Novel & Cerita Lucifer Brother

Emily felt her wolf stir beneath her skin. "We’re not alone," she said. A person they believed to be Alexander's older brother Lucien, long deceased, emerged from the shadows. He had been banished for treachery years before and was once a highly regarded warrior. It was terrible to see him now, shrouded in power and black energy. Emily held her ground despite a small buckling of her knees. "Brother," Lucien spoke with a smooth, threatening tone. "Did you genuinely believe I would be absent eternally?"

Devonne stated in confusion, still have no idea how to understand the situation. "My goodness," Iñigo muttered. Utter horror draw upon the faces of Iñigo and Francis. A young Lucifer is inside their very own house. "But I'm thankful because I have a distant cousin somewhere in Asia. I do hope he's the one they will pressure to continue the bloody legacy." Devonne boldly stated and apologizes for that. "So you knew about your family's darkest secret?" Iñigo was amazed how Renard took the courage to remove his son from the shelters of lies.

The demon raised his head to look at him with his hands clasped together. "Your highness, there is a crisis on earth, and we need your support." The demon said in a worried tone. "Why do you need my support?" Lucifer queried with a deep voice. "There is this strange human with magical powers that keeps killing all our demon brothers," he said. "He even opened an organization that captured our brothers." The demon lamented, with the corners of his mouth falling towards the ground. "Hmm, and Luis is not back from the war I sent him to fight..." Lucifer said, stroking his chin, thinking of what to do, because his demons need him, and if things continue like this, he will lose a lot of demons.

It was all I needed. Large bursts of cries came from the room next door. My Mother’s screams finally ceased but not that of my new sibling. Loki, my younger brother, still of adolescent age, was hiding from his nanny. We had been through fifteen in the past three months. Many getting killed or quitting from having to deal with the God of Mischief. “Master Loki! Where are you?” She squealed. It was another demon mistress trying to get into my suit pants. Every single one of the lust hungry demonesses in their short damn skirts. “Oh, Master Lucifer, have you seen your brother Loki?” Her eyelashes fluttered towards me. Her sharpened fangs almost damn sparkled.

The terrifying revelation of the man standing in the doorway—the brother Gina hadn't known existed, an exact mirror of Lucien but dressed in the dark armor of the High Hunters—still hung heavily over the room. "Step away from my sister," Lucien snarled, his voice dropping an octave into a register of pure, lethal malice. He didn't hesitate. With a lethal grace, he drew his twin blades, the silver metal humming as he stepped directly between Gina and the impostor. "I don't know what kind of dark magic Selene used to fashion your face, puppet, but I will carve it off." The hunter brother—Julian—let out a dry, chilling chuckle that echoed off the crumbling stone walls. "Puppet? Oh, Lucien. Moth

Lucian finally spoke, breaking the silence. "He is your father's first child." "You promised me rulership." Lucian's voice rose in anger. "No one promised you anything. You killed your father to liberate the Lycans suffering and it was coming with a package of rulership until your brother came along." "He is not my brother!" Lucian shouted. "Don't raise your voice at me, young child! And yes, he is your brother." Raphael shouted back at Lucian. The room went silent for a long time. Lucian was trying to control his emotions, he was so troubled by the situation.

POV: Michael He knew where Lucifer was before he even crossed the threshold of the Empyrean's outer rim. He always knew. Ten thousand years of brotherhood had written his brother's presence into his bones like scripture, permanent and aching and impossible to ignore. Lucifer wasn't his true brother like mortals had brothers. He was his heavenly brother.

“It does. Just now when you were talking there, I realized it…” “That?” Lucian looked at me, his chest heaving. “You don’t have to be related by blood before you become siblings with anyone. This Lucifer wasn’t my real brother, but I want him back…” This was it. Karma! We were back home in the next minute ready to face Yapper. “Yapper is now targeting the parlor” I told him as we get to the living room. “First it was me and now, Fiona….” “I understand, but facing him would get you killed”