Married To The Devils Son Lucian Novels & Stories

He dropped the bottle then took a sip of his whiskey. "Father has sent for you" A deep masculine voice echoed in the room. "It must be urgent if he sent you to call me" Luciel finally turned around and moved towards his brother slowly. Luciel has 5 brothers and a sister, he is the second son of Lucifer. He has lived almost 500 years and has served his Father all those years in the underworld. He is known to be the only son who took the facial looks of the devil. Lucifer was so stunned when Luciel grew up to look so much like him, this made his refer to his as his favorite son. Luciel's older brother Lucas, has lived about 800 years and is the only son who has one of the 7 kingdoms of the dev

He completed his sentence and plopped down onto the sofa with a hectic look on his face. Avelina gazed at him, and with her hands balled into a tight fists, she pulled the door open. "I am not your wife, and never will I be!" She declared and stormed out of the room. Lucian pinched between his brows and lowered his head in deep stress. "What a headache!" He complained and lay down on the couch. ———- Across the long table, Lucian's father, Lehalt de' Cole, sat opposite a middle-aged man who appeared to be his age.

Return Of The Devils Son – Synopsis He is back! This time fiercer, faster and stronger, with only one thing in mind. Revenge! Prince of Darkness, Son of the Devil, Lucian is back and he has only one thing on his mind. Revenge! That’s until he meets her. A woman who entices him beyond reason, but who also claims to be his wife. Surrounded by dark secrets and powerful enemies Lucian must decide who to trust and who to destroy. After getting her heart broken once Klara vowed never to fall in love again. But when her brother tries to force her into a marriage and the annoying but wickedly handsome Roshan rescues her, things get difficult.

As they were lifted into the belly of the massive ship, Elara felt a momentary surge of relief—until she saw who was waiting on the hangar deck. The Ghost of the Past The hangar was filled with high-tech equipment, mismatched servers, and people in lab coats carrying tactical rifles. Standing at the center was a man with a prosthetic arm and a face scarred by chemical burns. "Elara," the man said, his voice a gravelly rasp. "You’ve been busy. I saw the news. You married the Devil’s son." "I married a man who is trying to kill the Devil, Silas," Elara said, stepping onto the deck. "This is Lucian. And these are the children."

"I don't know what kind of girl she is. I have never met her and Lucian strongly forbade us all from going to his wedding. And Dad also forbade us after hearing from Lucian. But I knew one of the guests who attended the wedding. That guest told me later that everyone was talking about Lucian's wife being an uneducated, ugly village girl. And the biggest thing was that Lucian's wife was Lucas' bastard child. Lucas' real daughter Natasha objected to marrying him after Lucian's accident, so Lucas brought their bastard child and married her to Lucian. I thought Lucian would object to the marriage when he found out that Lucas had changed his bride, but surprisingly Lucian didn't object and quietl

"My father sold his soul to the devil for power and vengeance for the death of his wife and unborn son Dante, killed by the witches," Lucifer said with a bitter smile, "But a few decades later, Dante would return to the kingdom all grown up," "But you just said he was killed by the witches before he was born," Alexa said with a look of intrigue. 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.

I repeated, this time a little more casually, like I hadn't just dropped a life-changing question in the middle of a Shourya-Liam gossip fest. Conrad raised a brow. "Like Lucian and Caelen?" I nodded. "They got married in Spain. Now they've got a kid and matching pajamas and a house with a yard. Imagine that. The Magnificent Devil with a white picket fence." Conrad laughed, shaking his head. "You're joking." "I'm not," I replied honestly, watching his reaction. "I mean, if someone like Lucian—The Mafia Lord—can settle down, why not me?"

His breath hit Alieana’s lips, who tilted her head slightly to look where she was standing when she saw the edge of the hill. “So, you are a Devil. I am in love with a devil, then!” Alieana pronounced. Lucian wondered how Alieana was not afraid of him. “I drink blood,” Lucian said as he nuzzled the scent of Alieana by getting closer to her neck. “Your scent is making me crazy. No one will know about your existence when you are dead. I only have to take away the memories of the people close to you and my work is done!” Lucian affirmed and kissed Alieana’s neck who gulped.

Nikolai must have said something to Lucian about me because Lucian glanced out the glass door with concern in his eyes. "Wonder what that's about?" Micah grunted then added, "I've never seen our father look like that." I glanced over at my father and saw him speaking with Faelon. My aunt's mouth was hanging open and Titus was scolding her when she started pointing to Lucian and laughing. I opened the patio door and went directly to Lucian's side. "What's going on?" I asked him quietly. "The devil's angel wishes to make you his mate!" Gloria bellowed rudely through her laughter and I growled at her. I threaded my arm through Lucian's and pulled him towards the patio.

Definitely. I slipped into my car, tossing my bag onto the passenger seat before heading toward Lilian’s office. As I drove through the city’s chaotic streets, my mind raced through everything I’d pieced together so far. Every lead, every dead end, all pointing to Luca Delvecchio. I needed a way into his world, and tonight was the first step. By the time I pulled up outside Lilian’s office, the sun was already setting, painting the city in gold and pink hues. She climbed into the passenger seat, tossing her bag in the back.