Harry Potter Son Of Lilith Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I continued, "She died in a ditch behind the orphanage. Her body had been soaking in the water for three days before they found her. And because of how strong her resentment was, her soul never dispersed. "She hated that you never came looking for her and let her die all alone. So, when she sensed that you had finally started searching for your biological daughter, she possessed a fresh corpse to come back." The living room fell into dead silence, save for the sound of heavy, ragged breathing. "N-No, that's impossible!" my father exclaimed, shaking his head and refusing to believe it. "Lily had memories from when she was little. She remembered us..." "That's because she devoured the real Lil

Lilith raised her eyebrow wondering what happened to the mother who was against them being together. "No, I don't think I'm that far along to go that crazy." Her mother nods understanding, Adrian watched their little exchange with fascination, they talked about her sexual life with ease no awkward pauses or uncomfortable gestures. Suddenly he felt Lilith's hands going up against his thigh, she kept it a close distance to his member. "Auanen." She whispered it was a spell that would block her parents from hearing her actions. Adrian shuffled, as he felt his member rising slowly, he drank his water as he was thirsty but he had a feeling she needed it more.

“To get my father out of the way so you can do whatever you please?” I clenched my fists, struggling to keep my composure. “Listen, Sophia. I had nothing to do with this. If you’re looking for someone to blame, maybe you should take a closer look at your father’s enemies. He has plenty of them.” She let out a bitter laugh. “News flash, Ralph: the poison your little girlfriend, Lilith, gave my father was mild. It can be cured with wolfsbane. He’ll be fine.” My eyes widened. Lilith had come through after all. A mocking laugh escaped me before I could stop it.

Might as well have some fun. “Okay, so how about you be a gentleman and let me light one with whatever magic you used.” This chick has a mouth. I almost smirk. I turn around and blink a few times when I realize it’s Lilith. Fuck me. She looks a lot hotter up close. She has just enough makeup to make her features stick out. Her eyes are so blue they remind me of sapphires. And her mouth is in a pout that makes me want to claim it for my own. And that body, I want to know what it tastes like.

My happy moment with father was interrupted by the arrival of Lilith. I could give reasons why she was here. "What are you doing here?" My father demanded, blocking her path. "So sorry to interrupt your moment but you know very well why I'm here." She said. "Stay away from my daughter!" Father warned, drawing out a dagger from the leather jacket he had on. I must say he came prepared. "Pathetic." With a snap of her fingers, the sharp dagger withered to dust. She threw my father telepathically, sending him flying across the room.

Lilith added Harrod because when he was born, he had extremely fine hair like a monkey's, which was why his nickname was Harry. When Lilith saw the hairy baby, she was in so much distress that she cried. Already, she did not like the idea of having a son. She wanted a daughter. Therefore it was one thing to not get the gender that she wanted, but it was another thing for the baby to be stunningly ugly, too. The doctor consoled her, saying that the child would grow up to be very handsome and the hair on his body would drop off too. Other than Lilith, Ben had also felt a little disgusted when he saw his son. He had thought of a great name for the baby, but when he saw how hairy the baby was, h

And now he expected me to do the same. "Rise," Asmodeus said. They rose as one. My father glanced at me, his expression still warm and fatherly. Somehow that made it worse. "You should see Lilian," he said. "Prep her to leave that seat of yours. She's starting to like it a bit too much." The words hit me like a slap. Lilian. One of the many daughters of Lilith. The demoness I was supposed to marry, bind myself to, produce heirs with. The final piece of my father's grand design to consolidate power and secure an alliance that would last millennia.

His last three words restored life to my feet and I walked over to him. "What do you mean by that?" I grabbed his arms angrily, forcing him to laugh once again. "How hard is it for both the father and the mate to realize that their dear little Lila is the epicenter of blood magic?" He sighed, pretending to be frustrated. "Whether she picks your side or her mother's, she's going to regret it. With her mother, evil will corrupt her until it consumes her wolf and with you, she's got even more ill luck. Poor girl shouldn't have been born a hybrid." He pretended to be sad.

"Vampires cannot have children. Lucius is a being on his own." "Yes, but how did he get in there in the first place." Then for one of the very first times, I hear Lilith speak, "I believe that it might have been Stefan. They have spent a lot of time together lately. Elloise could have easily told him how to do the spell. Perhaps I should have kept a better eye on the boy." "My dear Lilith, do not for one blame yourself. We did not know that the boy was possessed by his own father." I stop for a few moments before I continue. "Now that sounds rather disturbing."

And then, like ink slopping out of a fractured bottle, the shadows coalesced. "Serenia", I whispered. The young witch stepped out, chin in a rebellious line, eyes glinting with mirth and pride. "Well, well. The Seer himself sneaks about in the dark. How nice." I ignored her taunts. My gaze locked on Lilith. "You swore." Lilith's expression contorted. Pain. Guilt. "She is my daughter, Isaiah. You know what that is to me." "I know what she did to Hailey. I know what she nearly did to Alexia. And I know she remains in contact with forces far more evil than even you will admit."