Lucifer Morningstar Quotes Novels & Stories

"Let us not forget why we fear his name. Speak of replacing him again, Mephista, and you will discover firsthand the fate of those who betray him." The council sat in stunned silence, cowed by the power in his words. No one dared speak again of a new ruler, yet the question lingered in the room like a poisonous fog. ******* (ERO'S MANSION) Lucifer stood at the balcony watching the stars, their light dulled by the weight of his presence. He gazed out at the mortal world, a realm so fragile compared to the infernal depths of Hell. His eyes, once pools of unyielding fire, now held a flicker of something softer-something mortal. He traced his fingers along the edges of an old photograph, its edg

"He wasn't just a weak demon. He was my friend! He was like a brother to me! You killed him for no reason! He was never a threat to you. Nobody is a threat to you! You just did it because you are monster." ​Lucifer didn't flinch. He just kept that small, terrifying smile on his face. "His mistake was loving something that belongs to me," he said, as if he were explaining the weather. "Anything I want, I take. And I want you." ​"I AM NOT YOURS!" I yelled, stepping right into his space. I wanted him to see my rage. "And what about my father? Was he a mistake too? Why did you have to kill him? He was an old man! He did nothing to you!"

His silver eyes were stormy. “Are you saying Lucifer is better?” I looked out the window at the sun lowing, making the sky orange. It was always a beautiful sight to see the sun set, but now all it reminded me of was the house burning. “Are they happy?” I took Theodore off guard. “They?”

l insinuated as l lead a cigar. "Whatever you do with her, after all who will dare poke there noses in your affairs if you decide to get rid of her?" "Anyway, let's now talk business. Something must kill a man," he retorted as he leaned forward. I raised my right leg and placed if comfortably at the side of the table as l leaned back. "Talking about business, am trying to make her hardcore to able to thrive in the darkest part of the world that we have destined our lives into."

Odette smiled, and her cheeks turned red. “You’re a hundred times better when you smile,” Lucifer flattered her again, and Odette looked at the man with raised eyebrows. “That’s what you told me that night.” Odette was stunned. To this day, she didn’t remember anything she had said to Lucifer that night. “Did I say that?” “Well, you said a lot of sweet things while touching me. I won’t forget every single thing you said to me that night and..." “And?” Lucifer raised one corner of his lips. “When you gave me your precious possession,” he said.

My eyes followed diligently as his thick fingers stroked his trimmed beard and he kept me roasting in the torrid silence for some seconds before speaking. "Pour daddy a drink, my liloco." The depth of his voice nearly had me trembling. Liloco. His blooming rose. The blossoming rose he could so ruthlessly cut at the stem and watch wither away if he pleased. My gut feeling told me Lucifer was not very pleased with me, but then again, he always makes me this angsty. I quickly poured him his preferred whiskey and presented him with the glass while being victorious in avoiding his searing gaze. I could feel those satanic eyes all over my skin, setting me ablaze as I returned to my initial positio

“Send me to earth, and I promise to kill Lucifer and return with his heart” "Just like I have always done to others, he won't be excluded even if he is the king"

The game is on, and I’m going to remind whoever dared cross the De Luca family why I’m the Don. --- Lilith I don't like to leave traces. My tracks are always cleared even before I can say Jack. After all that was my charm, clean jobs. I am painting again. This time it is way more darker than my normal paintings. There's a darkness to each stroke. My phone suddenly rings, and I pick it up, knowing who it is,and why exactly he is calling. "Enjoying your husband's house, Lilith?" I grind my teeth at the wicked sarcasm in his tone. "Of course, father."

The soft hum of runes beneath his fingers vibrated like a heartbeat through the room, a silent reminder that the power here was not a suggestion but law. "The past," Lucifer said, voice smooth and cold, "is exactly that. Past. You may rage, you may howl, you may spit venom and accusations. But it changes nothing. But... It also does not mean I invalidate your feelings but they are a great help and everything that has happened is designed by Luna." A murmur ran through the assembly. The incubus elder’s jaw tightened, but he said no more. Even the most defiant lords of Hell paused, feeling the oppressive weight of the Morningstar’s presence.

He heard his father say, before he turned to his side to see him appearing with the governor and two other officials with him before they stopped in front of him. “Say your greetings, this is the governor of Manhattan.” Lucifer said to his son with a proud smile on his face. “It’s nice to meet you sir, I’m Eros Morningstar.” He introduced himself, trying his best to seem more human than a hybrid by bowing to him just like he has seen the other humans do.