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Lilith wanted to see what I would do. And now she knows. An hour later, we’re back in the war room. Morgan replays drone footage. “Lilith didn’t come to win,” she says. “She came to measure. The ritual wasn’t complete. She aborted it once Isla stabilized.” “She wanted to see how far I could push.” I sit upright despite Margot’s protests. “She tested pregnancy resonance, anchoring ability, power inversion. That wasn’t desperation. That was research.” “Which means next time she’ll compensate.” Thorne leans over the table. “She knows you can anchor. She’ll design around it.”

EMPIRE OF SIN — BOOK 1 The Rejected Queen Returns BOOK 2 & BOOK 3 — COMING SOON MATURE CONTENT WARNING: This book contains mature themes, violence, betrayal, and sexual content. Reader discretion is advised. “I’ll make you a queen, Lilith. But are you ready to spread your legs without counting the number of cocks that go in?” Lilith thought she knew what betrayal looked like until she found her husband in bed with the woman she trusted most: her best friend, Anna. But the betrayal is only the beginning. When Anna attacks Lilith and accidentally falls down the stairs, she accuses Lilith of pushing her. Her husband believes Anna without question. Within minutes, Lilith gets

Behind her, distant howls rose hunters, traitors, monsters who would steal what was not theirs. "Hold on, my love. Please, just a little farther," the woman whispered, tears mingling with the rain on her cheeks. The little girl whimpered softly, tiny hands clutching at her mother’s cloak. The woman reached a cave, her sanctuary of last hope. She was Lilith, witch of rare power, wife to a wolf duke far from home, and mother to a child both worlds would kill to claim. Their daughter, a hybrid of witch magic and wolf blood, was the key to untold power.

I flipped forwards once more. Excerpt from Lilith’s Journal: They are all dead or lost and it is my fault I was weak, I remain weak, my hunger from blood increases every day, and Esther, she hunts me. She cast out the shadow, that promised light and buried whatever was left. I fear the world will never be the same, I fear Esther will never be the same. I watched as my fears became “You have to be kidding me” I whispered out loud as I flipped to the last translation but there wasn’t much there.

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:

"But you dragged me out before I could finish ripping the underworld's throne apart." Ronan let out a low whistle from somewhere behind me, and I heard him light a cigarette. "You know, I thought the Titans were the main event today. I was way off." Lilith stood up, completely naked, coated in black ash that clung to her skin like a second layer. Her body was freezing cold, radiating this death magic that made my teeth ache, and I could see her skin starting to turn translucent around the edges like she was fading into mist.

Feeling lonely and another fact that she wasn't ready to think, she decided to go find something to read, maybe a book, a book mainly about romance and fictional tales. As Lilith walked towards the path leading to the bookstore, a voice caught her attention. She halted, listening. To Lilith, it wasn't only beautiful, but rare. Lilith was sure the young lady would be frightened, so she stood behind watching and listening also wishing to sing along with her. Lilith cleared her throat to announce her presence, but that also scared the lady as she stood up in fright. Vetta looked back at the figure behind her obviously not recognizing Lilith.

The room regained its calm, and the story of the fallen book waited patiently for Lith to continue its narrative. Despite Lilith's efforts to secure the window, it opened once again, defying her attempts to keep it closed. Curiosity tinged with trepidation washed over her, compelling her to investigate the mysterious force that seemed determined to breach her room. She approached the window cautiously, her heart pounding in her chest.

I decided to tell Lilith everything I’d seen last night. Lilith’s expression was troubled by the time I was finished. “Hm. That’s very strange. I wonder what purpose she could have for the restricted section of the pack library?” “I have no idea. But it sounds like she grabbed some mundane books on her way out to not raise suspicions, which… raises my suspicions.” Lilith stood suddenly and began making her way toward the exit. “I think I need to look into this.” “How?” I asked, staring at her.

Lilith's face flushed as she mumbled, "Umh... I just." Colt's comments telling her she had to tell him what was on her mind, and the fact that it was Colt that was on her mind mortified her. She didn't want to say anything since she was frightened of getting no response from Colt again. "How about books and vases?" Colt asked Lilith, a smile on his face. And as soon as Lilith heard what Colt had to say, she was on board. Her eyes glitter as if they're giddy with delight. She likes vases, and she's been reading books since Bianki showed her how many books she had in her cabin.