Sirzechs Lucifer Novels & Stories

I mean he was there at the beginning of creation so I have a hard time thinking of anything older than he is. “Yes, I am.” Lucifer grins then winks at me. “Old as the dirt we walk on but still the most handsome man in existence.” I roll my eyes. “Tone it down there, stud. I’m sure there’s at least one individual better looking than you.” He raises a dark eyebrow. “Oh, really? Name one.” “Chris Hemsworth.” “The Australian actor?” Lucifer looks at me in disbelief and stops walking. “You think he’s better looking than me?”

His voice was coarse. "I won't let you leave with her," Leon scoffed. "But she's already gone," Lucien had been too focused on the battle between his best friend and his warriors that he didn't see Lillith get into one of the carriages that waited for her at the gate. "It's too late, friend," "Fucking bastard!" Lucien growled. His eyes glowed red but he was nothing but a werewolf. One Leon would defeat without batting his eyelids. "Know your place, brother. She's mine and forever will be. You shouldn't covet what is mine,"

"But considering you're a hybrid. It makes sense why the pain isn't instantly incapacitating. You've got that stubborn witch streak in your DNA." He stood up and began to pace. "My name is Zephyr. I'm a Lycan and also a werewolf, a hybrid just like you, but I'm different in a way. I'm a prince, and unfortunately for you, your half brother. Our elder brother, Bane, is currently the King of a dying throne and he's sent out his hounds to find me. But they won't. Not while I have you. Finally, we are reunited as one again sister." I stared at him in dead silence. Then, a bubble of hysterical laughter rose in my throat and popped.

"Alexis is right, why the rush? Didn't you say earlier that we were going to enter the road in the northern part of the island?" What made Damien finally choose to use a shortcut was, there was something he wanted to discuss with Elder Lich. The Elder Lich is a human who is cursed by her own pact with the demon race who is one of the strongest princes of hell, Azazel. The thing Damien wanted to talk to Elder Lich about was the state of his Dracula form. From what Damien knew with his conversation with the spirit of Lucifer who resided in his mystical sword, the demon race had the ability to suppress the power of the Dracula race.

"Sorry for making you guys wait," Lucifer said as he made his way inside King Darius Study. "No issues Lord Lucifer, we just arrived ourselves" Master vampire Lucian greeted him. He got up from his chair and hugged the Lord of the underworld" they patted each other on their backs. "King Darius" Lucifer gave the King of the shifters a brotherly hug. "Long time no see Your highness" Lucifer teased Darius. Darius raised his eyebrows, but a small smile was playing on his lips.

I need to know how he could have been there when the foundation of the great hall was built. It turns out that, the Lick'a Liquor Night Club is Lucifer's residence. How the Azanian warlock knows this, beats me. The sight before us as we arrive is heart-stopping. I see my father's magnificent pitch black wolf tearing into a horde of amor-clad fighters and weird dog-like creatures. His attacks are lethal and ferocious. I also see Darius and uncle Luke's wolves. All our warriors who followed my father are relentless in their attacks. There is blood and gore everywhere. The stench of blood is suffocating. Assessing the situation, I see that our warriors have the upper hand and none seem to be in

"What about the one who is not yours? You have lost it as well." "Oh that... Sickeningly, those flames are prettier than those tears of a certain promise." Lucier said mesmerizingly. "Which promise?" All swears are in vain because she is mine now. "Some meaningless words. That's all." Lucifer shook his head. The meaningless words I am going to give a purpose. They laughed a little while cursing each other in their hearts. Motherfucker. "Okay then.. I guess we will be business partners over-morrow." Erich said.

My eyes followed diligently as his thick fingers stroked his trimmed beard and he kept me roasting in the torrid silence for some seconds before speaking. "Pour daddy a drink, my liloco." The depth of his voice nearly had me trembling. Liloco. His blooming rose. The blossoming rose he could so ruthlessly cut at the stem and watch wither away if he pleased. My gut feeling told me Lucifer was not very pleased with me, but then again, he always makes me this angsty. I quickly poured him his preferred whiskey and presented him with the glass while being victorious in avoiding his searing gaze. I could feel those satanic eyes all over my skin, setting me ablaze as I returned to my initial positio

x Lucifer was no ordinary demon; he was the first to fall, the architect of rebellion, and the embodiment of forbidden beauty. The light-bringer turned dark king, his presence was both intoxicating and overwhelming. His eyes burned like twin suns on the verge of collapse, a golden fire encased in endless darkness. His voice was low, rich, and melodic, carrying the weight of eons and the promises of ruin.

Sirius walked back to the helicopter his eyes dark and angry the four Guards threw themselves onto the floor necks bared totally submissive, ‘I told you to keep her safe away from the fighting’ He said through gritted teeth, ‘I warned you not to underestimate her’ They did not look at him, ‘How the fuck did she get away?’ Their Commanding Officer came forward, ‘She distracted them Lycanthrope, classic manoeuvre, smart girl your Mate’ He said standing to attention as Sirius turned to him his fangs already distended his anger rolling off him in waves ‘They had their orders’