not going to budge on this. It’s true. With my mom’s poor health, if she shifts, she may either never be able to shift back again or die in wolf form and not have her proper burial. It makes me shudder and there is no way I am ready to lose my mother. Not yet. Not ever. Final.

He stood calmly on the mountaintop with his hands behind him. “Lucifer’s father was a Grand Emperor and the Emperor of one of the Demon Race’s clans.”

He asked, “Your father is the Devil…. LUCIFER!” She said, and Luciano was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe his ears. He normally hears it from humans that the Devil is an enemy of God, and he manipulates human and lure them in doin' evil things. Whenever he hears about the story, he too couldn't help it but hate Lucifer for making Adam and Eve commit such sin. Now to think of it, he appears to be the offspring of the Devil and the person he hated. No big deal, he has always hated his father and mother since childhood, so it wouldn't make any difference.

“Where am I?” “Come,” she whispered, grabbing my hand. Suddenly, we were in a room. I saw a younger version of Lu talking to a woman—her mother? “Lucy, give him the poison. We’ll take care of the rest,” her mother said, handing her a small bottle. “I can’t, Mother. Damien’s a good person. I love him. I can’t betray him,” Lu cried. “You’re a fool. He’s a demon. He doesn’t love you—he’s using you.”

They could not deny that I was a mistake. “Of course not. Your mother wished to have you.” “But did not expect me to be a vampire!” He placed me on the table and hugged me. “Look at me, Zaya.” I could not even face him for what I’ve caused. “You are the best thing that happened to your mother, and she will do everything for you. Indeed, she did not expect you to be a vampire since she did not know I am. It’s not true that Mom and Dad did not want you to be born. We both wished to have a child. Only I did not think I would have. Mom is fighting because she doesn’t want to lose you. Please be strong for Mom. Mom and Dad will not be happy without you. Do not believe them.

And only then could the Keeper fully reclaim his variable. --- The children were unaware of the true source of their mother’s suffering. They noticed fatigue, pallor, quiet cries in the night—but nothing explained the constant, creeping dread that had entered their home. Lerato hid it as best she could, masking weakness with determination, fear with purpose. But every night, in the quiet hours, she felt herself being drained by something that knew her heart, her love, her every instinct. It was the darkness. And it was hungry. --- Doctors tried to help. Nurses tried to care. Friends offered support.

“Lucy. Your mother and I used to be friends, as you remember. But, things started to fall apart . . .” — When Agatha was done recounting her tale, Lucy shot up to her feet, shaking with barely constrained fury as tears fell down her face. “You . . . you killed them. You're the reason they're dead.” Agatha's head drooped low, and her hair seemed to try and curtain her shame. “I only wanted to survive—” “You're a monster!” Lucy interjected. “If you could do such a thing to someone who was like a sister to you . . . you have no conscience.” She wiped the tears off her face with her forearm. “You deserve to rot in hell for all the lives you took!”

"We think every woman is like our mother, who can't be trustworthy... When we met serenity we were insecure, first about keeping her in control and later not letting her hurt us..." He replied. "We believed that she has killed Arthur but she didn't even when he cheated on her... She killed Eliana because that bitch hit the last nerve... And Her brother deserved it..." "So you are saying that she haven't killed Angel" Vincent questioned. "May be... She couldn't kill her ex lover, then how could she kill her own daughter... That principal said she is here since last five years and working very hard.... Why?" Lucifer asked. "I don't want to believe that she can kill our daughter... I am living

Even your own mother. With fangs extended, Luciana lunged forward. Her claws had extended and I could feel them raking across my belly. Fresh blood coated the air. She tried again, but this time I elbowed her away, side stepped and slammed a knee into her stomach. She hissed, but kept coming at me. We were caught in a dead lock. A flurry of blows. Kicks would land and punches would sting, but nothing brought her down. Not truly. The perfect war machine that I had created. By my hands she had become this and by hers she pushed me to be more. Finally, she had me in a hold. Our heads were inches apart. And she did the unthinkable. Her head smashed into my own. Blinding white light flashed befor