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I, the devil, forced to start with just three beauties!

[WARNING : MATURE CONTENT R-18] * Would the waifus in the Devil's own Harem be considered advocates of evil? * Would the Devil's lemons be considered forbidden fruits? If YES, then tuck tight and be ready to be led astray! ******************** ["DID YOU HEAR?"..."THEY SAY THE DEVIL WALKS AMONG US NOW.""] [..."WHATEVER. PROBABLY JUST SOME COSPLAYER TRYING TO GET LAID.""] IF THEY ONLY KNEW, THE FORMER LORD OF HELL, CURRENT JOBLESS BUM, HAD TRADED HIS THRONE of BONES for a CRAMPED APARTMENT and STUDENT LOAN DEBT. WELL... TECHNICALLY, HE HAD NOT...... BUT AFTER WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM, HE SURE AS HELL WISHED HE HAD. HERE'S THE DEAL... ********************* Lucifer, the Morningstar, faces a career crisis of biblical proportions. After Hell undergoes a corporate makeover, the underworld board of directors boots out their slacker CEO for being dead weight in their new profit-driven hellish paradise. Talk about a fall from grace! "Learn some responsibility!" they'd shouted as they slammed Hell's gates in Lucy's face. "Maybe try working for once, loser!" Cast out and clueless, Lucifer crash-lands on Earth with nothing but his devilish good looks and a résumé woefully short on non-evil skills. Determined to prove his worth, he vows to show them he could become the ultimate success story - starting from the bottom of the corporate ladder. After all, who needs hell and its bylaws? ********************* [CAUTION : Made by a degenerate] No ntr No Yuri He might turnout to be a woman snatcher! (Don't think too highly of the devil.) DISCLAIMER : Cover isn't mine

The_Booker_Vessel · 奇幻
分數不夠
57 Chs

Ceres, Beheshta and Rusalke(Cerberus)

Lucifer sat at the edge of his bed, his gaze fixed on the impossible figure sprawled across the mattress. A woman with three heads laid there, each having a damp towel on the forehead. The sight was as surreal as it was troubling.

He'd done what he could in terms of first aid, but the situation was far beyond his usual expertise. Even as the devil, there were things he couldn't be... and one was a doctor.

Using his Morningstar powers was too risky – he didn't know how demonic physiology would react to divine healing. There was a chance he could do more harm than good. And a hospital was out of the question. The last thing he needed was to explain a three-headed patient to bewildered doctors.

Ezra leaned against the wall, arms folded. Her face was a mask of concern and confusion. "How is she?" she asked, breaking the tense silence.