Son Of Lucifer Novels & Stories

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.'

After I shouted to choose Matteo, my mother, Sofia, looked down at me in shock. "Lia, what are you talking about?! You just told me yesterday that Vincenzo treats you the best. Why are you choosing Matteo now?" Matteo had a terrible reputation among the Families. Everyone said he was bloodthirsty and ruthless, with enough blood on his hands to stain the entire river red. I used to hide whenever I saw him, crying and begging my mother to hold me. But they would never know that in my last life, the terrifying Diavolo Sanguinario was the only one who avenged my mother and me.

"But Father, this is...it just doesn't make any sense. He is a changed person now, that I am sure of..." "He still has my blood running in his veins. He is my son and will forever remain my son. He will do my bidding. Even though he is the youngest amongst you all aside from Valerie, he is sharper, smarter, and needed in the organization. Do you think if he had ordinary capabilities like you and your brother, he would have been given the title SON OF A MAFIA? Haha, in your dreams. I spent a lot on that boy, gave him all the training that he deserved, he served not only me but each contributor in this Mafia rulership. He belongs to us all and will forever remain a part. He is our son after al

Raziah said, stretching one of her hands towards him. "Lucifer," Mammon began taking her hand in his. "You've forgotten what happened to us when we challenged the Creator, I don't want to be punished further, I have made here my home," he said. "For Dark, he is one of our offspring, he is us too, I cannot fight him. I'm sorry but I cannot assist in this war." he added and wasn't surprised when Raziah removed her hand from his, this gesture has made him realize that truly it was his brother who is residing in Raziah's body. "I shouldn't be surprised Mammon, I knew that you wouldn't agree."

I had just finished my night shift and was eating tacos at a roadside stand when my phone suddenly buzzed. "Are you Kevin Weston's father?" "Please come to the Southvale police station. Kevin smashed the windshield of a luxury car parked by the road. The owner is demanding 50,000 dollars in compensation!" The officer's stern voice came through the phone. I froze. The taco I had just picked up with my fork slipped right back onto my plate. "Officer, you must have the wrong person. My son drowned and died three years ago. We even have his death certificate." But the officer clearly didn't believe me. He flipped through some records and continued, "You're Justin Weston, a security guard at the