Son Of Lucifer Novels & Stories

I’m sure you are. Nearly a year ago, my sister, our bestie, Zoe, and I, were kidnapped by two crazy witches. Zoe met the love of her life, found out she was a Siren and discovered that my sister was part of a world-ending prophecy. Long story short, Bree met this hot guy named Fallon, who also happens to be Lucifer’s son. That’s right, he’s the son of the king of hell. Anywho, the prophecy states that my sister would give birth to a child who would end hell, and in the process, destroy the world. Once the witches were defeated, we needed to get out of hell, but I could only do it if I gave Lucifer a part of my soul. Oh, and let’s not forget that Lucifer is scorchingly hot, and I had to kiss

He said this and placed his palm on the rough ground, asking him to climb over it. “I have nineteen companions with me this time. I need your help only if you can allow all of them to climb over your palm.” Alpha Gabriel informed the demon’s son. “I don’t even know your name as yet. How will I address you if I want you to stop somewhere?” Alpha Gabriel asked. “My father calls me ‘Lucifer’ as I am too proud of myself. He tells me that I am worth nothing, but still, I am filled with pride. He keeps me nagging all the time.” Lucifer said as we all climbed over his huge palm.

“Are you really his son? And... and you're the devil? The real devil?” Lucifer quirks an amused brow before he takes a bow. “Yes, I am. The one and only. And yes, Fallon is my son. Don't be fooled by my boyish good looks, luv. I'm a bit older than you think.” He gestures to an annoyed Fallon, placing his face close to his. “Do we not look alike. Of course, I'm better looking. But I rather think he has my eyes. Of course, he has his wretched mom's personality. But what can one do?”

He was mistaken for a Gangster look because of the tattoos surrounding both his arms. He has insisted on being LUCIFER because of being a Gangster look, he is able to hide his true sadness. When you’re a Gangster, everyone will get scared off. Often what you are doing is pure nonsense. But it never crossed his mind that the three of them would go on illegal things. He has only one dream in life, to be a Musician. But he is a BS PSYCHOLOGY student. In accordance with the wishes of his Father. Lucifer is the son of the owner of Cuenca's Furniture, the number one leading supplier in the Philippines. But until then, because his father loved his older brother more like a dog one after another f

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.

He paused the video and zoomed in on each of his members wrists. There lay a tattoo of a snake eating its own tail. He took the video back and zoomed it on the other group's wrist. Iris eyes widened, her expression immediately turned grim. Her mind slowly getting a hang of what was happening. "You see, Iris I didn't kill your family." He flipped the slick laptop close and tossed it on the bed. "All of them are going to pay." She gritted her teeth her eyes staring ahead of her with determination. Cassian gave out a dark bone chilling chuckle. Iris recoiled.

"And now you want to help us." Lucifer nods. "I have every intention to aid you." I know that I want to doubt everything he says and that I want to push this creature away from my lands. But he is my son's mate, a connection like that would make anyone change. I know he wants to do this, only because my son belongs to this world. 'No, love…' I hear Meadow in my mind. 'He wanted to help before he realized our son was his mate… he helped me years ago in that battle as well… he might be looking for redemption ever since, even if he doesn't acknowledge it.'

“Good day, ma’am. This is Dr. Daniel, your son’s doctor. Where is your son?” “They went out with their father,” the woman answered. Then she paused, suspicion creeping into her tone. “Why do you ask?” Daniel’s brows furrowed. Father? He almost dropped the phone. “Father?” he repeated, disbelief dripping from his voice. “Yes. What happened? Are my sons okay?” she asked quickly, her voice tightening with worry. Daniel’s throat tightened. “Ma’am… listen carefully. Your son Lucien is in danger. The man you call their father—he has handed your son over for an experiment. Before I take action, I need to know… were you aware of this?”

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.

His eyes went huge, fingers trembling as he took it from him. Logan clapped a hand on his shoulder, his voice carrying loud and clear over the fire. "Here's the final test, Little J. You want in? You want to prove you are one of us? Then kill that Alpha. Put a bullet through his fucking skull and show us you have got the balls to cut ties with the old world. Do it, and you are family for life." The words echoed in my skull like gunshots. I was more than sure that I didn't want to hear actual gunshots. Because this jerk was asking my twenty-year-old son to murder his own biological father. Although Jacob didn't know that.