Lilith Aensland Novels & Stories

Not yet. Lilith stands before us, her dark green eyes gleaming with malicious delight. Her platinum blonde/white hair flows with every one of her movements, and I can tell she’s savouring every moment of this confrontation. “It’s impressive, really,” Lilith says, her voice smooth and cold like ice water trickling down my spine. Her gaze shifts to me, and she tilts her head slightly, studying me with a curiosity that feels far too personal. “You’re holding your ground much longer than I expected. Especially you...” She lets out.

Lea insist in doing so since Lilith wont sit on her bed. ‘Madame, I am not worthy to sat there. I would be good in the floor’ “Yes madame, anything you wish to know” “What kind of person is Aiden’s wife” Confused by her words, Lilith can’t tell why she suddenly feel curious about herself. “What kind of person you are? Madame?” Waving her hands she shook her head. “No, no, I am not his wife. I told you already that I have a fiance. And he told me that my twin is the wife of Aiden”

"Oh. I forgot to introduce myself. Apology, my Lady. My name is Lilith. Not the Lilith that you know in the human bible by the way. Just Lilith of the Blue Moon Pack. It was an honor to finally meet you in person." "My Lady, is everything all right?" One of Melissa's security guards needles between us. He stepped in between Melissa and Lilith. Lilith smiled. "Don't worry, gentlemen. We are just talking here, right Nathan?" Upon seeing her eyes, all I could see was utter darkness. Bitterness. I don't how Lilith got those attitudes but she was the worst female half-human and half-wolf I've ever met. "So, I guess you are the bully of this school, huh? Trouble-maker. Attention seeker. And the ki

~NORA~ "Well, something caught my interest." She said as her face flushed with shades of pink. I knew that look—she found something that caught her interest. I could not help but wonder who it was. If it happened to be someone I knew, "..so back to our conversation, what's your dream? What was it all about?" Lilith asked. "I've been having strange nightmares about a black dragon plunging his claws into my heart and sometimes his fangs directly below my ears," I explained to her as she concentrated on me.

Lily's POV: My breath hitched as I stared at the car, my heart hammering in my chest. Slowly, my wide eyes traveled up to the driver’s seat. “What the hell!” I muttered under my breath before slamming my palms against the car’s hood. The driver didn’t respond. Instead, the car reversed a few feet, then sped past me as if nothing had happened. Without thinking, I bent down, grabbed a stone from the pavement, and hurled it at the car’s rear window.

She tried to reach Astrid with her hand, and I pushed her hand away violently. “Don’t you dare touch Astrid,” I shouted at Lilith, who didn’t look scared. She just blinked, looking unbothered and not worried at all by everything that was happening. “I won’t touch her, at least not now, because she is still too fragile.” Lilith Said. “What do you want from us?” I demanded, and she gave me a calm, soft reply that was so strange. She raised her empty hand, and light shone softly between her fingers.

"You know why I'm here, Michael. Have you been able to convince her to give you the entirety of her trust fund?" She was referring to Lyla's trust fund. We had a lot of plans with that amount of money. Lyla kept on saying that the money would be kept for our future children, but there was nothing like future children. I knew she was barren. Or more specifically, I knew that Kendra had made her barren by the little drugs she slipped into her food for the past six years. It would be hard for Lyla to conceive which means that I have to get the entire money from her.

There were two older witches next to her one female and one male they both had peircing blue eyes and grey hair they looked to be siblings. My eyes moved on to the five members of the werewolf council. There was four males, two who looked to be in their late twenties and two who looked to be in their thirties. The woman caught my attention because she was built like a amazon and looked just as wild and beautiful. She looked back at me with her hazel eyes and winked giving me a smile and a small nod. I smiled back as Celeste ushered me forward. I could feel everyone watching me intensely, but as Celeste told me I did not bow my head I raised my chin and smiled introducing myself, "Hello, I am

I look at Caleb for help, grasping for words I can hardly find. "Her name's Lilith," he interjects. I sigh in relief, feeling less anxious than before. "I was just giving her a tour of the place." She looks at me, no, observes me, stripping me down to the bone from the head down. I can't tell if she's judging me in a good way or a bad way, and the uncertainty makes me feel unhinged. I decide to break the ice by extending my palm for her to shake. "H-hello! " I can feel my palms turn sweaty as she looks at me with an unreadable look on her face, then her eyes brieftly land on my hand and up again.

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated: