Lucifer The Devil Is A Part-timer Novels & Stories

“You know Abelard, Someday I’ll die, when that day comes. I’d like you to take my place, at least just for a moment. And I hope you can do everything better than me. And also I hope you…” “What?” “No, nothing. Just remember what I tell you just now. Cuz I don’t know how much longer I can live by your site.” “Hey, Don’t say that! You’re creeping me out!” “Every living thing would die someday. Why can’t I say that? Besides that Abelard, we are the devil hunter. We destroy the devil to protect humanity from their interference. In doing our work, of course, we risk our lives. So when will we die!? We can’t know that.”

I felt hot tears already about to stream down my eye lids, but I blinked it back in, “I am just very very stranded right now, which is a very terrible situation for someone who has just been stood up in a wedding dress in the church altar” He wanted to respond, but I needed to ask this before he changes the lines. “… can you give me a ride?” Their laughter carved into me instantly, it was more like a giggle, deliberately to send chills down my spine. Fuck! Why was it always the devils who wore the prettiest faces? Lucifer had been beautiful too and he had destroyed worlds with his smile. This is Lucifer and his demons. “What kind of ride,…” he asked then, approaching me and giving me this se

My entire body is a map of fire and pain. "I changed my mind," Lucia wheezes, her voice coming out in tiny, broken gasps. "He isn't a teacher. He is the actual devil."

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

"The devil was bored of being in hell so he came down to Earth for a vacay and settled in Los Angeles. He met Chloe Decker, a homicide detective when one of the people he did a favor for was killed. Lucifer was embracing Delilah when they got attacked. There were a lot of gunshots but none hit him. When the police came to the scene, he got interrogated and from there, he started working with Chloe. Lucifer can draw out people's desires which makes it easy to arrest criminals..." "Wait. So he's immortal?" She nodded. "A celestial being." "What other qualities does he have?" "The devil face, his wings, and his mojo." "You said that already." "Okay. He's vulnerable only when he's around Chloe."

They convince others to lead a good life, to be a kind person so the blessings would come their way, but they also know damn well that they are all sinners, hopeless romantic sinners and undeserving of anything. He threw the cigarette’s butt to the ground as he faced the priest, who is looking at the full moon. “Or, you can have the tea in my office. It would be a great honor to have you down there” Lucas answered and once again gave a smile to the priest and headed back to his home, six feet underground. July 19th, Domus Malum is closed. Lucas prepared himself to go out to have some fun, and when the devils are out for some fun, this fun means suffering for humans.

"I told you before I want nothing from you, but I will use you to get what I want." "You haven't answered me the main question. Who are you?" Dean asked with gritted teeth. Seriously his jaws were beginning to hurt by doing that. The mysterious man chuckled slightly and then walked behind Dean. "You can call me the devil or better still as Karma. I am your Karma Dean." "What are you talking about? What Karma are you speaking of?" "You've spent a lot of years Dean and still yet, you couldn't remember what you did." "I did a lot of things in the past which I am not sorry for and Karma doesn't work for me."

I watch with glee as blood the color of tar splatters everywhere. Without a thought, I move close to one of the hives and hover my hand over their bodies. The locusts move with my movements but do not attack. Curious, I try it several times with the same results. I’m so entranced by all of the death that I don’t realize Lucifer is behind me until he talks, “What the bloody hell is happening here?” Turning around, I look at him and sneer. I know that I shouldn’t be acting this way, but something inside me refuses to care. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t the devil.”