Lucifer Morningstar Devil Face Novels & Stories

I felt hot tears already about to stream down my eye lids, but I blinked it back in, “I am just very very stranded right now, which is a very terrible situation for someone who has just been stood up in a wedding dress in the church altar” He wanted to respond, but I needed to ask this before he changes the lines. “… can you give me a ride?” Their laughter carved into me instantly, it was more like a giggle, deliberately to send chills down my spine. Fuck! Why was it always the devils who wore the prettiest faces? Lucifer had been beautiful too and he had destroyed worlds with his smile. This is Lucifer and his demons. “What kind of ride,…” he asked then, approaching me and giving me this se

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

" He smirked, coming close to me. I noticed how huge he was, tall, strong, cold, arrogant, controlling, and possessive. I could see his thick black hair styled and jelled backward, sharp chiseled jawline, dark blue eyes, and inked fingers, hands, and chest. I must admit he was every man's dream. His face looked familiar, but I couldn't place it. It seems like I have seen him somewhere before, trying to figure out where and how, but I can't remember. He stood right in front of me, my head touching his chest. Lifting my head to look at him. "Perfect!" he smirked. He leaned towards me, lifting up my chin. My eyes locked onto his, my heart beating fast. At that moment, I couldn't help but break

"I forgot... you're not too strong for that." "Stop playing games with me." "I never play. You know it. But why would you come to me for something the goddess has refused to open up to you?" The devil circled him once, and stopped to peer into his face. "You want me to snitch on Selene. Are you sure you can handle the truth?" Lucas's chest tightened, rage twisting into fear as he saw the serious look on Lucifer's face. The devil was one to laugh, smile or smirk even at the face of death. But now, he was wearing a deep frown, and Lucas found this strange.

He stroked his shaved chin as he scrutinized her. He noticed she didn’t look as sick as she was earlier, and he was fascinated by how her white hair turned silvery as the morning light struck it. Also, by the way, her cherry-coloured lips curved into a smile. He found it titillating, since he couldn’t stop thinking about what he would do to her as soon as they got to Cherview. “I was trying to picture you in armour. It’s kind of absurd.” Said Janice, giggling. She wrinkled her nose and thrust her head further out of the window to let the cool air caress her face.

He turns the stairs wondering if Christian will run down to sit beside his now awake sister but after a few seconds he reclines more to the thought that he might be sleeping. He turns to them again and then nods to acknowledge Laurel as she gulps, nodding back…soft but acknowledging. He opts to sit beside Gabriel, now facing the family with a questionary eye. The devil and the healer. Feels like judgment day. “Hi, Laurel, do you know who I am?” he leans forward after getting a reassuring nod from Gabriel. Laurel nods.

For what felt like a skyrocket, a figure shot upward to the sky and stood just a few inches from where Zeus was and was also floating on air. Darkness blazed everywhere, and it became so hideous that made Lucas and Draco fall to their knees but as expected Zeus was the only one left standing. The devil had emerged, and he was just like the replica of Lucas. Same features, but only that the Devil's hair was darker and he had a crest on his forehead. “Hello son.” Luci the devil spoke while facing his back at Lucas. Lucas, who was on his knees, finally felt a little strength surging around him, and he quickly got up.

She needed to warn him. "Welcome to the Evening Star." Travis said as if he was introducing a title of a play. "Evening star." Jason scoffed behind them. "Travis. Give me Morgan." Gavin's voice echoed with authority. Travis' crew seem to almost back away at the sound of Gavin's voice. The rage in it was terrifying. " You have a thing for redheads now. I thought blondes were your thing. Want to see if her blood matches her hair color?" Travis said the smirk on his face growing.

"Speaking of best friends, when was the last time the devil visited you? I haven't heard from him in a while." "You know how he is. Only ever comes when there is a special invitation. He is nearly invisible. I miss him though." "Who's the devil?" "Ohh. He's the third best friend. We are friends. We call him that because of his dark aura. But don't worry, he's harmless." That did sound like someone she knew but after Lucien said he was harmless. She decided not to put so much thought in it. She was probably overthinking. Lucien placed a hand on her shoulders. "You okay, darling?"

He sounded defeated, lost and he looked even worse. "Didn't anyone teach you that staring is a bad habit!" Lucifer's voice broke our silence. His dark eyes met mine. They were red and puffy. He almost resembled an raccoon. The stubble that started to grow along his jaw brought out his masculinity. It made him look tougher than what he was. My tongue felt as if it had been tied up into a bow and then stuffed back into my mouth. I just blankly gazed at him, wide-eyed. I didn't think that he would notice my stares because he didn't even turn to look at me once.