Lilah Black 소설 & 이야기

Zion frowned. "What have you done? I feel disgusted to even talk about it." Mr. Black rubbed his face before speaking, "You tried to rap a girl. I feel so ashamed. How can you forget with your IQ of 150+ that you have a wife? How can you be so low?" With that the colours on his face faded. That bitch made a complaint against him. She hasn't learnt her lesson yet. "Mom, give me Hannah's phone number." They heard him saying.

"I didn't want you to find out this way." "Well, I did." I scoffed again. "You even told him that your name is Camila. Why the fuck would you even do that?" "Because I don't want him to know I'm Delilah! I don't want him to find out that I am his assistant's daughter."

He really had the guts to spit out sensational sh*t to his followers. "Sister Emily…" I gripped my ear as I began to hear Momo's voice. I tossed my head around hoping his voice would fade away but it only made it worse. My ears bled, the pain intense as I fell to the ground. "The Witch is down, this might just be our time to end her once and for all." The clashing sound of metals behind me sent shivers down my spine. Momo's voice had faded but I was in far greater trouble.

No matter how many times she said I love you, it still made my chest tighten in a soft, stupid ache that reminded me how deeply she’d made a home in me. ______________________________ The ride to Selene’s pack was mostly silent, except for Camellia softly humming along to the Asian band playing on the radio. “Lilah loves BTS,” Camellia said after a while as she took another pickle from the jar balanced on her lap. “She used to play their songs on repeat but she’s been so quiet lately… I don’t even know if she still adores them.” “I’m sure she’s fine, my love,” I said, keeping my eyes on the road. “Alanna told me she’s made friends with a few of the pack kids.”

Candles flicker with black flames. Lilith’s body seems even more overwhelming here. Deep red skin glowing, heavy breasts with dark, stiff nipples, wide hips, thick powerful thighs, and that long tail swaying behind her like it has a mind of its own. Her black horns curve back elegantly, and those massive wings stretch wide before folding slightly. She looks like every dirty fantasy I’ve ever tried to kill with prayer. She steps closer and runs those long black nails across my jaw. “You’re going to worship me properly now,” she says softly.

“Not now, baby. Can we not do this?” He leaned in again, but she shoved him hard in the chest, pushing him back against the pillows. “I am fucking serious right now,” she snarled, eyes blazing with irritation. “Take me to Mr. Blackwood. No...don’t take me there. Just tell me his exact location. Right now.” Damian stared at her, confusion and concern deepening on his face. His brows furrowed as he searched her eyes. “Lila… are you okay? I don’t understand what all this is, but you’ve been acting really weird lately. Did they give you something to drink? Are you actually fine?”

I looked up from the floor and saw the beautiful brunette from the pictures. "Luna, this is Channing. She has just joined the pack," Allen announced. I saw her nod, then they both kinda zoned out. Probably mind linking. She gasped and quickly kneeled down to me. "What are you doing Lainee?" I heard a muffled voice in the room question. Luna, or Lainee stood up. "I'm kneeling before a warrior wolf. The Alpha of the Black Moon Warriors," she replied awestruck. Before I could even say anything a girl with black hair like Allen's popped out of the room looked at me before bowing like her Luna.

A woman emerged into the light. She was a tall, elegant woman, with steel in her spine. Her existence was a knife at the neck, serrated and unmoving. Her hair was dark and tumbled in loose waves, her eyes hard and unforgiving. I recognized her immediately. Because legends lingered even in exile. Lilith Blackmoor. Jameson remarked under his breath. “Oh, fantastic. It’s her.” Soraya stiffened. “She’s dangerous.”

Julian asked. "I want the whole truth," Damien said, his eyes burning with a dangerous light. "About the 'Moon Shard.' About why Lilith gave it up." The crystal lit up again, connecting to the council's inner sanctum. "Lord Blackwood," a more authoritative voice said. "This is Silas, the High Scribe." "I need you to unseal all of Lilith Blackwood's records," Damien's tone left no room for argument. "Her power levels, item usage, and… her sacrifice records."

Strange how the mate bond works…… Lilah was so the complete opposite of her best friend, but still as beautiful in a more understated, classy way. In a simple black mini dress and her honey blond hair in loose curls down her back that first night we met her, She had caught Knox’s attention too, though he did his best to pretend she hadn’t. That was funny.