Lucifer Daughter Novels & Stories

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now

Hera Lucifer lunged towards me, his eyes red and black seeping down his eyes like cobwebs. Looking at my beloved daughter one more time, I covered myself with my arm, blinking twice to end the apparition. I fell from the table I stood on, my loving mate, Michael, catching me in his arms.

Who would leave such a little girl wandering alone in a huge building like this? "What's your daddy's name?" Angela requested. "Lucifer...daddy's name is Lucifer," Alicia said. Angela's eyes widened in shock. Lucifer Camphell?! This little angel is that jerk's daughter?! That means mother must be a saint! "I know where your daddy is, so don't worry," Angela said. The girl smiled instantly. Angela reached her hand for her to hold but Alicia spread out her hands wide hopped up and down like a cute bunny. "Pick me! Pick me!"

So that is his only choice, be honest and hope for the best. He could become mortal, live with her, everything. “Lucifer.” “What?” Turning, he glares at Dave. “You were let go. Why the hell are you bothering me?” He let them walk. They feared for their life he can’t blame them. “I didn’t want to hide again and wait for someone else to tell you.” Lucifer stands and looks at him confused. “What the fuck does that mean?” Lucifer steps forward. “Anais, she has turned.” Lucifer watches as Dave steps back away from him.

Unfortunately, her husband perished in the midst of the intense war between vampires and wolves. After Celine gave birth to her child, she tragically passed away, leaving me with her shield power and a promise to take care of her daughter. However, I felt overwhelmed by the responsibility, as I struggled to even take care of myself. So, I made the difficult decision to leave the child on the doorstep of a newlywed couple. They named her Celeste, and as she grew up, I secretly watched over her like a stalker. But one day, Celeste became aware of my presence, and initially, she was frightened. However, just like Celine and I, we eventually became best friends, and over the years, I revealed to

"Where have you been?" Sweet is my best friend and she is also the secretary of Lucifer himself, and she refuses to tell us how he looks until he reveals himself to us. All we know is that he is not an old man, that is overweight and has a lot of cats. Nope, he was fairly young, in the late twenties and Sweet confirmed he turned twenty-seven this year but no one knew when. Sweet gave us bits of information but most of the time she was selfish. "Relax, Sweety. He isn't here yet." I said calmly and continued what I was busy with.

Lucifer sits up and calls out, “Whoever it is, you better have a bloody good reason for disrupting my time with my mate!” Blushing profusely at his unfettered reprimand, I cover my face against his back and listen. Fallon’s muffled voice echoes behind the door. “It’s me, father. I’ve brought Bree and a few other people who need to speak with you and Lana.” Lucifer sends me a heated look from over his shoulder before he responds, “We’ll be out in a moment!” he calls out.

In the aftermath, as I lay there I heard the high-pitched scream of our offspring and groaned. "I believe our daughter has returned," Lucian grunted and crawled from the bed. "I'm starting to sympathize with my former fathers having to deal with Inaria," I growled roughly and Lucian chuckled. "Our daughter is just a confused young female that is searching for her true love. Lucifer probably filled her head with fanciful thoughts about Faelon," he added. Our bedroom door opened to Jayna frowning. "I need my amulet back from Lucifer!" she screeched and I glanced at Lucian for help.

Lily felt it immediately. A strange warmth ran through her chest. Like something familiar. Something connected to her blood. A tall figure stepped out of a rip in reality itself. Black wings unfolded slowly behind her. Her eyes burned crimson. Her smile was wicked. “Hello, daughter.” Lily’s breath caught in her throat. Her knees nearly gave out. Lucifer. Her mother. Lucifer looked around the destroyed sky of Heaven with clear amusement. “You boys started the party without me?” Luke stared at her warily.

Final. “You’re not just anyone,” he continues. “You’re my daughter. The daughter of the Lycan King. Of the first hybrid. And like it or not, that makes you a target.” I look away, my jaw tight, fighting the way his words dig into my skin. I know what I am. I’ve always known what I am. And what I’m not. “I can’t keep letting you run around unsupervised,” he says. “So, by the end of today, you’ll be moving back into the family home.”