Lucifer Brother Novels & Stories

“They’re merging too fast.” Before I could ask what that meant, a roar echoed from somewhere far off. It wasn’t human. It wasn’t wolf either. Lucien. I felt it like thunder rolling under the earth. Through the smoke, I caught sight of him — still alive, leaning against a broken tree, blood streaking down his jaw. His eyes were darker than night, fixed on me. When he smiled, it wasn’t sane. “She’s not just a witch,” he said, voice echoing through the trees. “She’s the vessel. Perfect, isn’t it? The witch finally found her body… and my dear brother fell in love with his own curse.”

"And tell Mia Cooper that she should stop playing these little games. I won't fall for it again." Hearing these words, my heart completely sank. It seemed my brother had also been reborn! But why would he think this was a lie I made up? In my previous life, he had witnessed with his own eyes how those thugs tortured mother and me. Why was he being so cold this time around? Just because of Michelle Peterson? Just because she casually said "Mia did it on purpose" in her suicide note?

"Well, no. But we have something else that might interest you..." Lucifer can feel the bitter taste of disappointment churning in his stomach. No Indra. What else could cheer him up? "Well, what is it?" he mutters, throwing himself like an angry child into a high-backed, dark green armchair in front of the crackling fire. "Let's hear it." A sinister smile is spreading across Brokk's weathered face. "We have something almost as good – we have captured Indra's little brother." Sindre gets up from the divan and pulls a sack into the middle of the floor and place it down in front of Lucifer's feet.

I yell out his name, but it is like he is a man possessed because he doesn’t indicate that he has heard me at all. Before Lucern can use his sharpened claws to slice through Damian’s throat, Kenji appears beside him and grabs hold of his wrist tightly. A sigh of relief leaves me. Lucern might not like Damian, but I am sure that he will be upset if he finds out after the fact that he has killed his own brother. When the trance that had taken over Lucern’s features finally appear to be lessening, I finally speak up and tell him what I have learned. “Damian is your brother, Lucern.”

Tho brother luci can’t lay his hand on Hakintolite water but there’s nothing impossible when he’s able to get the perfect one’s blood. The supreme one announced the reason for the meeting which we all know, selecting of the perfect one’s guardian. Brother Lucien was called forward, he’s the assistant of brother Michael, and when the supreme wanted to give him the responsibility of being the guardian angel, the greater one spoke for me. Ever since brother Luci has been cast down, I started getting closer to the greater one, I didn’t know he was also fun to be with until I got closer to him. He so much love the little ones and he shared the love to me.

"If you really wanted to turn my pups into pawns, you would have brainwashed them with hate. You would have taught them how to rip their father's throat out before they could even walk. But you didn't. You took better care of them than anyone. They were premature, fragile pups, and I know how much of your own life you poured into keeping them alive. I owe you everything, Lucian. How could I ever hate you?" She paused, taking his cold hand in hers. "As for me, you spent years helping me hide, helping me learn medicine. In my heart, you're my big brother. Period." Lucian let out a self-deprecating sigh, his gaze drifting toward the window. "When I look at those two kids, I see my brother and m

After my brother was killed and I was forced to take the wide path of hell, I had sworn and yearned for the day I would get my revenge on the Lycan brothers. Even though that desire took years to accomplish, I was proud to see my hard work and years of turmoil pay off. They would lose their lives in the horrifying way they made my brother lose his life, and the Nox family would feel the pain that I had felt as I watched my brother die right before me. Their greatest mistake was letting me live that night. They would face the consequences of straying from their destined path and attempting to show kindness. “The power has been taken away from Lucian and Killian Nox!”

Right in front of me stood the man from the night, the one who took his time to ruin me in and out even if I could barely recall his name. I thought my heart had already gone through its strain this week, but nothing could have prepared me for what I heard next. “Please meet Ezekiel– my brother,”

Alyssa's voice took on a mysterious edge, gripping our attention, "the Youngest Brother, known as the Lord of Malevolence. A master of shadows and cunning, he embraced the darker aspects of their existence. With a mind as sharp as a blade, he ventured into the depths of darkness to achieve his goals. His strategies were relentless, cloaked in mystery like the shifting tides of fate." As Alyssa concluded her narration, a shadow fell over Lucian's face. I sensed the weight of knowledge and responsibility he carried regarding this brother. Intrigue and concern mingled within me, urging me to uncover more. The pieces of the puzzle were aligning, and I yearned to unearth the truths that lay hidde