Lucifer Demonio Novels & Stories

I walk over the threshold and turn to face him. “What of my uncle?” I ask curiously. “Lucien? What of him?” he seemed perplexed by my sudden interest in him. “What is his role in the demon hierarchy?” The idea of a demon hierarchy was an intriguing notion. No one knew much about the inner workings of the demon realm. Mostly because no one made it back out alive. And demons were notoriously loyal creatures. “He is Lucifer’s Assassin.” Lucas seemed almost guarded in his words, he did not really want to talk to me about this. I wasn’t sure why, but I was determined to find out.

He stood still for her evaluation and after a while, she said, "So what demon are you?" His smile froze, my stomach twisted. I think I’m going to throw up again. "Mom-" "My name is Lucian. Demon of the night. Nice to meet you, ma'am." He bowed like a gentleman. It would make sense since he had lived a very long life and his manner of dressing screamed 'ancient’ enough. "Demon of the night," she repeated softly. "What does that mean?" He straightened with a full-fledged smile that made her gasp. His eyes were bright red and his fangs popped out. "Some would like to say 'Vampire'."

Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose. His dual nature became an ever-present torment. He found himself torn between the memories of a life he cherished and the reality of the darkness that threatened to consume him. The demon's whispers grew louder, urging him to surrender, to give in to his true nature. But in the depths of his being, a flicker of resistance burned, a small flame of hope that refused to be extinguished.

My vision starts to be hazy and my ability to breathe gets difficult with each second that passes. I gasped, as my lungs were screaming for oxygen. He is too strong for me. I can't use my strength against him. It's basically a fight between a lamb and a lion but that did not stop me from fighting. I do the first thing that comes to mind. My nails dig into his flesh, scratching him across the face. Lucifer’s grip around my neck loosened and I immediately pulled back. Saint hissed as he covered his right eye. He glared at me, and flames of anger shot through him.

it’s like he wants to kill me. Is he still the Jared I meet? He suddenly changes right now, I don’t know him anymore. I was surprised when he quickly approached me and stabbed me in the heart. I felt pain. Not because of the stab, but because of him. I can’t believe that he could do this to me... I could feel the tears dripping from my eyes as we stared at each other. Anger was the only thing I could see in his eyes. “Just die Eunice, I don’t want to see your face again! A demon like you deserves to die! Oh, happy 18th birthday. I hope you’ll see Satan in hell.” He smiled, it was like he was happy seeing me like this.

"You could end this right here, right now. You only need to make me your queen." The Demon King threw back his head in a burst of mocking laughter. Then his black orbs narrowed. "I would rather spend eternity mateless." "Then you will die with them." She spat. Her face contorted with rage. Beside him, Alexander relaxed his stance. He was preparing to shift in his giant lycan. While Lucifer had smoothly transitioned to his devil with long black horns, black nails, and sharp teeth. All rock hard muscles in a confident stance. Xavier, his vampire beast to the fore, eyes darkened to dark red, fangs glinting in its sharpness, light on his feet, ready to attack.

LUCIFER's POV!! I took a deep breath... right now I am at the door of underworld. I can smell rotting smell of sinful souls. It has been so long since I have been here.... smell of torture and pain and screams so tormented souls. I put a step inside when two demons stopped me and it didn't set well with me. I am not some mere human now... I am Lucifer and no one dares to stop Lucifer...

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

she said. Lucian gave a sad laugh. “Why? Because I’m so good-looking? Look, I’m the child of a succubus and an archdemon, a mix of unreal beauty and unreal power. Power that always leads to destruction because I can barely control my demon when it takes its true form.” “You can work on how to control it better, right?” she asked, her voice hopeful. “What if there’s a mission that really needs a powerful being like you to help?”

“You misjudged my character. I was never meant to be a demon.” He speaks. Lucifer raised an eyebrow. “Pretending to be a good boy in front of your girl? Let’s not forget the things you happily did for me. Slaughter, murder, torturing innocent children, I could go on and on.” I furrow my eyebrows. Torturing innocent children? He was just saying that to get on his or my nerves I bet, there is no way it can be true.