Lucifer Falling From Heaven Novels & Stories

Hercules added mimicking what his sister is doing. “H-Hey let go of my legs you fools!” “Mary, Hercules, Lucifer needs to go home now.” “Please, mama. Don’t let papa leave!!” But the two kids aren’t listening, they just keep on shaking the two of us. “H-He’ll visit the two of you again some other day, okay? Stop shaking because we might— Just as what I was going to say, because the two kids keep on shaking both Lucifer and I, I lost my balance and fell on the sofa. And because Lucifer cannot stand without my assistance, he automatically fell after me.

At the same time, Shedim used the other end of the spear to pierce his own heart. “NO!” I scream. “STOP. STOP.” I bang against the field hard over and over again until my hands start bleeding. After some time, I feel it finally weaken and eventually break. It was too late. By the time I reached there. It had been done. Lucifer had fallen to the ground like a stone cold zombie, unaware that his beloved son could do such a thing to him. Shedim was dead.

Lucifer’s heart thundered madly in hir chest as ze fell down an eternal darkness. It seemed ze had been falling for centuries, and yet it took no time at all until ze hit something. Hard. It felt as though ze had literally fallen back-first onto a slab of titacrete. Pain spread across hir body, but only for a moment. The feeling dissipated over the next few seconds, at which point ze tried to pick hirself up. But found that hir arms and legs were bound to some kind of old table.

He also prayed for Lux to shut his mouth to stop things from getting worse but the angel could only have his prayers heard. “Yes, because I know this is the right thing to do.” Lux replied as he met his father’s eyes. “Then I suppose you need to learn things the hard way.” The man said and flicked his wrist, letting a portal open—one that would turn an angel into a fallen but this isn’t the case, Lux could never be a fallen. He is kissed by the cosmos already and it will stay that way—he will never be tainted as he is light, unlike Lucifer. The ground opened up, swallowing the angel as he fall through the void.

with a smile and quick lift of his eyebrows. I watched, silently, and saw the mat around Lucifer begin to rumble like an earthquake underneath him. I watched closely as his partner looked like she was doing nothing more than staring at him until suddenly the ground underneath Lucifer disappeared and he fell into a pit. My jaw dropped. “Where did he go?” I whispered up to Damien. “Right here,” I jumped when I heard Lucifer behind us speak before he put his hands on either of our shoulders, luckily for us, he was no longer on fire.

He fell to his knees. "You can't cast me down?":he choked, trying to stand but unable to move. "We are not casting you down," the Council leader said. "You have already fallen. We are only here to collect what remains." Lucifer struggled as they lifted him from the ruins of his throne room. Hell itself seemed to scream. The flames dimmed, the blood rivers turned to water, the sky overhead cracked apart, revealing a swirling void where torment once reigned. "No! My kingdom!" he cried, his voice breaking into a wail.

Lucifer’s amber eyes gleamed. “Not in the way I was.” Aeron’s posture shifted subtly. “That changes the lower architecture entirely.” “Yes,” Lucifer said. “And heaven knows it.” Right on cue— The sky to the east ignited white. Not gentle. Not curious. Structured. Rigid. A blade of descending light carved through cloud cover. Luke cursed under his breath. “Of course.” Caius stumbled backward. “Is that—” “Yes,” Aeron and Lucifer said at the same time. Heaven was not arriving diplomatically.

My jaw dropped as my knees fell to the floor as I witnessed her blood, falling on her face while her eyes were widely open together with her mouth, then the last tear fell on her cheek until she fell on the floor, lifeless. I couldn't breathe anymore. "No... No! No!" I was trembling in anger and pain as every knife stabbed my chest. "No!" I crawled towards her and touched her hands. "No please no..." My face was full of tears. I couldn't even think properly. My heart was running aggressively. I was catching my breath. I should be the one who saved her. The pointed object was for me. "No! Mia..." "Damn it! It's all your fucking fault!" Lucifer shouted.

I stumbled in my dancing and was thankful for the demon king behind me to prevent my fall. "It's what?" I whispered anxiously. The world around me blurred, the orange light of the surrounding fires flashing like alarm lights. "It's full moon in a few hours." Lucifer answered my question, completely oblivious to my inner panic. He brought the shot to my lips, and I automatically opened them in a daze. "Get your fucking hands of her, fucking asshole." The body of Lucifer suddenly disappeared from behind me, and cold air replaced him. I turned around to see Sam gripping Lucifer's shirt by the neck. The tequila glass had fallen and shattered on the floor.

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.