Lucifer Fallen Angel Story Novels & Stories

"The man you just married is the leader of a crime organization that is not a part of the code of the mafia. They kill and destroy as they wish. He's worse than Sergio. Far worse." My blood ran cold. "Wh-what?" "Didn't he tell you who he is?" "Luca Vallario, that's what he told me." She nodded, voice shaky with terror, "Yes, but to the rest of the world, he's known as Lucifero." Oh God. What had I done? "The man you married isn't just a monster; he's the Devil himself."

Before any of them could question my second statement I uttered the next words. "The story should end at where it all started. The past shall be the witness of the unavoidable end of Isabelle's story." With that, I walked out of the room heading out of the bungalow. No matter how much they run away, they were not going succeed in escaping. The story that had started years ago was going to be put to an end by the creator, and even god won't be able to save them from me. I was one step away from Isabelle and Kaden's doorstep. Let's see if the Lycan could save his Angel from Alistair or not.....

"I understand the council's concerns, Uncle, but I haven't met my fated one yet." Thomas raised an eyebrow, his gaze piercing. "Are you sure about that, Logan? It's been quite some time, and the pack can't wait forever." Logan felt a pang of guilt. He had indeed met his fated mate—Andrea, the human girl he had kidnapped. But admitting that to his uncle would open a whole new set of complications. How could he explain being fated to a human, someone the pack would never accept as their Luna? "I'm sure, Uncle," Logan lied, his voice steady. "I haven't found her yet."

You’er Father was one of the Fallen’ Sensing my confusion she decides to explain. ‘The Fallen are the group of angels that left heaven, not wanting to be controlled or restricted by the laws of God. Vic as he goes by, fell in love with your mother and had you. When you were born, your father knew he had to protect you, not only from the other Fallen but other wolves and humans. When I say you are special Lizzy, you really are’ I sit up actually intrigued now.

he mutters the last part with an impetuous grin. My brows knitted in confusion. Liar. A muscle in Lucifer’s jaw twitched as he glared at Greg whose face was glistened in beads of sweat. "Your apology means nothing to me, Greg. You said with confidence that she will be on her best behavior and presentable. Now I am here standing in front of a woman who looked like she just lost a catfight and from what I am seeing Greg. She is far from looking presentable." Lucifer remarked, taking a threatening step closer to Uncle Greg who stiffened beside me. "Please tell me. Is this your way of embarrassing me? Disrespecting me." he questions. Greg shakes his head, letting out a nervous chuckle.

He was the reason we were here in the first place. Fate was on our side; his wife had just given birth to an evil little thing that she handed off to a werewolf couple to save her from the angels, and then his precious little wife died shortly after. She didn't even know we were there; she didn't know we watched her fall slave to the vampires; she didn't know we knew everything about her precious child. She did an absolutely flawless job at hiding from the prying eyes of the angels, but she did nothing about the monsters who lurked in the shadows.

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.

“There are angels and demons in their world, yes, pretty similar to us in appearance. However, unlike us, they are of one or another kind. They are just winged humans with a limited arsenal of power. We on the other side are stronger than their archangels claim to be. Still, they are looking down on us. And sometimes you should give them a lesson. You see, our abilities are of a larger range. Plus this realm can be equally hell or paradise for humans. We can drag them here by signing contracts or by their will. We can make someone’s dreams come true or enslave them and demand a price like all fairies can do.” “And if they escape from here they talk about angels and heaven or demons and hell,

There were gasp and murmurs around the crowd. “How the fuck is she here?” Leo asked in low tone but it wasn’t anything calm the way he said. Anyone can detect the rage in it. He wants to destroy this place where his angel was treated nothing more than an object. His pure angel. And now, his fallen angel from heaven and landed in this inhuman hell. Seeing her in such condition makes him want to slit the throats of every motherfucker who brought her and bath in their blood. “Come on Leo. The way every slave is brought here. She came into this place in the same way. And if you intend to take her after being sold then I don’t think it will be a right decision. Don’t break the rules. “

"Have you forgotten that I am called as the father of all liars by the Creator himself? What made you think yours would be different? You are just a sacrifice that will be used to bring back my fallen dead angels to life. Goodbye Gar." The loud scream from Gar as the walls finally closes on him made Lucifer laughed out the more. The tree finally closed. Gar blood could be seen surrounding the tree. Soon his Fallen Angels will rise again. For now, he has a new friend to visit. This Is A Fictional Story.