Lucifer Mythology Novels & Stories

She wondered if Clara would talk about the parts she hadn’t read yet - the volumes she had no access to. “Lucifer’s blood was still that of a being that was created from the light of the Most High God. It was like a potent drug and for many decades it pervaded the soil of the land. After more than a few centuries, it birthed a plant which bore a single fruit - the blood fruit. The blood fruit was discovered by accident by a young woman and her even younger brother who had been starved for days. They split the fruit and consumed it; but how could something birthed by Lucifer be common.”

The Lupus Deus. The deity of hatred, whose appetite for blood and violence was compared to the need for oxygen in the human body. the deity that the gods above would send once every hundred years as a warning. The god who wasn't born a god, but rather a man dressed in mystery and a threat to everyone—who even at the mere mention of his name, every pack avoided like the plague—he was the law. His presence caused wolves to bow down in submission, instilling in them the belief that no one was above him. He always waited in the shadows, keeping an eye out for those who violated his orders. Like a phantom, he came and went, ready to kill everyone who was in his way. Anyone who disagreed with him

“Lucian, you need to understand things as I do know, so you know it’s no one’s fault; mine, his or yours.” “Don’t tell me you slept with him.” Lucian tightened his grip on her hand, and when her gaze fell to it, he slipped his hand away from her. “Go on.” “Do you know anything about the war between the gods and the dark?” she asked. On the couch, Lucian reclined, then he adjusted. “I am aware. My bloodline is adamantly opposed to the light, my forefathers pledged us to the dark. How do you know about that?”

She asked. Lucifer shot her a glare, a deep dark evil glare that told her to shut up, but she just rolled her eyes. “You're being ridiculous, you know that, don’t you Lu.” “NO, I’M NOT!” Lucifer yelled. “SHE’S A FUCKING SUCCUBUS NOT A WEREWOLF SO SHE SHOULD ACT LIKE ONE!!” “Lu if she just wants to sleep with her husband, then that’s her problem.” “I don’t want my daughter to slowly die of starvation because she didn’t get enough energy from that damn wolf.”

Lyra watched in surprise as Lucifer held him tight as though he was his dad. "I know what you are thinking; how is it possible that your beloved son takes a liken to me? Well long before the beginning of time, Lucifer and I happen to be brothers who were kept in limbo by the gods who sort to cleansing the world from the stains of the demon" Seth stated to her.

It was one of those cases where no one was particularly more in the wrong and it was all a dark grey shady area. “Aren’t we safe now though? The cruxtar is in that fire pit thing. Which means Lucifer can’t get it.” Hope shined through my eyes but I knew it was unfruitful. If he couldn’t get it then he would not be coming after me like this. He must be doing it because he had a way. “It’s not in the pit. There wasn’t a point in letting it fall with her because... well.. you see, Lucifer is the only being in the entire universe that can walk through the fire in the pit without dying.”

"He saved me that day. He gave me everything I wanted. He is the only father figure I have known in my life. All the memories of my birth parents are a blur, but truthfully I never missed them... and it's obvious. Why would I miss the people who could not even save their child from a maniac? What kind of weak werewolves were they who could not defend themselves in front of a weak human?" "Lucifer trained me hard because he didn't want me to feel weak. He himself trained my wolf, and not only this... he made sure that no one knew about my existence and my wolf. He is the one who told me about the legend of the white wolf, and he is the one who told me about the curse on us. Do you know that p

And to finish the rituals, they killed the witches who practised the sacrificial rituals. But that was not all. There were humans who worshipped Lucifer. And they kept the rituals alive. There are two types of sacrifices. One, that is done in the name of God. Those sacrifices are to keep this world alive. And only the animals were to sacrifice in the name of God. The second one was done in the name of Lucifer. Those sacrifices were to help Lucifer with his seeds of evil. As even Lucifer didn't have the power to grow something that big and stronger. He was not God. He was just a cunning fallen angel. Franklin didn't take longer to discover the power of the sacrificial rituals.

"The man you just married is the leader of a crime organization that is not a part of the code of the mafia. They kill and destroy as they wish. He's worse than Sergio. Far worse." My blood ran cold. "Wh-what?" "Didn't he tell you who he is?" "Luca Vallario, that's what he told me." She nodded, voice shaky with terror, "Yes, but to the rest of the world, he's known as Lucifero." Oh God. What had I done? "The man you married isn't just a monster; he's the Devil himself."

"The Lord Lucifer everyone is seeing now is much different two decades ago. He was ambitious and wanted to prove that he is not less than anyone. His ambitious nature made him blind for a few years. In those few years, every world out there has been subjected to his wrath. Underworld more than others. Archangel Michael protected the human world and the fairy goddess protected the fairy world. But Lord Haden was killed by Lord Lucifer along with his entire family. No one was left to protect the underworld from the wrath of Lord Lucifer. He killed so many people, its difficult to say whom came back with vengence. But his anger began to simmer when he met a woman. It is said that Lord Lucifer f