Lucifers Daughter Novels & Stories

- Nadir said with a broad smile. - Tell me exactly what happened when we lost contact with you during the ritual.- Miguel sat down on the couch with Nadir, looking at her expectantly. - Well...- Nadir began her story.- First of all, you lost contact with me because I turned into a Fallen Angel and you asked for contact with a succubus. Then I wanted to tear Samael apart for this story with you, but Lilith suddenly appeared...- she paused, but soon started talking again.- And she told me who I really am, just the daughter of Lilith and Lucifer, kind of like a Princess of Hell. Lilith wanted me to rule with my father, but I preferred to come back to you.... She respected my decision because is

It was the final act of his blasphemy. “Help me, Dad. “ she asked, and it wasn't God she was referring to. He listened, and the ground shuddered again. Much faster than the heavenly dogs, Lucifer personally came to his rescue, because he knew who his first daughter was and what she was capable of. And he didn't make her go back to hell, he didn't leave her helpless and powerless. On the contrary, he reaped his immortal life like a snap of his fingers and threw Arianna's soul into the wind, so that she would reincarnate and again could return to hell when she was ready to reign for another century.

He had saved my life more than once, even after I had chosen another over him, and now he had brought back Lucas to me. “Ben is dead.” Lucas spoke. His voice crossed between anger and sympathy. He knew that Ben had been my only friend for a very long time. Lucas stroked my hair gentle as if to comfort. “I figured,” I said after a while. “He was not the man I thought he was, none of them were.” Sadness leaked out of me as I told Lucas of everything he had missed in the last day. It came as no surprise to him that Lucifer was dead, or that it had been Darren who had let Lucifer in to take him, but to find out that I was in fact the daughter of Oona and Lucien did. He had no idea of the history

The doubt crept into her expression as she considered whether she would believe his story, had she not already witnessed Lucian shift into a towering eight-foot, wolf-like humanoid beast. "He was, but for some unexplainable reason, he returned from hell and started killing and hunting down every Lycan," Lucifer paused, "My father was eventually defeated and sealed by Dante and buried in the deepest parts of the ocean, but thousands of years later, he was released by a powerful witch who fell in love with him and bore him two children, Lucian and I,"

And the second child—the boy—had not let out a Sovereign’s Howl. This was wrong. His fingers twitched around the newborn boy in his arms. He barely registered the soft, struggling breaths of the infant—his son—because his mind was still reeling from the daughter that came first. He turned toward the still, pale woman on the bed, his chest aching. Lillith had named her before she died. Cinder. The name burned in his mind, filling him with an inexplicable rage. Twins? He could accept. A female Alpha? The Moon Goddess did not choose females. She never had.

She mocked Amaya. "Don't call me your friend and I am not your friend." Amaya said, still tightly her fist. "I brought you to the River of Darkness, I took your worthless self inside the River of Darkness. Without me, you or your powers wouldn't penetrate inside it and doing all of that you dare tell me that I am not important?" She added and suddenly her angry expression on her face was slowly replaced by a grin. "You are the blind one Hydra but I won't kill you because with the snap of my fingers, you would be a dead meat after all I am the daughter of Lucifer."

He is the Aslanov, son of Don Zagreus but his wife, Lady Katyusha acted more like an Aslanov than him. The maidservant of the family came in without saying a word and cleaned up the mess. "I was just surprised," Lucian responded with a slight frown. He knows that Yelena is his daughter and he is aware Mort hunt her down right now. Even if he wants to plead with Mort to spare his daughter's life, Lucian knows that Underground Beast is unstoppable and will eliminate anyone in his way mercilessly. He will listen to no one. "That's new." Lady Katyusha laughed and shifted her gaze to Don Zagreus.

He looked back at his beautiful angel, knowing this would be the last time he would see her, he helped her to her feet, pulled her close to him and kissed her. “I love you, I love you more than life itself.” He told her and handed her hand to Pride making sure he would not hurt her. “How sweet.” Lucifer said, gagging at what he just witnessed. “Do whatever to me, I don’t care.” Daniel started. But Lucifer had other plans. “No, I won’t do anything to you. You will stay chained, and no one will touch you. Instead they will all be torturing and tormenting Elizabeth.” “What?” Daniel started. “Your own daughter. You would torture your own daughter? What kind of father are you?”

Lucy moaned against my lips as we kissed passionately at the fire exit of the building, where Amara’s party was in full swing. It was just eight in the evening. Lucy and I just came back from upstairs after we put our little girl to bed because she fell asleep in my arms. Luciana Aila, or Lily. Our five-year-old daughter. The one we conceived in the underworld. The Underworld Princess of Mischief. My hand landed on Lucy’s ass and I squeezed it hard before I felt a presence behind me, as Lucy did. We immediately untangled ourselves from each other and turned our bodies around, where we saw Amara standing a few feet away, looking at us.

" You already believe what you want to believe. Will it make any difference if I tell you the truth all over again? You are deaf, dumb and blind. " The woman was still persistent. " But who are you? " She begged again. " Oh, don't you know me already. Did you just not introduce me to your daughter as the Daughter of the Damned? " With another wave, she left the room as it was again engulfed in darkness. The only thing left behind was the tingling sensation of sprinkled stardust.