Novel & Cerita Sirzechs Lucifer

She sunk her sharp nails into my throat forcing me took choke while Dad slammed the door shut. I fixed my terrified eyes on the blood stained floor. I was sure my heart was beating for the last time when I saw Will Still pull out a pistol. "Look at me,lucipher!" Dad boomed again. "It's time you get to understand what it means by messing with the family. You f**ked up already by killing her. You are not one of us," he posed and blew the tendrilse of thivk bhang smoke into the air. "But we are human enough to consider giving you an option to be alive till this hour. And there's only one option if at all what you want is to continue being alive," he explained in a throaty voice.

One of the nobles said, looking at Lucian with great admiration At the same moment Lucas intervened “Yes, we are truly indebted to Mr. lucian. He refuses any offers to be a true lord and knight, in order to protect my sister, the princess.” Another noble looked at him, saying contemptuously, looking at Lucian with disdain "Yes, you are right, Prince. It is very difficult to find a werewolf with such loyalty to vampires."

he continues. Blood runs cold. That place… you can only play one of two roles: Predator or Bound. Not both. Can't be. “Both of you can’t be Bound. Stop this—” “Because she wasn’t,” he interrupts, his voice low, almost repulsed. “She was a Siren Predator.” “Shut up!” I grab his collar, “I’ll knock your teeth out if you say another dirty thing about her.” “She was a slut, Lucien,” he sneers.

Chapter 34 Lucien sat on a plush leather cushion, the silence in his room stretching thin around him, as he lifted his glass, eyes sharp and unreadable. He took a long drag of the 'Obsidian Whiskey.' A dark smoky liquid, distilled exclusively for Lycans, with a bite strong enough to numb emotions. Just what he needed--except it wasn't working. He couldn't help but think of the tears. He'd caught them in her eyes before she dashed out.

Chapter 101 Lucien POV… “What were you saying earlier?” I turned to the man and asked coldly. “You, you really don’t fear death, do you?” the man questioned. He was on the verge of blowing his top from anger. “That is true. We are not afraid of you and your little toys.” Pete said and I turned to him in shock. This quite brother-in-law of mine seemed to have quite a temper too. But he had the right to be arrogant after all, he has already taken the serum and he was also the black horse in this year’s competition.

"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.

I knew what my answer was as I looked back at my comrades who were waiting for my decision and whatever the decision I make, they'll stand by me even if it makes or breaks them. "I step down." I said turning to Hawking. Indeed Ash was my weakness. "I cannot hear you well, Lucifer." Hawking said grinning to spite me. "I, Lucifer Saunron, son of Charles Saunron, steps down from the position as the supreme Laird of all the Lycan and the werewolves." I said out loud and Hawking laughed out loud. If I had not had my eyes on Ashlyn, I would have missed it. In a flash she was off the ground taking the gun from Hawking and shot him straight in the head and instantly the commotion began as he fell to

They destroyed everything they loved, burning their world to ash before turning upon themselves. Zerach had seen one with his own eyes once — a creature that had slaughtered its kin, weeping as it fell apart under its own flames. He had prayed never to witness such a curse again. But here, before him, stood his son. And yet… something was different. The light beneath Lucien’s skin wasn’t dark red — it shimmered gold, threaded with silver light. Not corruption. Not possession. Something else entirely. Could it be that he wasn’t cursed… but chosen?

Sirius chuckled and disappeared the circle made with fire around them in a snap. "We will not disappoint you," Lucifer smirked while looking at Ashton and werewolf councils. Out of the five dragons, Lucifer, Ethan, and Sébastien jumped out of the window with Lilith. They shifted into their massive dark green, red, and purple dragons, and flew away into the sky. Seeing Sirius and Nala still standing in the conference hall, Sarah shook her head to which Nala smirked, "We don't want to miss what's happening here." Draco, Arthur, and Lucian stood there silently, watching the eldest and oldest vampire of their council bleeding endlessly with hatred in their eyes.

"Lemonte has limited resources now. He couldn't have done this without outside help." "I can go with you to shake some trees." Fuck! He was eager to break some bones. "I was thinking of stalking and hunting." The tzar murmured. "Be my guest. I am craving some Irish whiskey." It's time to remind the bastards who were at the top of the food chain. *** "I especially love salted pork, then shots of age whiskey," Lucifer announced cheerfully while twirling a baseball bat in his hand. They knew what's what. Already found the men responsible for their ladies' demise.