Married To The Devils Son Lucian Novels & Stories

They had been anticipating their mates for a long time but now that he has found him, he didn't understand why it had to be extremely complicated. Zendaya was Lucian's wife and their union was a sign of peace between both Lycans had vampires and it will be difficult for her to be his, he knew it too well. Lucian disengaged from the hug, smiling but Marcus was not. He kept a straight face. "There's more Lucian." His voice was low and he looked serious. Lucian stopped laughing and looked at him, an action that meant he was listening. "I have marked her."

So I could open up to her too. “Can I ask you some questions?” I kicked a small stone on the ground. “Sure.” Stephanie said with a beautiful smile. “Who is Lucian? How do you know him?” Stephanie took a last lick of the ice cream and threw it away. “To many, Lucian is a devil. To some, he is powerful and ruthless. To me, Lucian is a calm, calculative, and straightforward man.” Calm huh? “You and Marcus are married?” I asked again.

Sylvania took a deep sorrow breath, and she couldn’t believe what she had found out. Tears formed in her eyes as she had finally seen Coco, but didn’t know how she was to get him back. The truth had cut through her like glass; all along, she was playing with the devil…Lucian. The man who had smiled at her, who had touched her hand so gently, was the same man who had destroyed her wedding.

"You're watching her again." Lucian didn't respond. His eyes stayed on the closed door. "She's different," Matteo said quietly. "You know it." Lucian set his pen down. "Different doesn't mean safe." But even as he said it, his mind betrayed him. The sound of her voice, the fire in her eyes-they'd already begun to haunt him. And deep down, Lucian Moretti, the Devil of New York, knew one truth he could never admit. He wasn't the only one in control anymore.

“We wouldn't be able to, at least not now. But things will soon change. But you're right about one thing.” “Which?” Lara asked. “I am the strongest werewolf to ever live, but that's still not enough to take down the devil of a man,” Lucian said without waiting for her reply. He continued walking up to the staircase leading to his room. [ Clara's Dream ] “Cursed child…. Daughter of the devil…. She wolf,” the voice whispered menacingly, causing Clara's heart to race with fear.

Laura demanded. "He’s Emily’s abuser," Lucian answered, scooping Emily up and standing up. "Y-You invited him?" Emily asked in a faint voice, her heart seemed to be ripped apart thinking that her mate lured the devil into the territory. "Y-You know…" she trailed off, unable to finish her words as Lucian hushed her with a kiss on her forehead. "Hush now," Lucian whispered to her. "I’m here. He’s not going to hurt you anymore."

Eleanor mouthed, looking away while they approached the stairs which would lead them to the living room. "But why did you ask?" Amaya curiously asked. Eleanor simply shrugged "Nothing, just asking!" She answered. Of course, there was no way she could tell the girls that there was a kid in the Devil's room. She's not even sure if it's the king's son, but there's a possibility that the little boy could be since his body was badly burnt. Reaching downstairs, Eleanor and her best friends came upon the ladies in the living room —the mistress and her guest.

{3 days later} It's has been three fucking days since I've seen My fire, I missed her so much and I know lilly is so happy about this i don't give two ducks about her right now. "Anthony, let's get married". " I can't get married because I'm married to sapphire". "Then divorce her". "Lilly get out,Don't make me lose my temper". " Okay, I'm sorry". I wanted to go to the kitchen just to stuff my mouth, I was passing when I heard Lilly talking to someone with so much hatred as I eavesdropped in her conversation. "I don't give two fucks about her? You must kill her in the most toturing her like let her beg for her life then kill her before Anthony knows".

“Katarina wasn’t used to being truly cared for, Lauren. Her relationships had always been transactional, a way for her to gain power or status. But Damien… he saw through that. He saw her for who she was, and he loved her anyway.” I felt a pang in my chest, a mixture of jealousy and pity. Damien had loved her, truly loved her, and yet she had betrayed him. But why? “And then what happened?” I asked, my voice softer now. The man’s expression darkened, and he looked away, as if the memory was too painful to face head-on. “She got involved with people she shouldn’t have. Dangerous people. Matteo and his brother Santino were just the tip of the iceberg.”

Me dying in his arms while he screamed my name. I gasped and my knees buckled. Lucian held me tighter so I wouldn’t fall. “Stop it!” I cried out. Tears were already burning my eyes. Yapper stepped closer, still holding Lucifer’s chain like a leash. “You loved me once,” he said softly. “You begged me to marry you. You gave me three sons. And then this bastard—” he kicked Lucifer hard in the stomach, making him cough blood, “—dragged me back to hell while your body was still warm in my arms.”