Lucifer Show Brother Novels & Stories

“What do you mean your wife, hold on, is that—” “Mind your word, Vegas, she's still my wife.” I said calmly as he rolled his eyes to the back. “She's been circling the idea for a week now I guess, and I think that show the other day made it easy for her to decide” I said, pausing briefly. “But I was lucky.” “Lucky how?” Vegas asked, tilting his head. “My brother,” I said, “He suggested something else. Something that I'm really sure would distract her mind and shift her Focus elsewhere while I figure out how to clean up my mess.”

"Not my brother-in-law. Yet. But yes. Safe travels, Lucy. She will be waiting." "How the fuck did you know that?" The Demon narrowed his dark gaze on his friend. Esme, despite the dire situation, giggled. "I am her brother, old man." Everyone grinned at Lucas's smug expression. Lucifer snorted. "I bet she didn't tell you about the time at the lake..." The Dragon growled in warning. "Too much information, you incorrigible devil. Just go." Esmeralda shooed him away, avoiding Lucas's overprotective wrath.

The shock, the disbelief, the anger—all of it came rushing back. "I can't believe this," Damon said quietly, "but when I got there… I saw you stab him with my own eyes, I tried to stop you but it didn't work. Fuck! So it all a lie? But how can our brother do this to us?." Lucifer slammed his fist against the table, the wood creaking under the force. "He wasn’t our brother, Damon. He was a monster who manipulated us, who tore our family apart for his own gain."

"Besides, I need to see him for myself. These are my siblings, even if we've never met." Throughout the packhouse, the other Alpha Heirs received Lucious's message with varying reactions. Knight immediately abandoned his breakfast, his protective instincts flaring as he headed toward the healing rooms. Drake and Adrian exchanged calculating glances before gathering the surveillance footage they'd been reviewing. Cage, who had been keeping watch over the still-sleeping Lucian, gently woke the boy with news that he would soon meet an older brother he never knew existed. "A brother?" Lucian asked sleepily, confusion evident in his young eyes. "But Tate is my only brother."

He might never accept me as he did before. Lucifer opens the back car door, and we both step out hesitantly while clinging to each other. "Just follow me, okay. I wasn't supposed to go retrieve my brother's mate today, but he needs her. His mating fever is kicking in," Lucifer says, speaking directly to Other-Amber as if I don't even exist.

Yes, the others had guarded the kingdom for centuries but my father only listened to my words. "You should be thanking Lucifer. It's because of him, we came to know about it when we still have time. I have not told anything to our father. But you know well, rumors travel faster than a shooting star. They strick the surface like a meteor and destroy everything." He replied and I finally looked up at him. He was the oldest brother and he treated Lucifer as he treats all the other siblings. But it was unlike him when he mentioned me thanking Lucifer twice. It was no coincidence. But I was not sure why he mentioned that same sentence twice.

“Shut your mouth, BITCH! This has nothing to do with you.” Lucian forces my dagger hand downward with ease. It hits the ground with a dull clatter. “There’s no version of this,” he says coldly, “where I throw my brother away because of you.” The words hit me like a slap. Brother. Right. Two guards appear in the doorway. Big ones. The type who could drag a bull by its horns and not break a sweat. “No…” I whisper, stepping back but Lucian holds me in place. My eyes burn as fury floods my veins. “You sick, ungrateful piece of—”

Then, finally— Lucifer sighed. “Fine,” he muttered, waving a hand as though granting a trivial request. “Some months ago…” He shifted slightly, resting his chin on his knuckles again. “Your brother decided to visit the human world.” He scoffed lightly. “I suppose he wanted to check in on you… and the things you’re so clearly enjoying there.” Lucas’s entire body stilled. Not visibly. But something inside him sharpened. Hell had five sons. The Five Deadly Sins. Born of Hell itself.

"You're nothing compared to your sister. We tortured her for two days and she never said a word about you. Not that we needed her to." He paused. "Thanks for taking care of my sister all these years. Now you can join your sister and your parents." The second Adrian finished speaking, he raised the knife and drove it straight toward Ethan's heart. "Freeze! Hands up!" Lucian burst through the door with his pack members. Adrian sneered but didn't stop. Lucian kicked the knife out of his hand, and it clattered to the floor. But Adrian was fast—he grabbed Ethan and pressed another blade against his throat. "Back off or I'll kill him."

"You know I love you." She laughed—a sharp, sarcastic sound. "You’re unbelievable." Tears were already forming in my eyes. "Anabel, please…" "Linda! You promised me," she said. Her voice was shaking now. "You promised we would never let a man destroy what we have," she continued. "We made that promise to each other, Linda. And now you’re dating my brother." "I’m sorry. I didn’t plan this," I said through tears. "You’re being selfish." The word hurt more than I expected.