Novak family
Be careful: the door creaked. I froze. The house is quiet, but it doesn't mean anything. Nowaks never really sleep. "Castiel," Lucifer's voice says from the darkness of the living room. "Are you texting your virtual princess again?" I rolled my eyes. It's a good thing he can't see. "Her name is Anna."yes. And she's certainly not a spy, not a money hunter, and she's not a fake. "She's different. Lucifer grinned. In the darkness, golden sparks flashed in his eyes, a family curse. "They're all 'different', Cas. Until they turn out to be the same. I didn't say anything. Because what could I say? That Anna understands my stupid jokes? That she reads the same books? That with her I don't feel like a younger Novak, but just... yourself? He wouldn't understand. The phone vibrated in his pocket. A message from Anna: a photo of a sleeping baby with light blonde vihrami and the caption: "This is my son. Planted. But how to give with such eyes?" I look at the photo and I feel something clicking inside me. The boy's eyes are just like Lucifer's. The same golden sparks.
About Novak family
Be careful: the door creaked. I froze. The house is quiet, but it doesn't mean anything. Nowaks never really sleep. "Castiel," Lucifer's voice says from the darkness of the living room. "Are you texting your virtual princess again?" I rolled my eyes. It's a good thing he can't see. "Her name is Anna."yes. And she's certainly not a spy, not a ...Read more