Harry Potter Son Of Lilith Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"For the last time, I won't be wedding your daughter, and every deal we have or think of having is closed." "Lastly, if a hair on Lilith's hair is touched or even a nail on her toes or fingers is broken, better dig your damned grave and bury yourself in it because you wouldn't like it if I do."

I said it again, gentler this time. The woman smiled. "You don’t know?" There was a glimmer of something like amusement in her eyes. That makes sense, I guess. My dad had a lot of secrets. Her eyes met mine. "My name is Lilith," she introduced herself. "Viktor’s daughter." My blood froze. Darius stepped forward, his sword grip tightening. "Viktor had a daughter?" Lilith's head cocked. "Oh, he had many things you didn’t know about." Her smile widened. "And I’m here to make you pay for what you did to him."

"The magic consuming him is linked to his true lineage! It is powered by the blood of his father's line! As long as the caster lives and breathes, the tether will slowly drain this boy until there is nothing left. I have bought you time, Jordan. Nothing more." I stood frozen, the words echoing in my ears. Powered by the blood of his father's line. Ronan. The room felt like it was spinning. I turned slowly, leaving Mara by the bedside, and walked out into the corridor. Vanessa tried to grab my arm as I passed, asking me what the witch had said, but I didn't hear her. Abel called my name, but the sound was muffled, distant. I walked out of the ICU, down the long, sterile hallway, and pushed th

Turning around, he grabbed my hand, dragging me towards the exit and away from the pack and only family I have ever known. The crowd immediately made way for us, bowing their heads in respect for the Lycan prince. I gulped, and for the last time, I looked back behind my shoulder, only to see Angela, my stepmother, and Dash staring after me with great disdain. But it was my father’s eyes that made my blood run cold and my eyes widen. ‘Listen to me, no matter where you go, I will find you, my precious daughter.’ He said through mindlink, as a cold shiver was forced down my spine.

Seeing as his brother was angry, Harry stepped forward and placed his mother behind him. “Mother seems to have lost her memory from that day,” Harry said and James scoffed. “She really has lost her memory?” James asked. It was clear he did not believe this. “We have told her she made a mistake,” Riley explained. “Then remove her. Whatever you are here to say, I am not interested in hearing,” James dismissed. “James Grey, no matter what I have done, I am still your mother!” his mother, Lilith said and James turned and started to leave. His anger was climbing and would soon burst if he continued to speak.

~Lilith’s POV~ "Lilith."My body instinctively stiffened. I could never mistake that voice. It was him. The bastard who’d slept with both my mother and my best friend. What was he doing here? "It’s alright, kitten. It’s just my nephew," Bastian said in a soothing tone. Nephew? Markle was a Lockhart as well? The son of Rebecca? Well, isn’t the world just impossibly small. Bury me. I groaned inwardly. I still couldn’t stand Markle, even though I’d gotten over him, mostly thanks to how ridiculously attractive his uncle was. So, this is what Tommy meant when he mentioned Markle coming to Scotland.

“Does that mean the spell did not work?” The witch slowly shook her head. “That was not the blood of his beloved.” I blinked. “Your son is a demon. If his mate was not his beloved, He loved no one.” As soon as the witch said that, thunder struck, and it began to rain. *************************************************************************************************** “Are you cold?” Lilith whispered into and I shook my head. She covered my hair with a cloth and rubbed it. I turned to her, smiling. She smiled back.

Lilah yells at the top of her lungs as she tries to understand why her super mom is terrible at common charades. The boys were laughing so hard that Harry, the annoying traitor, joined in. He wanted me to lose, and I have. That was the last round, and Lilah and I lost woefully. He told me he was going to take me down, and he did. He and that little traitor I have as a son competed side by side with his father and took me down. Sir Smith gives me a sympathetic smile as I stare, pouting. Harry uses the opportunity to kneel down next to Lilah, this time with his hands covering his crotch. He's not taking any chances anymore.

About that. Lilith 's father who didn't like Libidinal either Desiderium, who seemed to be suspicious of his humanity, he was a pink-colored demon, long golden hair, imagine a cupid with scaly wings, and he was the 2-meter-long version of the golden-haired horned pink cupid. tall, with scaly, clawed wings, he seemed to have the same opinion as his colleague Deorsun.

★★★ “You. I love you, Xavier,” Lilith said, blinking her hazel eyes innocently. Not a single part of her was different from Bella. Impossible for one to differentiate. Lilith raised her hand and had a hair tie around her wrist. Removing it, she tied her hair into a high ponytail before heading toward Xavier. “Well spoofed, Lilith. But your smell just drained your hard work away,” Xavier uttered, concentrating on his drink in the glass, his striking green eyes consumed by thoughts that made him feel unnerved and furious at the step he shouldn’t have done.