Lucifer Morningstar Devil Face Novels & Stories

Seeing the army, Aurora's sisters and the wolf pack burst from the tree line once again running out at the Reapers. Lucifer was furious. He swung around ready to strike but a bullet from Harrison's rifle cut through the skin of his face. His hand flew up to his cheek and he clutched at the wound. “How dare you strike me,” he bellowed. “I am the Morning Star!” With the sweep of his hand, a fire front raged across the field. Flames danced like fire devils and as Lucifer gazed out in admiration Aurora saw her chance. She grabbed an abandoned spear lying on the ground and with all her strength plunged it deep into Lucifer’s neck.

But the only difference is that Saint's wings are white while he is black. "Am I handsome?" He asked me a foolish question. I can't help but nod. This time I seemed to have no control over myself. However, he is a good looking man. "How about this?" When he said that, his face immediately changed. It became a fiery fire and he looked like a demon. It was there that my breathing deepened and fear engulfed my whole being. "Fine, fine, human-like you are more deceived by glorious things," he said before his face returned to normal. Damn it! I can't believe that I will meet Lucifer Morningstar.

Lucifer Once I flash out of Lana’s room, I partially shift into my devil form and hone my senses until I reach the destination Azazel instructed me to go to. The earthquake occurred in the Arcata forest. Using my night vision, I try to find the entity that caused such havoc but see nothing. I land near a copse and look around for any signs of what it could have been until I reach a large section of the forest that looks like it was burnt to a crisp. The trees, dirt and grass around the ragged opening are scorched. Within minutes, Azazel and Mathias appear beside me.

“Are you really his son? And... and you're the devil? The real devil?” Lucifer quirks an amused brow before he takes a bow. “Yes, I am. The one and only. And yes, Fallon is my son. Don't be fooled by my boyish good looks, luv. I'm a bit older than you think.” He gestures to an annoyed Fallon, placing his face close to his. “Do we not look alike. Of course, I'm better looking. But I rather think he has my eyes. Of course, he has his wretched mom's personality. But what can one do?”

“I was actually asleep, but—” “But you woke up about three minutes ago. I heard your groan. Where does it hurt?” He asked, his voice soft like he actually cared, and I scoffed. Staring at him up close like this, I realized that he looked like the devil. Not the horned, ugly-looking monster that everyone imagined. But Lucifer. The most handsome yet beautiful creature that was ever made by the Almighty himself. He was so brutally handsome that it actually made my heart tremble, and I wondered if something had happened to my head when I fell earlier.

I am Lucifer and no one dares to stop Lucifer. Wait... I am looking like a human now... I closed my eyes and when I opened them they were original red... filled with fire, my clothes changed to my ancient black and my hair also gotten longer and beautiful, my nails elongated and my body got buffer and bigger and my devil wings popped out and I smiled cruelly...

SELENA’S POV My mum used to say, sometimes dining with the devil doesn't make you a bad person. Right now I was dining with both the devil and Lucifer, we can say they aren't mutually exclusive but for me they were. I was dining with a man that is only known for his atrocity across the realm and I was barely acknowledging his presence and then there was Zander, the Lucifer, the morning star that came into my life and swept me off my feet, the castaway son.

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.

“Saint Christian fell when walking out to appease the dragon to bargain that he leave these lands, just as the legend says.” I stumble back. “What…?” The priest lays a hand upon my back. “Lucifer wears many faces,” he repeats, and I feel my stomach twist. “He thrills to corrupt without the use of force, and scars of past sins most often provide him the gateway.” I shake my head. “He wasn’t… You can’t mean...” “You lay with the devil himself, child,” he grates, calm expression rippling with just the faintest, uncontrollable undercurrent of revulsion. “Now you must be cleansed.”

She shouted but Lucifer cut in with his face immediately deforming into scalps of demonic scales that made even Lilith scared. "Don't you shout at me!" Lucifer snarled back and his face returned to normal. He heaved, feeling sorry for silently snarling at her and he said to console her "You know I don't like been compared to my father!" Lilith was calm but it didn't show on her face, instead, she looked down in gloom.