Lucifer Morningstar Devil Face Novels & Stories

“Who are you and where are you taking me to??.”I asked with anger in my eyes. Where the hell is that Demon when you actually need him. “Sorry how rude I forgot to introduce myself!, I am Lucifer Morning star!.” I felt my heart begin to ache. I cough and tears swoll my eyes, what the hell!. “I think you know me, because I know you!.” He told me. I looked around, trying to see a strategic way to excape from him. I felt he could tell my every move, from the way he acted.

“Mr. Morningstar, Sir, my apologies. I never realized who you are.” “Larry, get three guards here immediately!” Approaching Lucifer, the three guards are in front of him. “Do you know who I am?” He says with a tone of anger in his voice. Martin now sees why they call him Lucifer; his eyes darken, and something about him makes him look demonic. “Yes, Sir,” says the guard. “Who am I?” he demands. “You are Mr. Morningstar, Sir,” as the guards themselves get goosebumps saying his name.

“ Impossible! “ “ Well then, let me show you another demonstration. “ I mind controlled George again, this time, I took his gun from him and released him to make him see clearly what I had done. “ Looking for this? “ I waved the gun at him. George was beyond shocked, his fear increased. “ Who are you? “ He asked with a collapsed voice. I beamed my eyes red, electrifying the room with my dark devil energy. George was caught in the pull, he shrank his body terrified on the wall and couldn't look at me. I laced more terror in him when I exposed my full demon face. “ Jesus Christ, “ George cried out, “ What are you? “ “ Real name Lucifer morningstar, the devil of hell, but Ava loves to call me S

“Damon was the first to see me. '' Good morning. I give a small smile. '' Good morning my love. Did you sleep well? '' Lucifer approaches. I give a forced smile. “Eh… sleep.” '' The two look at me seriously, waiting for me to continue. I sigh at that. “I just had a nightmare, that's all. Do not worry. “Of course we care about you, darling. Lucifer holds my face. “You are ours. And we take care of what belongs to us, which in this case, you.

Jeje looks surprised. “Right, his life is blessed by the devils and demons like you. He is protected by the direct command of Lucifer, the king of devils, and blessed by seven high-level devils that represent deadly seven sins, Asmodeus, lust, Mammon, greed, Leviathan, envy, Beelzebub, gluttony, Belphegor, sloth, Amon, wrath, and Lucifer himself, pride. And that’s why you have such a tough life as no God retainer blesses you, and you have no choice but to be blessed by the devils that you are here right now. And that’s why you are called "Starless" which means something black and dark.” ßenlong explained. Alfi remains silent.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

The smirk never once left his face. His eyes glowed emerald, mirroring my own. I watched in helpless horror as he absorbed the power from my blood. His smirk turned to a scowl, and the light in his eyes dimmed as his face contorted in pain. He bent over, vomiting the contents back up before looking up at me with burning rage. "That bitch! That fucking bitch!" He spat, wiping the blood from his face with a handkerchief. "Well... That is interesting," Lucifer's voice was icily thoughtful as his red eyes examined me once more.

"To the place of your dreams, that place you have always wanted to go to. The only place where you will feel good and be accepted for your faults." "To a circus," said Jonah cautiously, uncertainly. "That's right. What do you say, Jonah?" Asked the young woman. "Who are you?" Asked Jonah, surprised that the stranger knew one of his deepest desires. "Someone you have been calling." "The Devil," said Jonah, his voice was choppy. "No," said the girl with a mocking smile. " God?" Asked the boy with his eyes wide open "This is real life, kid. I am Lucifer."