Lucifer Morningstar Devil Face Novels & Stories

I swipe the lipstick across my mouth in one smooth stroke, meeting her eyes in the reflection of my compact mirror. "It’s like you’re.." "The devil?" I ask, snapping the mirror shut. "Maybe."

He kissed Allistair with a gentler touch, but the same underlying need coursed through him. "You're everything, Allistair," Lucifer whispered. "To me, to my wolf, to my Lycan." And then it happened, Lucifer's true form emerged. His body shimmered with a celestial glow as dark, majestic wings unfurled from his back, sharp as obsidian, and his eyes turned an eerie black, as if he is the darkness himself. His skin, once smooth, was now marked with ancient runes that glowed faintly as his power flowed through him. This was no mere werewolf; this was the Devil's true form. Beautiful, terrifying, and awe-inspiring all at once.

We continued to search for a way out until we reached an exit where the door was closed. June signaled me to open the door because we could hear movement inside, indicating someone was there. Carefully, I opened the door, and we came face to face with a young man. He had brown eyes and black hair, and as we entered, an evil smirk crossed his face. Without anyone having to tell me, I knew he was Lucifer. I let out a heavy sigh. Finally, I had encountered the devil himself, the wicked, selfish, and evil being who had torn my mother apart, sent demons to destroy cities, and killed innocent children with bright futures.

The dragon asked Mockingly as it breathe out golden flames but lucan quickly ducked, " fight me if you want to save her or she may be dead even before we start". This was like the trigger he needed and without asking for his permission, his demon bursted out of him standing tall and mighty. It was almost nine foot tall and had a really disgusting face far away from the drop dead handsome Lucan. It's nails were so sharp that it could tear through anything and he had a mixture of red and blue lights glowing from his body, anyone who saw this creature would think it was the devil himself and yes, right now he was the devil and he was here to collect what rightfully belonged to him.

With bulging eyes, I watched father's mouth hang open like a well, like he was busy sucking something shiny off mother's face. "Let go of her! Leave my mother alone, you devil!" Father grabbed me firmly. At least I thought it was him. "This is Lucifer, the morning star. And I'm glad you're a brave one, because when you're older it will be time for you to crash and burn!" "Get behind me, Satan! I'll be good for my mother!" The more I wriggled, the hotter his grip on my hand became. "Take father instead, no one wants him in our lives!"

His short tousle brown hair, Greyish blue eyes, sexy lips that begs to be kissed, and he don’t seem much shorter than the other guy. “Hey Angel, you’re finally back.” “Yeah, sorry about that but I was stopped a couple of times.” “Hi Angel, my name is Legion and the guy other there is Leviathan, but I know he’ll let you call him Levi. Alright Angel, while Tequila will be keeping me some company, and so that’ll mean you get Levi all to yourself.”

He glanced back at me, his head tilted to one side, the subtlest of sad smiles on his face. ' Who is that? ' he repeated, softly. 'That, Casey, is the Light-Bearer. The Morning-Star.' Seeing the puzzled look on my face, he added, 'Lucifer. That is Lucifer.' My gaze shot back to the image, my mouth dropping open in shock. 'That's your father?' I leaned closer, trying to get a better look. 'What are you doing?' he said. 'Checking for a family resemblance?' I pulled back instantly, my cheeks warming with embarrassment. 'Of course not,' I said, spotting a faint hint of amusement in his eyes. 'Alright, maybe.' I glanced at it again. 'He wore less clothes than you do.'

“I said, my eyes aren't pink”. The devil says smiling lightly, it’s a weird smile. His eyes curve closed and his mouth lifts lightly at the edges. It’s a clear imitation of a smile, not an actual smile. Scary bastard. “They're lilac-colored, and I'm not the devil”, he adds. “Lilac looks like pink so it definitely is pink”, the bastard thinks he can confuse me, I'm drunk, not stupid. Heh. —-

A pair of glowing eyes blinked from the darkness, followed by a low, raspy laugh. Aria stepped back. "What is that?" Lucian growled, stepping in front of her protectively. "A spy." The creature slithered from the wall, thin and wiry, more shadow than flesh. Its smile was wrong — wide, sharp, and cruel. "She’s quite the prize," it hissed, baring its jagged teeth. "The others will come, you know. You can’t hide her forever, Devil." Lucian’s face was carved from ice. "Tell them if they touch her, I’ll rip their souls from their chests and feed them to the pit."

His face was covered by a black mask as he wore a black colour hoodie which made her to remember the night when Mohini met Lucifer for the first time. But what caught her eyes were the sight of pale red rose that gave her a sense of familiarity. The GUN was in his hand. A ROSE was neatly tucked in his hoodie as a man stood there, in an all black dress, Named LUCIFER .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️