روايات وقصص ضمن Lucifer Brother

He felt his ego bruised a little at Lucian's words, "I only want to spare you the heartbreak brother," "There's nothing left to break," Lucian chuckled stretching his hands out for a handshake, "Do we have a deal?," Lucifer stared at his arm for a few seconds contemplating his choices. He couldn't kill his mate or his brother and knew it would be too much stress to simply lock his brother away.

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."

I said after some time of no response. Lucifer stood up and began walking around the large room, circling me, “You know, I’ve gone through a lot of names in my time; Pluto, Plouton, Hades, Lucifer1, to each their own,” his hands were behind his back as he walked but he continued to look down at his feet. He stopped just in front of me, “You’re aware that you have distant relatives, right?” “I am aware that you have brothers but I wouldn’t go as far as to call them family,” I responded with some confusion and a lifted brow.

It was Luthor. But not Luthor. Softer. A strange warmth in his eyes. His cheekbone carried a scar Luthor didn’t have. His lips curved in a sad smile. “I’m Lucien. His brother. Twin, actually.” I stared. “No…” I whispered. “You’re lying.” “I wish I was,” he murmured, and something in his voice told me it was true. “I don’t understand. Why didn’t he ever mention—” But then I saw Luthor.

" Lucifer's training was too soon, I saw how much my brother suffered alone, we were forbidden to talk to each other until I started my training. That damn man turned us into monsters. No one in our family helped us whenwe needed. Their excuses were that they were afraid of our father, just because he was the head of the Russian mafia. If they really wanted to help us, they would have gotten together and it would have worked. " I saw how much Lucifer suffered when he was forced to kill the first maid of the D'Angelo family. I still remember her, a kind, kind lady, full of love to give, she had a family that she loved very much. " Lucifer hid the things from our father his tears, I saw him cr

And as she lay down, staring at the ceiling, she realized something else: this wasn’t over. It was just the beginning. Her best friend's brother was prohibited.

He looks at her perfect body, not even a scratch, his own body now covered like hers was. Why? Why are the marks now on him? He doesn’t heal often; this has never happened before; he watches as the cuts begin to heal quickly on his body. “You’re weak; she should have died.” Lucifer ignores the voice in his mind, like he always does, his brother. “I have been watching Lucifer; you need to stop this now.” Lucifer turns, his brother there watching him, no longer just a voice in his mind, but now, he is here, looking at him.

“Rhazien.“ Sam warned. Rhazien gave a respectful nod. “I would never touch her. You have my word. She is safe here.” Sam acknowledged this with another clap on Rhazien’s shoulder, then turned to introduce Lucifer. “This is my brother, Lucifer, King of Envy.” “Man!” Lucifer exclaimed as he approached the vampire, his voice brimming with excitement. “I’ve always wanted to meet a vampire king! You look just like I imagined.” Lucifer rushed forward, throwing his arms around the startled vampire. Rhazien's eyes darkened instantly, but before anything could happen, Sam grabbed Lucifer’s shoulder and yanked him back. “Brother,” Sam snapped, “your neck.”

She sunk her sharp nails into my throat forcing me took choke while Dad slammed the door shut. I fixed my terrified eyes on the blood stained floor. I was sure my heart was beating for the last time when I saw Will Still pull out a pistol. "Look at me,lucipher!" Dad boomed again. "It's time you get to understand what it means by messing with the family. You f**ked up already by killing her. You are not one of us," he posed and blew the tendrilse of thivk bhang smoke into the air. "But we are human enough to consider giving you an option to be alive till this hour. And there's only one option if at all what you want is to continue being alive," he explained in a throaty voice.

"You killed him! You must rot in jail with Ramon Miranda!" "Why did the family I thought would make me get so sick? Millions of questions were running through my mind!" He pulled himself up and finally cried. The door opened and his older brother Leo saw how his brother was suffering. He wanted to approach but he knew that no one could approach Lucifer. He stood up and wiped the tears from his face. "From now on, don't consider me a blood relative. If you reject my sister Amira, reject me too." The young man burst out. He didn't care if the employees looked at him.