Novel & Cerita What Does Lucifer Look Like As An Angel

- Lucifer - Lucifer couldn't help but stare at the unknown before him. They're facial features and monotone voice made it difficult to confidently tell what gender they were. This combined with the fact that everyone he had heard refer to the unknown always used "they" or "them" didn't help. The unknown was 6'1" with long light brown hair and an almost snow-white skin tone. Lucifer understood why some might think they're an angel. "You wanted to meet me first, here I am, so now please do me the kindness of telling me why you don't want to talk to Death?"

He called out, his voice laced with irritation. As he opened it, his eyes narrowed at the figure before him. The man was tall, with a presence that seemed to pull the dark shadows closer to him. He wore a tailored black coat, and his sharp features carried an otherworldly allure. His eyes glinted with an unnatural red hue like embers in a dying fire and a faint smirk played on his lips. Lucifer, the fallen one, stood before him. His sharp features were framed by hair that seemed to shimmer with an ethereal light.

He also prayed for Lux to shut his mouth to stop things from getting worse but the angel could only have his prayers heard. “Yes, because I know this is the right thing to do.” Lux replied as he met his father’s eyes. “Then I suppose you need to learn things the hard way.” The man said and flicked his wrist, letting a portal open—one that would turn an angel into a fallen but this isn’t the case, Lux could never be a fallen. He is kissed by the cosmos already and it will stay that way—he will never be tainted as he is light, unlike Lucifer. The ground opened up, swallowing the angel as he fall through the void.

He can go to any lengths if it comes to his precious daughter Lola. "Father? What a surprise! Is there anything I can help you with? ," Lola asked her father as she walked inside her room. Surprise is evident in her tone when she saw her father standing in the middle of the room, holding one of her pictures in his hand. Her voice is soft and sweet. Lola is a beauty. She is the sight to the sore eyes. Except for Lola and Lucifer, all the demons in the underworld have horns with olive-coloured skin tones. Their eyes are huge without an iris. Their black eyeballs make anyone shudder with fear at first sight.

I close my eyes as I breathe in the scent of lavender that suddenly appears in the dark space around me. When I open my eyes back up, the same beautiful being is standing in front of me from when I first visited Lucifer’s prison cottage, an angelic light glowing off of her skin like a beacon in the endless darkness. Her flaming red hair flows down her back, reaching down to the middle of her back, appearing to be slightly longer than it was the last time I saw her.

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

He expected to see an ugly, strange, terrifying beast, not a perfect gentleman. "Surprised by my look? Don't be."Lucifer said while walking around Ryan slowly but his legs didn't touch the floor, "I know you were expecting to see a short old man with red-hued body, probably with horns or an ugly looking beast? Serious? No way! I don't look as shity as that, I take care of my looks and I appear in many forms." Ryan just stood dumbstruck, watching the devil. He couldn't believe he was actually with the devil.

he growled menacingly. "That's Mortas, he's your son when you had that relationship with Elizabeth, the angel. He took her head," Lucifer said plainly and Asmodeus stood up and glared down at me. "Listen boy, I just want the fallen angel and I will be on my way. You see, she's my mate and I want her returned to me," he said casually and I cocked my brow. "Tell me what she smells like," I growled bitterly and chuckled when he answered a warm field of wildflowers. He was so wrong it was actually pretty pathetic. Lucifer glanced over at me and I shook my head and said that he was wrong.

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.

The light that had not stopped devouring since it was released from the orb, stopped when it met this gang. It gradually grew smaller, but it was still big enough to destroy the castle and those in it. "This is the savior of the world...." The light spoke..for ten thousand years, it has never met people with abilities such as these two. "The first and last of this world, Madeline Rothschild, born of Barron the high elf and Reyna the angel of light...." Angel of light, her mother was the angel of light, Madeline looked at the sun and suddenly felt she saw her mother's face in it.