Scythe Lucifer Novels & Stories

"His corpse doesn’t matter, pretty boy. His soul will do just fine. But that's none of your damn business, Nightshade. Let's just say daddy dearest and I have our reasons." "Ah, family affairs," Sebastian mused, taking a step closer. I could smell his intoxicating scent - a mix of sandalwood and something uniquely... him. "Perhaps we could come to an arrangement?" I barked out a laugh. "What, you want me to go against Lucifer’s wishes? Not a chance in Hell, pretty boy." Sebastian's eyes glinted with mischief. "Come now, Luella. Surely there's room for... negotiation?" "Not this time, Sebastian. Azazel dies, end of story. If you’re lucky, I’ll let you interrogate him before I kill him. If you

Jayden looked at Luke and said, “I was just going through these old files before burning these are mostly solved cases.” Luke looked at the papers and his fell on a page, and he picked it up, “Who's he?” Jayden looked at the photos and sighed before he said, “Donald Hughes, a very brutal tyrant and cruel alpha, he was one most brutal and extremist person. “What’s his story?” Luke asked as he looked at the photo and Jayden replied, “He was a tyrant, he would torture and abuse his own pack and even terrorize other small packs. He used to sell the omegas of his own pack; he was basically involved in supernatural trafficking, sex trafficking, human trafficking and a lot of horrible things. And t

Tyrel stared openly, his grip tightening around his knives. “Sweetheart. Your Alpha just went from terrifying wolf to… celestial war deity.” Caius spoke. Gluttony let out a low whistle. “Well,” he said casually, though his wings twitched with excitement, “someone’s showing off.” Lucifer, however, did not speak. The massive Lycan watched Allistair carefully, crimson eyes narrowing slightly. Morgan and Lucian stirred within his mind. Lucian chuckled softly. “Oh I like this version.” Morgan’s voice was quieter, thoughtful. “Even if we saw it already, he’s still gorgeous as fuck..”

Lucifer sends a ray of fire to Lilith, but her punishment was to never die as long as she was there, so the ray opens and doesn't reach her. - Luci, Luci, you should know that you are powerless against me. Laughing, she turns her back and leaves. Lucifer screams, and everything in the room, even his throne, turns to dust. While this was happening, the mere millisecond that Locifron faltered was enough for Ryan to find Locifron's soul trapped in the far reaches of his mind, trapped and asleep. Now Ryan knew there was a chance of having Lucifron back.

“You’re not lying. Then why was the human interested in her?” “They were old friends,” he simply told him. “He didn’t take no for an answer.” Lucifer shook his head. Lowered his sword to the growed, as he looked to be in thought. “How did she set all those souls out of the graveyard?” “She is a Spirit Walker,” he answered. Lucifer whistled, “Damn, I wasn’t going to win. Was I?” With a final look around. He turned at his hips and he was gone. In puff of smoke.

“There is a reason you were chosen Aurora. You are the first descendant of the vampire and Scythian race. You are a child of the earth, of the heavens, and of human blood. Your ability to connect with the energy of the universe is stronger than any other creature on this planet. Pray and God will hear you. Ask and you shall receive.” Aurora stared at Lucius. She would ask God to sanction the battle? And He would hear her? “If Aurora asks God to sanction the battle and He gives her His blessing, the sword becomes active? I can kill Lucifer with it?” Gabriel asked. “That’s right.” “And if I kill Lucifer the rest fall?” Again, Lucius nodded. “And this Melloch character, the one who was supposed

At no time did he have any thoughts of revenge. "What are you waiting for? Smother him with the pillow," whispered Lucifer, with a wicked laugh. "What?," Replied Jonah in surprise and then added" I won't do that, I don't want to. "All right, I will take revenge for you," said Lucifer calmly. He thundered his fingers, and Alfredo woke up startled. He did not even see Lucifer because his eyes were focused on Jonah, the deformed boy he had killed. Lucifer moved his hand to hit the wall and stood in front of him, poking his heart out. All this before the astonished look of Jonah.

Lucifer whined. "I want him to die in my hands; the victory is mine!" Lucinda exclaimed. "That isn’t a big deal; we just need to kill him, that’s all. It doesn’t matter who does it. Go!" Lucifer waved his hand, making both of them disappear into thin air. They both landed on the floor of the office. Lucinda grunted and sat up on the floor. She walked over to Ralph’s desk and removed all the things from it. She lifted him in her strong arms and placed him on top of his desk. She placed her hand on his nose, feeling his breath hit her hand.

"Where have you been?" Sweet is my best friend and she is also the secretary of Lucifer himself, and she refuses to tell us how he looks until he reveals himself to us. All we know is that he is not an old man, that is overweight and has a lot of cats. Nope, he was fairly young, in the late twenties and Sweet confirmed he turned twenty-seven this year but no one knew when. Sweet gave us bits of information but most of the time she was selfish. "Relax, Sweety. He isn't here yet." I said calmly and continued what I was busy with.

Perhaps if he had his full power, he’ll kill this creature. His mind drifted to the sword that served as his companion for a while back in heaven. Where was it? Surely such a weapon cannot be left in the hands of Michael, he wouldn’t be that stupid. He knew that the sword must have been locked up in the heavens. As he thought of these things, he almost missed the creature lying under the shade of a tree. He stayed on the ground for a while then slowly he closed his eyes. Lucifer was confused as were the others. What was he doing this time? Was he dead? Why was he not turning to golden dusts?