Sirzechs Lucifer Novels & Stories

They all had only one night of infancy. "I feel that a demon is stalking us in front of the hospital building. When I arrived, it turned out to be Lucivher. You know Luchivher?" Liam glanced at Alice who was sitting next to him. Alice shook her head because the name was very foreign to Alice's ears. "He is Lucifer's seventh demon bloodline. He was just stalking us, I find it strange that I didn't see any malice in Luchivher at that time. And I let him go free because it seems Luchivher has no other purpose than stalking us."

Lucifer was wearing a black robe at the back of the hall. In the past, he was a powerhouse of the Twelfth Universe. When James had not grown into a peerless powerhouse yet, they were rivals on par with each other. As time passed, James surpassed him. Although not a human, Lucier was born in the Human Universe. He had attended simply to watch the succession ceremony and was not expecting to be appointed as one of the Heavenly Lords. After a brief shock, he recomposed himself and replied, “Thank you, Lord Jacopo!”

Synestra’s P.O.V. Lucifer had one of his men lead me to a room, the man looked young maybe just a year or two older than me. He was tall and thin with pale skin and chocolate brown hair. He was an attractive man but in a different way than Damien and Gabe. He was attractive in the most unassuming way. He carried himself with confidence but I could tell by his eyes he wasn't cocky like Damien had been. He had kind eyes. As we walked down the long corridor he chatted aimlessly. I learned his name was Azazel, He had grown up in the palace and was very close friends with Damien.

Captain Rian’s reply. “Sorry Rian. Force of nature.” Genesis replied with a smile. [Aster walked towards their room. Genesis and Captain Rian also made their way to Chief Vincent’s office.] [June 29, 1212; Great Fall Era – Present | Sewers Square - Eben, Meccichuzan (11:40)]

Now he wants to torture me. He trailed kisses up my chest, across my collar bone, to my neck, where he kissed and sucked. Keeping his one hand on my wrists, he ran his other hand along my body and curves, his fingers aiming for their destination. His index finger found my clit, rubbing gently in circles. I cried out as he touched me, trying to pull my hands away so I could touch him. He laughed softly as he leaned over my ear. "What did I say, Lilith? No touching allowed."

Adorable. Lucia Reid didn't inherit her father's patience or her mother's grace. What she got was the stubbornness of both of them wrapped in a pretty face and a mouth that has never once known when to stop. And the boy she is about to meet did not come looking for love. He came looking for something else entirely. I'll let you find out what. So here we are... back in the SIR universe. But this time, we're trading polished power games for sharp tongues, stolen glances, family wars, reckless decisions, and two people who would rather choke than admit they’re obsessed with each other.

We won't be able to celebrate together just in case dark creatures take it as an opportunity to attack tomorrow. Dark creatures are evil vampires, wizards, wolves, and other evil creatures. Their king is Lucifer Monteverde, and yes, he and Francis are brothers. He became bad because he thought Francis and I had betrayed him. After all, Lucifer had liked me for a long time, but I didn't notice it because Francis is the only one that matters to me. In the middle of midnight, I woke Sophia and said, "Princess? Princess wake-up! " As I gently tapped Sophia's arms.

Igle and Felen's time wasted quite a bit, and Felen wanted to end the one-sided conversation immediately. "Who knows." Sherthec shrugged. Not intending to explain further. "Just ask Lucifer. After all, Gruga is an artificial being, not a natural like me." "Apa maks--" "Our session has ended. You may pass by and continue your journey." Sherthec's words that interrupted him made Felen shut her mouth again. His expression was livid with annoyance. He listened to Sherthec's long chirp, and allowed Felen to ask another question the man looked unwilling.

With a flick of my wrist, I conjured a glass of hellfire whiskey and dropped it into my father's hand. "Why are you even here, Dad?" I asked, unable to keep the exasperation out of my voice. Lucifer took a sip of the whiskey, savouring it for a moment before answering. "Can't a father drop in on his beloved daughter without an ulterior motive?" "Not when that father is you," I retorted. "And especially not when you show up unannounced in the middle of... well, you know." Sebastian shifted uncomfortably beside me. I could feel the tension radiating off him in waves. It was almost amusing, seeing the normally composed vampire so flustered.

He mutters, and I shake my head, surprised to hear him talk like that. “Jude is his right-hand man. The bridge between the Werewolves and the Lycan. He is kind of like a general and a liaison.” I tell him as a flicker of something dances across his face, but before I can decipher it, and he looks away. “Everyone can be controlled by something, one way or another,” He mutters and I look at him confused. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I scoff and he sighs. “It’s nothing. Nevermind. I think all this rain and hunger is getting to me.” He grumbles.