Lucifer Stare Novels & Stories

Always Lucien. My fingers curled into fists beneath the table, nails digging into my palms. "We have no choice. They are both hurting my father. The more time passes, the weaker he gets. They need to make sacrifices, just as he has. If we don’t act now, it will be too late, and I—" My voice faltered, just for a moment. "I can’t lose him too." Calum nodded. Marty as well. But Azriel? He merely studied me, his gaze sharp, unreadable. Like he was dissecting my words, searching for something beneath them.

When I turned my gaze around there I saw Saint carrying his sword as he pointed it at the window of the room where Lucifer was now sitting. Compared to his serious face a while ago, he is grinning again now. That seems like the only intention is to play. "Pity, if you had slept more for a few seconds I would have caught you. The body you're with would have died and you could do nothing but come with me. It's really unfortunate." He complained, cause of my sudden widen eyes. So, if I stay longer in that dream he will he take me? Very cunning indeed. "Lucifer Morningstar I orders you to leave my house now!" Saint's voice was full of anger that it suddenly reminded me of his face that I had wit

Call it the attachment or some magnetic pull his legs moved at his own. His mind screaming 'Denger! but the voices left ignored. And before he reach them he was pulled back harshly. A faint gasped left his mouth by the force. It was so soft, allmost inaudible. A hand grabbing his wrist with iron grip. He looked up only for his soul to leave his body. Stood before him towering over Mark. A deadly glare dancing his eyes, his lips giving a maddening smirk . With the corner of his eyes he saw Luciano looking at him aswell, but made no afford to stop his friend . To Arrogant to help him, or rather pleased by the scene.

No matter what happens, I don't want them to get involved. Lucille Damian is my official name in the company. Some people look up to me and fear me. For a few months, I learnt how to be Lucille Damian, and for a few years, I was Lucille Santos. Since the attorney has entered my life, she has shown me who and what I truly am. I am Damian's heir, but no one knows I'm still alive. After all, the public knows me as Lucille, the faceless woman. All of my staff were forbidden from exposing what they believed I looked like as Lucille Damian. They had no right to harm me.

The dark stain of my curse peeked out from the hem of my gloves. With a deep breath, I gathered myself. Today, I had to face them—not just my pack but others from neighbouring territories, each one curious or fearful of the Luna of Death. I exited my quarters, a dark spectre in the hauntingly silent corridor, and made my way to the clearing where Father's body awaited its final rest.

Lucifer managed to have a variety Clinic and he also visits Mariveles for people who have mental problems. "It's still not obvious to you that you're a Doctor!" Michael replied. Lucy just smiled while shopping for a Leather Jacket. "WAAA SI LUCIFER!" Exclamation of some young people who are also shopping at the Baguio Night Market. "The king of Hell will rock your world!" Phoenix exclaimed. This is what Lucy always says whenever their concert starts. Some young people approached them and took pictures, Lucy backed away slightly because she accidentally hit a woman's chest. "I'm sorry" Lucy said. "NO JUST OKAY!" He said this and clung to her even more.

That led to extinction of the wild creatures. "That can't be true, royalties are the only ones who are able to read that, Sylvia." Bella utters with confusion marked at her face. "They're the Lycans" I said with my low voice slowly stroking the book. I got so intrigued that I wanted to know more information about them.

"Ouch!! Are you saying I'm sweet?" "Gosh!! Who gave you sweetness,you're horrible than vinegar" "But I saw you staring" "Staring at what?" "You knew what you were staring at" "I was only looking at your ugly black jacket scaring the shit out of me" "Ah!! Caught you!! You were staring at my cute face" "No way,you're worse than the devil,lucifer is better than you" "Ouch I'm jealous,Lucifer has taken my place,maybe I should undergo tutorials from him"

I felt his stare even though I didn't dare to look at him. A part of me wanted to crawl into a ball and cry myself to sleep. While the other part of me wanted to challenge him. To show him that I'm more than just a girl with a feisty personality trait. "Look at me," Saint demands, his low voice leaving trails of goosebumps on my skin. I slowly lift my gaze and once again meet those intimidating eyes. He stared down at me like a lion lurking on his prey in the wild. Ready to attack. "Leave," Lucifer orders his eyes still fixed on me.

"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