Novel & Cerita Lucifer Stare

The thought of Lucian's face when the spell wore off and realised that he had killed the love of his life with his own hands gave Lucifer satisfaction. Another minion, cloaked in tattered robes, hesitated, his eyes flicking nervously to the twisted figure of Lucian standing motionless, his gaze unblinking, burning with malevolent intent. “But what if Lucian does remember? The power of his love for Stella could undo the spell. His attachment to her might...”

' Lucifer looked down at his next target with a malicious stare. Lucifer bulleted towards Fenral, who had just realized that Garuuk must have died. The lycan transformed into a thin wolf and ordered his team to run. Lucifer's shadow getting closer sent waves of terror throughout his body. Lucifer was going to save Fenral for after he helped Kahvis, or he was, until the lycan was nice enough to show themselves. Lucifer sped himself up with flames to get in front of the pack while slowly covering himself in a sphere of fire. Once he was a good distance ahead he launched downwards into the group, creating a large explosion as he landed.

Her eyes are yellow and possess a look of rage. Her voice echoes with every word she speaks. The radio-like device burst into flames at Lucifer's glare. “Your sacrifice is accepted,” Lucifer waves his hand and the neck of his servant breaks. The satanic witch falls as he walks down the altar. Dracula glances at his father. His arduous presence threatens the courageous stand of this assemble. Lucas cries as he lies beside his brother's corpse. Elena stares in tears and fear.

The pleasure was long gone replaced with agonizing pain in my beating nonsensical heart. He stopped what he was doing and tilted my head back as his punishing gaze pierced my soul like he was cutting me with hot metal. His eyes fell on my mouth as he sighed. His blue eyes shined with darkness. "If marrying you will lock all the possible thoughts of escape from your mind then I'll do exactly that. You are mine and I intended to show you how much of you belongs to me." Lucifer Ximen Celeste's voice was as hard as the glint of malevolence in his metallic gaze and once again I found myself paralyzed, terrified yet unable to push him away.

Scar said and vixen rolled her eyes. "Whatever!" "Am I the only one staying back!" Lila groaned as she pouted. "You're to watch over the clan baby girl!" Scar said and she sighed. ★ TORTURE ROOM* Lucifer walked into the torture room with a hardened expression. He faced the mobster then the bodies in front of him. He just actually heard that the three dropped dead already. His blood boiled as he faced the mobsters who were already shaking in fear. One of them was already peeing as they shivered vigorously.

" he scowls. "I know dad but he can't use THE RED MOON POWERS against his love." she chuckled, "love??" he frowned. "Yes, love, dad..., I am not that much stupid, that you think...Marcus is madly in love with me," she kept pushing his wheelchair slowly waving and smiling at the guest... Lucifer arrogantly walking down the aisle with his family. His royal attire and ruthless glare exposing him is an evil heart. three of them finally reached the centre of the stage waving and greeting their guests.

Raden paused looking up from his bowed head. “Where is this experimental weapon now?” Lucifer replied with his head to the side almost in disbelief. “We are searching the four corners of the Earth”.... “I suppose, if you want something done..” Lucifer casually walked out the door before finishing his sentence. “You’ve got to do it yourself”

Of course it hurts excruciatingly. Even though Uncle Austin is no longer young and has some wrinkles on his skin, he is still very strong. Even for fights he still often wins. Anne and Jane haven't reacted much, they just closed their eyes and grimaced in pain. This is not bad, because they still have 9 lashes left. "Reflect on your mistakes!" Adam exclaimed. "We understand. Forgive us, Lord. " Answered Anne and Jane simultaneously, but were reluctant to open their eyes.

“My apologies, sir, but I am spoken for.” “Your mind might change after a night with me,” replied the incubus, reeking of lust. “Come now, surely you—” “Sir, please go. I am married.” “I understand, but surely a lady of your exceptional attributes deserves—” “Deserves what, exactly?” asked Salem, appearing behind the incubus. The incubus’s expression turned grave, and he spun around. “L-L-Lord Sotirios!” he stammered. “Forgive me, I didn’t—”