Overlord Lucifer Novels & Stories

Lucy, one of the girls who lived in the home and one of my only friends asked and I offered her a small smile. I wondered how she always managed to stay cheery all the time in this dreadful place. She was an orphan like myself but she was yet to perform the coming of age ritual as she wasn’t nineteen yet. I wondered if she would still have such a cheery attitude if she ended up being a white omega wolf like myself. “Yeah. Thank you for asking.” My voice betrayed the words that came out of my throat and the look of pity that flashed in Lucy’s eyes made my eyes full with tears again.

His nail tapping on the window. “Get lost, mate. I’m not interested.” Lucifer laughs. “Oliver, right? Sam sent me.” He looks towards Lucifer confused. His hand moves to lock the door. "Now, why would you do that? It just pissed me right off.” Moving, he grabs the door, pulling it as it snaps from the frame of the van. His hands throw it across the dock. “Come on then!” Oliver moves, pulling out a knife, Lucifer laughing slightly. “Tell you what, I will give you the first swing, stab, whichever you prefer, go ahead.” Oliver looks at him. “Or would you rather have a head start at running away before I kill you?” Lucifer steps back, his eyes fixed on Oliver as he sits shaking.

"The man you just married is the leader of a crime organization that is not a part of the code of the mafia. They kill and destroy as they wish. He's worse than Sergio. Far worse." My blood ran cold. "Wh-what?" "Didn't he tell you who he is?" "Luca Vallario, that's what he told me." She nodded, voice shaky with terror, "Yes, but to the rest of the world, he's known as Lucifero." Oh God. What had I done? "The man you married isn't just a monster; he's the Devil himself."

A heavy silence followed, broken only by the crackling of flames that seemed to grow louder, as if the realm itself disapproved. A deep voice rumbled from the shadows, silencing all murmurs. It was Belpharion, the eldest of the council and the most feared among them. "Do you think anyone can take his place?" he asked, his tone laced with cold menace. "Lucifer is not just our king. He is the essence of Hell itself. To speak of his replacement is to court annihilation."

It was Aragon. The oldest elder in the royal house, a millennial old werewolf. A member of the council, a former Zeta and War general in his time, and a descendant of one of the founding fathers of plane Weode. A man full of wisdom. He had just taken notice of their presence when his eyes rolled back in his head. "Give him to me," he heard the elder's voice say. Then he felt his body being lifted from the ground and frail hands that were old and wrinkly snuggled around him. Unexpectedly, sharp fangs sank into his neck, and hot pain jolted through his body.

She looked down, and I noticed she was nervous. "She is an Omega, for fuck's sake; tone down the anger," I warned him because I could see how uneasy Emma was. "What is with you that makes every man lose their head over you?" He asked Emma, and she remained mute, eyes trained on the floor. "You pay me four million, and she is yours. I own her, so you have to pay her bride price to me," He said to me, smiling. He was trying to make her expensive, so I would walk away, and he would get to keep her, just as he did to Tomas. But I wasn't Tomas. I am Luca. The head of the Alessandro household, the Alpha of alphas and the boss of the Mafia. I do not get discouraged or scared easily. I want her out

I must do his biddings unless I would be left to die and be lost forever in the sands of time. He wanted the throne for his family, he wanted the throne as his family's heritage not that of his brother and his hate grew more vile when Orpheus was more revered. His wish was to have me create an untraceable portal from the human world that would lead to the underworld and that was only possible by my powers. I had one target and that was Lucinda Orlok. "Welcome to the Trenton's Bar, a place were desires are met!!" Stefan mumbled, wearing a broad and mischievous grin on his face.

"Your fathers name is Lucien Mount your mothers name is Silvia Dawson, and instead of playing twenty-one questions won't you please allow me to tell you what I know. If you have any questions when i'm finished, I will try my best to answer them." She simply nodded in agreement. He explained that she was special, one of a kind that her birth was a dark blessing. She shifted her weight uneasy at hearing that she was a dark blessing but, she continued to listen. Her father was the first of the demon lords. He was sent from hell to bare a child that would be Lucifiers secret weapon in bringing forth the apocalypse. He forced himself onto an unwilling woman, and because the conception was n

They were arrogant as heck. The Orlih (The devils) This clan composed of the devils, underground spirits, and their King, Lucifer. This group were the most dangerous because their powers were uncontrollable. The devils were able to control other shifters, and the humans through their eyes and they were all controlled by Lucifer. He was the second most powerful shifter after the Phetath. Lucifer and Phetath were, even more, stronger than the elders which made them the deadliest shifters to ever exist.