Lucifer Fallen Angel Novels & Stories

Lucifer repeated. Yapper patted his friend's back, "Find a way to make an excuse for my refusal. I'm in a fix right now and I have to finish them off before...." "Do you mean your dead human wife or your lost hybrid children?" "How do you know?" Yapper's eyes twitched. Lucifer laughed, "I'm now Satani's second in command, and now share the same office with Gabriel, the Almighty's angel. We're both in charge of all fallen demons and angels."

I tightened my grip slightly to steady him before he fell. “Gigi…” he muttered under his breath. That stupid name again. Goddess, what have that girl done to him) I exhaled slowly and kept him upright. “August. Look at me.” He blinked slowly, like the room was only just forming in his head now. The boy straightened fully now, anger clear in his expression. He wiped his mouth once with the back of his hand, jaw tight, eyes locked on August like he was holding back something worse. I turned slightly toward him.

x Lucifer was no ordinary demon; he was the first to fall, the architect of rebellion, and the embodiment of forbidden beauty. The light-bringer turned dark king, his presence was both intoxicating and overwhelming. His eyes burned like twin suns on the verge of collapse, a golden fire encased in endless darkness. His voice was low, rich, and melodic, carrying the weight of eons and the promises of ruin.

Until he decided to focus his mind on the mystical sword he was still holding. After his mind focused, he returned to see the face he most never wanted to see again. That face smiled at Damien, with black wings scorched by black flames, chains around his neck, both hands, as well as both ankles. Yep. He was the owner of the bone fragments that were the basis for the creation of Damien's mystical sword. Lucifer, the Fallen Angel. "I know, even if I kill you a hundred times, you won't die that easily." Lucifer still smiled at Damien.

"Azrael!" He snorted and I couldn't help but remember that day. The truth was that no one knew what Lucifer - the first among the angels -, had been through. His fall was not only a dethroning, a betrayal. Lucifer was practically destroyed, cursed, and all I could see in her was the same thing they did to my wife, because Lucifer fell for her. For Loren. I knew that, but I wouldn't let it go so easily. "You know she's here, that she hasn't even woken up since..." I stopped, in the end, that was still worrying.

"Do you know anything about the previous Lord or something about his family or anything related to him?" Lucas asked Baron. Baron's eyes widened with shock at the directness of the question asked. Lucifer is known for his ruthlessness and cruelty in the past. After Lucifer fell from grace, he fell directly into the underworld. Even though he no longer is an angel, he still held immense powers with him. The entire underworld shook from his anger. He destroyed anything and everything in his way. One such casualty is the then lord of the underworld, Haden. His entire family was killed at the hands of Lucifer and his associates.

Lucan, the beast, roared from within, his power merging with Samael’s true self, Lucifer, the fallen archangel. Samael breathed as some memories of the past revealed in his mind, his voice echoing with the authority of his past life. “I am Lucifer.” Memories long buried began to surface, memories of his fall from grace, of the heavens, of the war he once fought as an archangel. For the first time in centuries, Lucifer was fully awake, and the weight of his identity crashed over him. “I remember…” Samael’s eyes burned with ancient knowledge, and Lucan snarled in the background, his presence entwining with Morgan’s.

I wouldn't want to put Jenny aside. "I guessed I should continue the journey myself... ********************************************** Lucifer's POV He had sat on his clutched black car to come to break into my business again, but I prowled him with some of my men. Unfortunately for him, I had new intentions. I knew that would be my last scene with him on earth. He might be persistent on earth, but...I was sure... vampires didn't exist below that huge tree outside the underworld when I thought of it. I turned to look at my divine blade. "She wasn't a human again, she was an angel even though she wasn't like me" I sighed.

I am an angel, and I am a human. Pushing through The Dragon’s flailing claws, I move toward the current of power and look down at the endless abyss. As if Lucifer senses my intent, he looks back at me and calls out, “Don’t Lana!” I shake my head as my tears rain down my face. “I love you, Lucifer,” I call out as I turn my sword to me and plunge it deep into my chest. Lucifer’s mournful cry resounds throughout the cavern as my body plunges into The Creator’s abyss.

Ajal spoke those words sadly, and strangely enough… I felt a sudden wave of regret, frustration, and sharp pain rushing through my own heart just from hearing about it, as if I were feeling the echoes of their suffering myself. "What exactly happened to them?" I asked unconsciously, the question slipping out before I could stop it. He moved closer and placed his arm gently around my shoulder, looking down at the city lights below us before speaking again. "That angel paid the highest price possible for his disobedience and his love," he recounted slowly. "His beautiful wings… they were cut off completely, severed from his body as a punishment. He was rejected from the kingdom of light and th