Lucifer Demonio Novels & Stories

his minion answered almost twisting its own body in fear. “Bring him back to me now. But don’t alarm the heavens. I’ll think of what to do with him later.” Lucifer drew a ball of fire in one of his hands. And threw it on the tortured soul in front. That even his descendant was burnt to ashes. But he didn’t care the least. For him, it was just a worthless follower. A soul that was once human and had committed sins that is beyond forgiveness. It became a demon of its own accord.

Something inside of him whispered to him everyday that he was a demon. “I believe I am demon.” “Demons don’t believe they are demons, they know they are demons. It’s inside of you and it reminds you everyday of what you are.” This man just described what Lucian felt everyday. It meant only one thing, Lucian was indeed a demon. Then what about him being a witch? “These things that you killed…” Lucian began. “Yes, these hideous things were also demon. Different kind of demons.” He explained. Different kind? “And by the way, burning doesn’t work on demons, we are creatures of fire, and when you kill them you need to stab their spine. That’s the only way they die.”

Lucifer fired back angrily. *I'm sorry, boss. Let's get going for the blood hunt,* Annihilator hissed excitedly. Lucifer shifted into his wolf form, a massive black beast with glowing red eyes. He leapt from the window, landing silently on the ground below. He moved with lethal grace towards the dungeon, his mind focused on his next victim. Luciano, standing guard outside the dungeon, saw the wolf approaching. He quickly ordered the guards to leave, recognizing Lucifer in his wolf form.

All the demons nod their heads agreeing to every words he said. Lucifer's eyes, black as the void yet burning with an inner fire, slowly narrowed. He leaned forward in the throne, the fingers grazing the armrests carved in the likeness of Seraphic wings. The soft hum of runes beneath his fingers vibrated like a heartbeat through the room, a silent reminder that the power here was not a suggestion but law.

He knew that he had met his end. “Take him away!” Peter instructed. The special forces went to the basement with Greg. I followed. The moment the lift doors were opened, we smelt a strong chemical scent. It was not a warehouse. Instead, it was a luxurious and well-equipped lab. There were a lot of devices and blinking lights. On the rack next to the wall, there were a lot of test tubes. On one of the rows, there was a blue tag. It said: Angel’s Kiss. At the deepest corner of that lab, there was a heavy metal door.

Lucifer looked all around, impatiently rubbing his stomach all the while due to hunger. “I can’t find any prey here, but I can’t control my hunger either. I love to consume human meat, and the smell of this human girl is driving me crazy. My mouth is drooling, and I am going to eat her. I am sorry that I could not fulfill my promise. After all, I am just a demon.” Lucifer growled. “You can eat either of us, but please spare her life. She is the one who is going to get back the powers of your father. Don’t you remember that?” Alpha Gabriel reminded the demon’s son.

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h

Such an ungentlemanly fellow ! "what are you?" she asked the lingering question in her head. "You don't look human" "I'm not" "Then what are you?" she pressed. He gave her one of his smirks as he smacked his fangs, "what do you think?" Arianna thought for a while, "A demon?" Damian laughed, "how would you know? Ever encountered one before?" Arianna shook her head, she hasn't but it felt like he was, "then what are you?"

“Maybe I’ll keep her once she has given birth to my children. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a pet. Or maybe I’ll sell her off, let someone else put that pretty cunt to good use.” The demon stood back, leaning down to pick Kade up, tossing him away like a piece of rubbish. Burning red eyes turned on the fallen-angel who was still trying to complete the summoning spell. A cruel laugh echoed through the room as Dante walked over the bodies of fallen fighters from both sides. His amusement was only tempered by his rage and the feral glint in his eyes. “Do you honestly think a pathetic summoning spell will stop me?” He growled. “I’ve been planning for this moment for years, Lucien. Don’t y

"I don't sense any darkness within her." "Dante?" Chloe looked between Lucas and Dagmar. "Who is Dante?" "Dante was a demon." Lucas replied. "A few years back he tried to create an army of hybrids including demon-werewolves. He was defeated but not before he succeeded in fathering two demon-werewolf hybrids." "That we know of." Ursula interjected. "No one knows for sure if there are anymore or not." "So, you think I'm part demon?" Chloe asked slowly, not totally believing what she was hearing.