Lucifer Devil Is A Part Timer Novels & Stories

The breeze became tighter as I shook my head. "Luci isn't the evil." I leaned away from her. "How can you be so sure? He is the God of Destruction. He could destroy the worlds in an instant. He is trying to get close to you!" I giggled, holding my hand to my mouth. Luci could never do that, not with me with him. "Lucifer is my mate, mom."

Lucian was even more of an enigma than his brother Lucifer. "I have a condition that restricts me from exposure to the sun," He replied "Wow, you sure have a lot of conditions that coincidentally describe a vampire," She chuckled while Lucifer broke out laughing. He was loving her more by the second. "xeroderma pigmentosum," Lucian said "Huh?, is that the language of weird you and your brother communicate with?, sorry I don't speak weird," She mocked while Tommy winced his brows letting out a frustrated sigh, maybe bringing her along was a bad idea

She almost laughs her words at him—a vampire running away from a human. “I am not what you think, Anais; there is more to this than you see here.” How can he tell her the truth? She will run for sure then. She sees him as a devil because he’s a vampire. How will she look at him when she finds out he is the devil? Lucifer is that fallen angel with no way of getting back to heaven. He doesn’t want to go back; he doesn’t want to be good, which is why he should just kill her.

"Speaking of best friends, when was the last time the devil visited you? I haven't heard from him in a while." "You know how he is. Only ever comes when there is a special invitation. He is nearly invisible. I miss him though." "Who's the devil?" "Ohh. He's the third best friend. We are friends. We call him that because of his dark aura. But don't worry, he's harmless." That did sound like someone she knew but after Lucien said he was harmless. She decided not to put so much thought in it. She was probably overthinking. Lucien placed a hand on her shoulders. "You okay, darling?"

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

"We used to, back when things were actually interesting. But ever since Dad got involved, it's been a shit show. No one wants to bet against Lucifer fucking Morningstar." Sebastian chuckled, the sound low and rich. "Ah, I see. The Devil does have a way of stacking the odds in his favor, doesn't he?"

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

“He looks so much better by your side than mine. Not to mention I noticed his eyes on you, sister.” Mia shook her head. Her sister was reading things incorrectly. He was not looking at Mia with romantic eyes, rather, with malice because he was the Devil and she, Mia Chapman, owed him. “Lily, you're wrong. He asked for you and I must say he was a little annoyed that I showed up alone.” Lily frowned. “Did he complain rudely?” she asked calmly and Mia realized that maybe she had made a mistake. She couldn't influence Lily in any way or she would be in trouble with the Devil.

“Isn’t that right, darling?” All the security I felt was thrown out the window as his cold voice washed over me. I opened my mouth to respond, but Viktor beat me to it. “A human Luna.” He clicked his tongue. “Unusual. The pack will definitely talk.” “The pack can talk all they want.” Luca said, his voice dropping to a dangerous level. “My choice is not up for discussion.” The air shifted around us, as if there was an invisible force. Viktor smiled, forcefully, revealing his sharp teeth. “Of course. My apologies. Welcome to the family, Mrs Moretti.”

A devilish smile curved his lips, a reflection of his delight. "Lucinda, you're here," he greeted, his voice laced with satisfaction. She embraced him, their connection palpable, and a mischievous glint danced in her eyes as she pulled away. "I know you've missed me," she teased, her words carrying an air of playful certainty. Lucifer's expression turned slightly perplexed. "I have missed you a bunch. What about you? Don't you also miss me?" he inquired, his eagerness evident.