Novel & Cerita Who Is The Lucifer's Mother

As centuries passed, she collected her army of death and evil, reaching the notice of the ultimate lord of darkness, my father, Lucifer. According to rumors, it wasn’t a match made in heaven. In fact, my mother is very vocal about the fact that she shagged Lucifer, and as soon as the deed was done, she tried to kill him. Which was complete rubbish considering Lucifer is a former Arch Angel and the king of hell. As for me, I’m an unwanted product of their mating. My mother makes every effort to remind me at every moment of my existence. From what she told me, Lucifer was disgusted with the idea of bearing a child with a woman he despised.

Things have never been the same since my parents joined the underworld empire. Especially my Dad, he has changed a lot. I don't think if he still looks at me the same way he used to. I get tempted to ask him if am his biological daughter but I refrained from doing so. Until Monique's shit happened... There has always been vengeance in his dangerous eyes. Whatever transformed him into a beast he has become must be so cruel. The nights would go out and I would remain the immersed in the cold darkness of the dungeon I had to call my room. A captive who had no right to be herself ...I became.

"The man you just married is the leader of a crime organization that is not a part of the code of the mafia. They kill and destroy as they wish. He's worse than Sergio. Far worse." My blood ran cold. "Wh-what?" "Didn't he tell you who he is?" "Luca Vallario, that's what he told me." She nodded, voice shaky with terror, "Yes, but to the rest of the world, he's known as Lucifero." Oh God. What had I done? "The man you married isn't just a monster; he's the Devil himself."

SCARLETT I, Scarlett Hilary, never imagined betrayal could wear the face of the woman who gave me life. My mother, Maria, once draped in black mourning for my father, now wears a white lace as though grief can be erased with vows spoken too soon. She calls it love. I call it treachery.

All right, I will take revenge for you," said Lucifer calmly. He thundered his fingers, and Alfredo woke up startled. He did not even see Lucifer because his eyes were focused on Jonah, the deformed boy he had killed. Lucifer moved his hand to hit the wall and stood in front of him, poking his heart out. All this before the astonished look of Jonah. Jonah ran slowly, but with firm steps. He was very frightened by the ruthless murder he had witnessed. He had not strayed far from Alfredo's house when he heard footsteps behind him, followed by a thin but deafening voice that made his blood freeze, but he continued to run. "Where are we going?" Asked the voice, which came from a woman with brown

Lucifer averted his gaze to his brother, Lucian, hoping for him to come for his rescue but instead of that he saw an evil smile, evil smile of betrayer written all over his face. "Sir…". A voice called which made Demoni's eyes change to its normal color. "What is it you are looking for in a woman!!!". Demoni asked, turning to the nineteen years old lady standing at the entrance of the hall. "Sir, the elders demand for your present". The lady, Masha said. "Lucifer". He turned to look at the boy who was trying to catch his breath. "Come with me". Demoni demanded before he departed. Lucifer stood up from the ground and followed his father from behind while Lucian stood behind, clenching his fis

Lucifer asked looking at Jenny and then at Lana for clarification. "Your daughter has just sacrificed her half-life in order to save that, she-wolf. Levi's sister. And now you can see by yourself what she caused herself." Lana explained to Lucifer who was just looking at his daughter in disbelief. "Is she really my daughter? I doubt it now." Lucifer says and earns a glare from his beloved lover.

He stood calmly on the mountaintop with his hands behind him. “Lucifer’s father was a Grand Emperor and the Emperor of one of the Demon Race’s clans.”

A scream of terror tore from the woman's throat, and she collapsed onto the bed, succumbing to the overwhelming horror before her. "Come to me, my bride," Lucifer, in his rumbling voice, claimed the baby from the bed. It was a girl, still stained with her birth's crimson essence. He entrusted the child to his devoted female servant, and together they departed, descending into the depths of the realm of darkness—Hell itself.