Who Is Lucifer's Wife Novels & Stories

She would have passed for a supermodel if she was a human. I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me that this was my betrothed. From my mother's descriptions, I could already tell that she was the daughter of Fallon Blython, one of the Lord of the court. I could see traces of his features in her. Damn. She really was beautiful. But I was more interested in the dark haired woman seated beside her with a ghost of a smile on her face. She was the only one who stirred my Lycan beast within. I didn't get any reaction out of Aries while studying the red haired lady

“She is Marcus’s ex wife. Apparently, there was a scandal, and they divorced. Since then, no one knows whether she is alive or dead. She is probably dead.” Yes. She is dead. The soft, calm, and innocent Camille is gone. She had to die for Veronica to live. “What type of scandal?” I asked. I needed more information. I needed to know whether he knew the truth or had been manipulated. “I do not know if I should tell you,” he said. “Your secrets are safe with me. I do not even know anyone in Valmont.” “You are now friends with Eliana.” “Oh, I do not spill secrets,” I said with a light chuckle. “We are just getting to know each other.”

He left her long back ago behind his lost paths of where they met but today the destiny brought them along again in such a good day. His wife was waiting for him but here he was standing face to face with his ex warning her to stay out of her life. The sky darkened with his orbs which were throwing dagger at her side while she instead of being petrified matched his gaze with a evilly smirk dancing on her lips. "How dare you make my wife cry?", he growled. He was losing his patience as his wife's tears was piercing his heart inch by inch. "Ohh so she cried near you playing a damsel in disguise role", she laughs mockingly adding fuel to his anger.

Charles "Alpha, there is a woman that wants to meet you." I heard the voice of Beta James interrupting me from the fun. I turned to face him and replied, "You know I don't take visitors." "She is important," James remarked. "She claims to be the Lycan Queen, the fated mate of Richard." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the potential significance of her claim. "Bring her to me," I said, my curiosity piqued. "I want to hear what she has to say."

husband or not I will always fight for what's right for me. "Mind telling me why?" he inquires softly. I continue to remain silent. His jaw tightened as his expression hardened. "I'm talking to you, Irena." Lucifer seethed, annoyance trickling in his hoarse tone. The sheepish feeling crawled under my skin. My heart thumped vigorously against my chest like thunder striking the land with all its force. My pulse ached with intensity. My inner thoughts praying to be sucked into the ground and never rise from my slumber.

Alstha exclaimed joyfully. "No, deliver a heartless female to him. He will pin for her love, and his senses won't allow him to do anything riskier!" said Eccasto. The other gods shouted their suggestions for what she ought to be and why, but Fate raised his hand and silenced them. “No.” The gods watched him in disbelief, unable to understand how Fate could not recognize the beauty of their concepts. "So, Fate, with whom shall I mate him?" With anticipation in her eyes, Luna questioned. Everyone was aware of her passion for pairing up couples, even the most unlikely ones.

She ensured to sneer or indirectly insult me anytime she got a chance to. I wanted to call her out for being immature but I knew that I couldn't. She was the almighty commander of the Lycan army who was turned into a food server for the Lycan King's human wife. I somehow felt empathy for her situation. But that feeling didn't last long. "You think being holed up in this room is going to change the fact that you're married to the most powerful person alive?" Commander asked me as I ate slowly, seated on my bed while she sat cross-legged on one of the chairs inside the room, watching me with her hawkish eyes.

Lucia felt a pang of embarrassment. "I just… being ‘Mrs. Grayson’ feels like too much. Everyone knows you’ve never had a wife—suddenly announcing you’re married will raise so many questions." "That’s my problem, not yours—don’t worry about it. But if you have ideas for how to get back at Lucas and his mistress, it’s up to you. Just remember this, Lucia: the best way to get revenge on my worthless nephew is to stand by me as my wife. Lucas is only after my company and everything I own. I have the money, power, and influence to turn his life upside down and teach him a lesson he’ll never forget."

"The woman I love, is a widow." "Oh." She looked at him. "I know it's creepy and might land me in hell to be happy about the death of anyone's love, but I have to thank him. I'll probably thank him when I get to hell because I'm sure that is where I will find him. Cheating bastards do not go to heaven. Anyway, while he burns in hell and screams to be saved, his wife will be screaming my name over and over while she comes around my cock." Her hand flew to her mouth. "You are out of your mind." She shook her head in disbelief. "How did I not ever know that you had such a side to you?"

"Goodbye." Now that that girl was a threat. She has to die. All he needed was proper planning. He knew where she was. He'd just send an assassin after her when he knew enough about her. Too bad you were born with the wrong face. *** Mr Contreras ran his hand through the telephone wondering what he would tell his wife. After the death of their Ema, That girl. had been their redemption. A gift from the river goddess. "Hello." He placed the phone to his ear, praying he had the courage to tell his wife what was happening.