Lucifer Devil Novels & Stories

“Then I reverse the transfer. And I make a phone call to those gentlemen searching for your father. Have you any idea what happens to the daughters of men who do not pay their debts?” I stared at him in horror. He was blackmailing me, using my family’s safety to manipulate me. The charming young man had become the very essence of the Devil. “Why?” I asked. “Why marry me? Why marry a woman you hate? How can you marry a woman you said you would never love?” Luca placed his drink down and moved towards me. He stopped right in front of me and lifted my hand so that he could examine the ring which I was now forced to wear.

“As you know, Lucifer is an immortal being. He has lived for thousands of years, and he has never once lost his seat of power. Many have tried to kill him and failed. All hungry to become the next King of the underworld. Lucifer has created many enemies for his self during his reign of the Underworld. “The only way to kill Lucifer is with the fire of Hell itself. The same fire that runs through your blood.” She pointed a finger at my chest placing it above my heart. “You are the only living being that it able to kill the Devil. Which makes you the biggest prize for all creatures in existence.” “I thought you said my magic is not inherently evil.” Confusion clouding my mind.

I questioned. “Do you dare question me and my plans?” his eyes had turned red as fire and I knew I had crossed a line. That was another thing that the humans had wrong about Lucifer, he wasn’t as evil as they thought. He was worse. Even those who are loyal to him are subject to the most extreme forms of torture if they disobeyed or upset him in some way. Even as his only son, I have had my fair share of punishments in the past and I should have known better than to question him. I couldn’t help myself. It was her and my obsession with her. I had to know what he had planned for her. I no longer cared what he did to me. I had to know he wouldn’t hurt her. “Do your job and get out of my sigh

However, he was not for her and had been playing with her to get what he wanted all along. It had been awful seeing him with someone she thought was her friend. It did not startle Janice when it happened, since she knew he would eventually leave like the others. She had prepared for the day he'd say the same things others had said. Though it hurts, she was glad she didn't give herself to him. Because that would have been the worst. She wouldn't be able to look him in the eyes, neither would she be able to stare at her supposed friend. Yet, the person she had willingly given herself was the devil himself.

He glared at me, and flames of anger shot through him. I coughed aggressively as my lungs cherished each breath I took. I warped my hands around my neck, rubbing it to ease the pain. Lucifer’s jaw clenched as he removed his hand, my eyes widened in shock when I noticed the blood oozing down his face. The cut I gave him started from his left eye and stretched until his cheek. It will leave a mark. I thought to myself. Lucifer reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a handkerchief. He wiped away the blood from his face and hands as his eyes remained on me.

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

“Hahaha. Lucifer as well as my second child, if you want to know more of this world, you must become stronger than anyone else. Stand out more than anyone else while remaining mysterious and respected too. This world is alive and it knows and sees what is going on. You must not anger it. There are so many beings out there out of our imagination who are probably watching us right now and we know nothing of it. Yet they are always watching, listening, and calling.” Lucifer: What are they, father? “There are so many, but if I were to name a few, there is a group of Superior Beings who are known as the Zodiacs of Hell, the Fallen Angels. Mysterious beings indeed. They will not come out until and

He wanted more money than what Lucifer had offered him so he ended up signing a contract with another devil. He had not thought about his family then. If only he had not done it! He picked up the gun and pointed at the devil in front of him. BANG! A whiff of smoke rose from the hole of his head; his immobile body collapsed on the floor. Andreas's lifeless eyes looking at up the sky. Lucifer knelt down at the dead body. "You had a chance," Lucifer spat harshly. This time he had given Andreas an authentic gun. Silence engulfed the atmosphere, the cold breeze cooling their sweaty bodies. Even breathing seemed like a crime for his men. This is Lucifer Camphell, the devil of NYC.

He kissed Allistair with a gentler touch, but the same underlying need coursed through him. "You're everything, Allistair," Lucifer whispered. "To me, to my wolf, to my Lycan." And then it happened, Lucifer's true form emerged. His body shimmered with a celestial glow as dark, majestic wings unfurled from his back, sharp as obsidian, and his eyes turned an eerie black, as if he is the darkness himself. His skin, once smooth, was now marked with ancient runes that glowed faintly as his power flowed through him. This was no mere werewolf; this was the Devil's true form. Beautiful, terrifying, and awe-inspiring all at once.

“And that's for a cause, they'll die serving their queen till their last breath, a fitting death don't you think?” “You crazy b*tch. I'll put an end to your little shenanigans right here and right now.” Lucifer replied, her Metaphysical Essence warping around her, horns emerged from her forehead, a dragon tail on her tailbone, wings and scales. Her crimson oculars radiating with so much power space seemed to distort around her. “I stole your power and you still have this much? You truly are Ymir's daughter.” Lilianith replied and she too matched Lucifer, she transitioned into her devil form and glared at Lucifer trying to keep her power under control as it was violently reacting to Lucifer’s