Novel & Cerita Scythe Lucifer

I didn't want to be his next broken toy. ​Lucifer reached out and gently rubbed my cheek with his thumb. His skin was warm, but it made me feel sick. ​"No, you are wrong, Lilith," he said firmly. "You are special. You are not like any other woman I have ever met. I could never get bored of you." ​Suddenly, a deep, strong voice came from the doorway. ​"Father." ​Lucifer stopped touching my face. We both turned to see a young man standing there. It was Dracula, Lucifer’s second son.

I wouldn't want to put Jenny aside. "I guessed I should continue the journey myself... ********************************************** Lucifer's POV He had sat on his clutched black car to come to break into my business again, but I prowled him with some of my men. Unfortunately for him, I had new intentions. I knew that would be my last scene with him on earth. He might be persistent on earth, but...I was sure... vampires didn't exist below that huge tree outside the underworld when I thought of it. I turned to look at my divine blade. "She wasn't a human again, she was an angel even though she wasn't like me" I sighed.

"You don't know how it hurt me to see others touch you. Touching what is mine and I am going to kill Storm the number of times he has slept with you." "Whatever it is you do just know that My Storm will win over you, again and again. You will lose this time Fred. You will lose this battle." "You think? I was just waiting for the right time, the right moment for Dean to get out of the way," he said with a chuckled and then he suddenly let go of Kira, joining his middle and thumb finger to create a sound, all the undead armies began writhing in pain and falling down to the ground one after the other. Heaving out a loud sigh. "I have been playing for too long sweetheart, it's time to get seriou

He held it in his hands as his black wings emerged out from his back and spread themselves. He shone bright as he held his scythe in his hands. Everyone looked at him. Kurosava couldn't open his eyes anymore.Lucas raised his scythe and sliced his body in two halves. He fell on the ground as he stared at Ethan. Ethan looked back at him. Lucus rose higher towards the moon as the scythe shone black-- turning into a spear and he flew towards Kurosava at full speed. He smirked as he took out a knife and pointed it towards the speeding up angel of death.

His dark navy eyes were in disturbance as Lucifer raised up his sword. “I am the God of Destruction,” Lucifer hissed. “And it is this day I end you.” Pushing the blade deep within Kronos’ chest, black tar covered the sword. Lucifer wasn’t satisfied and raised his sword again to plummet it into his head. The crack of bone had Parisa whine from afar, Hades holding his mate tightly.

The woman questioned. "They're havin' an argument. Just let them get it out of their systems." Peter told the woman. Death tightened the grip around his scythe. He spun the weapon around his head fast enough to generate a wind current. ["You've done better than usual"] He complimented. Lucifer knew what Death was doing. 'Any fire that touches his scythe will be negated. So be it then.' Lucifer created his wings. He held his sword horizontally above his head with one hand, leaving his right hand open. He rushed forward and jabbed the sword towards Death's chest.

Lucifer balled his fist around the steel bar as he glared furiously at Lucian unable to bear the thought of never seeing Alexa again. "I hate that it came to this but I have no other choice," Lucian said in a regrettable tone, "You simply cannot accept that Alexa chose me, and it'll make you do even more stupid and impulsive things, I cannot let that happen," "You make it seem like I'm the devil and you're some fucking saint," Lucifer glared at Lucian, "You're like me, a fucking monster Lucian, you'll inevitably lose control and kill her," "I'm sorry brother," Lucian lowered his gaze, "I'll find..." He paused mid-sentence picking up a familiar scent. The scent of the Lycan that had haunted t

I whispered, a cold smile spreading across my face. My laughter echoed through the shadows, a menacing promise. "Not yet," I cautioned myself. "Patience. The perfect moment will come. And when it does, Lucifer will fall." With calculated precision, I began to weave my next move, setting the stage for a deadly confrontation. Working with Zoe had been a temporary convenience, but our alliance was built on shifting sands. We shared a common goal – taking down Lucifer – but our motivations diverged. Zoe sought power, whereas I craved vengeance.

But I'll be the last one laughing when she wakes up, and then again when her Lycan awakens. Garrick: Oh snap! *******End SMS***********

Men, women, and then two faces I never want to see again, all watching me as I lay face flat on the ground. If the moon goddess really cares about me, this was the time for her to prove it, she could make the ground open up and swallow me. "What the hell is going on here?!" Ahh...great. Just when I thought it couldn't possibly get any worse. Lucien stood in front of me, staring at me with what looked like a dark storm gathering in front of the cloud. It was hard to read his expression but very very easy to tell that he was pissed! "What the hell happened here?" He snarled and I could see the way Vivianne moved back, fear written all over her face.