Novel & Cerita Lucifer's Daughter Bible

Hera Lucifer lunged towards me, his eyes red and black seeping down his eyes like cobwebs. Looking at my beloved daughter one more time, I covered myself with my arm, blinking twice to end the apparition. I fell from the table I stood on, my loving mate, Michael, catching me in his arms.

Everyone was silent, and I knew they could see how pissed and tormented I was about the situation, so they said nothing more to me. Cedella cleaned her throat as she continued. "Well, when Lucifer figured out the portal ruby didn't work, he was at the entrance of the Dragon Flame Summit. They both were captured by the guards and brought before the King. But my mother was already there waiting for them. Lucifer's memories of me were wiped, and he was banished back to the earthly realms, and I was left alone and pregnant," Cedella sighed. "So your daughter is also Lucifer's daughter?" Isis knew the answer, but she still needed to ask.

At first, Lucius tensed, but a moment later, he relaxed, as if he was melting at my touch. “That I can do,” he breathed out. “The story of my mother is yet another link in the messed-up story of the bloodlines. My father kept insisting we were cursed by the Moon Goddess herself hence why we started disappearing. Eden, that monster you saw the other day is Xabat. If you haven’t managed to put the pieces together yet, he is my Lycan. The last of the kind. A walking legend, the last link connecting the past to today.”

A scream of terror tore from the woman's throat, and she collapsed onto the bed, succumbing to the overwhelming horror before her. "Come to me, my bride," Lucifer, in his rumbling voice, claimed the baby from the bed. It was a girl, still stained with her birth's crimson essence. He entrusted the child to his devoted female servant, and together they departed, descending into the depths of the realm of darkness—Hell itself.

Lily lay so still against the crisp white sheets, her small chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. I moved to her bedside on silent feet, not wanting to disturb the precious rest she so desperately needed. My fingers trembled as I reached out to brush a stray curl from her forehead, her skin was so cool beneath my touch. *What a pity soul,* I thought, the words catching in my throat like a sob. I don't want to lose my daughter. I don't want her to suffer. I don't want her to die. And Marcus, where was Marcus when our daughter needed him most? The thought brought a fresh wave of anger, hot and sharp. While I sat vigil beside our dying child, he was probably somewhere else which I

“I don’t care if you want him dead. Hell, I don’t blame you for it. But just this once—this one time, I need you to put it down.” He leaned forward, his voice like ice. “Because I can’t do this alone.” The room went quiet again and they exchanged glances. “It’s my wife,” Lucifer went on, his voice roughening at the last word. “Her life is on the line. This is complicated, and I don’t have time to explain it all. No questions.” He looked straight at Giovanni, then back at his men. “But she’s his daughter. And she needs to stay alive.” For a long while, no one moved. The men sat frozen, their eyes darting between Lucifer and Giovanni, as they tried to piece it together, but they didn't dare as

I jumped back a bit when Lucifer appeared suddenly next to both of us. "Cyra must mate with Seraph or hell is coming to earth. You must encourage him to um, to take her innocence and Grace can't interfere," he told me frantically and I rolled my eyes and cursed. "I'm supposed to pimp out my own flesh and blood because your dad said too. What the actual fuck. Why not offer him your daughter," I growled angrily and Lucifer slammed the table with both his fists. I closed my mouth abruptly and really looked at Lucifer and could see he was pretty shook by something that he must have been told by his father.

“Can’t we all just be friends and stop fighting?” Lucifer almost couldn’t maintain the smile on his face. “I’m not fighting.” “But I can feel that you’re not happy.” Irene hopped down the chair and then climbed up Lucifer’s leg. “Don’t be unhappy, okay? Daddy? Don’t fight with Mommy.” Conrad greeted his teeth. He was so envious of Lucifer! That was his daughter! She was his little one!

She was not casted out unlike him and his other dem He sent her there so she could bring him information about the sub-gods, most especially Alocaus. But Vakiba, Lucifer's daughter, did the opposite. The first time she laid eyes on Alocaus, she instantly fell in love. It couldn't be denied that Alocaus was a handsome man. Both females and males could attest to it. That's why it's no surprise that Vakiba fell madly in love with

She narrowed her eyes at him before responding,"And isn't it a surprise that Winchester demigod was found drunk in someone's backyard, and got saved by a girl who he tortured sometime ago, and probably is getting one of the worst hangovers ever?!" She gave him a very evil smile. "You are Jezebel, Eve, Delilah, Heriodias, and Lucifer's daughter all in one. Thanks for last night anyways. I must have been a mess." "You know even a name from the Bible?" She asked, in mock pretense. "Who would've thought? You're welcome by the way. I gotta go now." She was up from the bed in a second, and in the bathroom packing her stuff in the next.