Was Lucifer An Archangel Novels & Stories

Sader was badly hurt and as he tried to stand, he felt Zarif's foot stamp him back to the ground. Kari walked over as well and the both of them stood over him. "Hey there, brother. Did you miss us?" Kari asked as he looked down at Sader. ***** “Once again, father, you have proven what I have been saying about you my entire existence. You put on this façade to your flock of angels and mankind that you’re this perfect, infallible, pure being of immeasurable goodness but that’s all just a lie. I’m painted as the villain whose goal is to disrupt the good things that you intend for the world but the truth is; YOU are the actual villain here,” Lucifer said to God.

Lucifer repeated. Yapper patted his friend's back, "Find a way to make an excuse for my refusal. I'm in a fix right now and I have to finish them off before...." "Do you mean your dead human wife or your lost hybrid children?" "How do you know?" Yapper's eyes twitched. Lucifer laughed, "I'm now Satani's second in command, and now share the same office with Gabriel, the Almighty's angel. We're both in charge of all fallen demons and angels."

“He’s not the archangel anymore. He’s just a mere mortal now. And if you give him to me. I will do more than destroy any of God’s creations.” Lucifer’s image formed an enraged one. “Don’t you even know what you’re talking about? He himself is the anatomy of God’s most favored creation. He came from the Archangel Muriel himself. And now that he had become a human being. He is more favored than anyone else.” “I won’t kill him even if you ask me to.” “You are just as stubborn as my fake son, Azalel. What exactly is it with that being that makes both of you lose your minds? It makes me want to kill him more.”

“As an archangel, I spent my existence fighting The Creator’s wars or training. Other than my brother Michael, I had nothing that I truly cared about. The other angels and I were simply required to be good little soldiers and be happy with our lot. Then, The Creator became bored and decided to create a new species─humans. At first, I loathed the idea of their existence. But as I continued to observe their interactions, I became envious. They were loved for their flaws and allowed to live their lives how they wished.” Lucifer’s body seems to tense further as he caresses his palm across my spine and clenches his jaw. Seeing his lost expression, I place my hand on his chest and rub it soothingl

I pulled a book from the shelf, its cover adorned with intricate gold filigree, and settled into a near president to read. The book was a comprehensive companion to the history of angels and their fall from grace. As I read, I learned about the great elysian rebellion led by Lucifer, the brightest and most important of the angels. It detailed the events that led to the fall, the creation of Hell, and the eternal struggle between good and evil. My heart contended as I came across passages that mentioned Lorcan, though not by name, but by description a important departed angel, second only to Lucifer, known for his strength and fidelity.

There are things in life that can drive a person to do things he has to in order to survive. Things that will change a person for the rest of his life. People go through a certain situation that will flip the switch and turn off the light. Sometimes, even the holiest person can turn evil. Even the ones with the strongest faith can lose it with a flick of a finger. Events that will make a person forget everything he stood for. According to some, Lucifer was never evil. He was an angel before he was painted as the devil. His name even meant morning star.

“You are an angel. An ancient one, from what I gather. It's not possible that you were born human. I sense many centuries inside of you, and I'm never wrong.” Lana shakes her head in dismay. “No, this is crazy. Tell him, Zoe.” Lucifer shrugs. “No, you're a Seraphim! And I can't let a Seraphim walk freely through my gates without restitution, so you'll have to stay.” Lana's eyes water with tears as she looks around the barren landscape with terror. I shake my head at a loss. “You have to help us, Lucifer. We can't leave her here. Maybe... maybe Lana doesn't know what she is. Maybe her mother didn't tell her. Because I swear to you, Lana has never shown any angel tendencies.”

During our ride back to Luc’s house, he did as promised and answered all my questions. I ultimately learned that “grace” is actually their angelic power, gifted by God and that unlike us humans, angels are created and not born from the purest, powerful souls. I also learned that Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer were the first Archangels ever created, Raphael, Azrael, Raziel and the others being created much later. But when the first Archangels were created, the first human beings were also created and because they were God’s fragile little children, he loved them the most and gave Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer precise orders to guard and protect them.

“And I’m sure the same could be said about you.” Lucifer furrowed his brow. “I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about. I was an angel for a good portion of my life before I became King.” “So, when you were an angel, you were behaved?” I raised a suspicious eyebrow. A smile broke out on Lucifer’s face. “Caught me. I wasn’t terrible but I did have my fun at the expense of my brethren.” “That’s what I thought.” I giggled. “What if you have a daughter?”

She is crazy, lost her mind crazy. “Wait, if angels exist, God must exist. Either way, you were created by God to be an angel. You have a soul Lucifer.” Why is she not understanding? Lucifer’s anger towards her growing, his arms gripping her, his face in front of hers so she can’t move, so all she can look into his eyes, the devil’s eyes. “Lucifer Anais, I am Lucifer, the fallen angel, the angel who never had a soul, the devil I don’t come from above Anais. I come from the depths of hell, and I like it. Did you really think my name was just for fun?”