Lilith Demonology Novels & Stories

Stefan's laughter echoed in the cavern, "Silly girl, of course, you aren't human, I can smell that... You are a pure demon. Not turned or made, but your blood came from the oldest Demon Queen. Lilith." It was Rhye’s turn to gape. He'd never thought of that before. That's why Lily didn't have a scent with her when they met her. She was something older than the earth itself. Her blood was pure demon blood. Straight from the creator. "Wait!" You mean I’m a demon?" Both alphas nodded their heads. Lily gazed at Rhye, asking him for something she couldn't even fathom.

Every nightmare. Apophis, god of chaos. Lilith, the original she-demon. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Whiro, god of darkness. Lamashtu, child-devouring Mesopotamian terror. Gods. Demons. Monsters. Twisted relics of faith. The sheer evil in this room chokes the air, and if we had lungs, I doubt we could breathe. Loviatar hasn’t told us why we’re here. Just that this “meeting” will help restore our strength. She promised vengeance. I believed her.

I bobbed my head in agreement, Damon only sat there staring at her, “The lost book of prophecies speaks of a bastard child, sharing the blood of an angel and a demon, God knew that if this happens, it will the end of times, So it was forbidden for angels and demons to be with each other, for he thought he could control what the universe has already written...” “But...he is God, the ruler of the same universe you speak of, ” Damon challenged Lilith II, “There is some much, you don't know Damon, My father isn't the ruler of anything, he is simply just an overseer,” She explained.

A volcano-like bout of black magic swirled beneath our feet and erupted, tossing us aside while shattering the cloak I whipped up earlier to hide myself and Malle…er…Erzelus. The pandemonium of satanic voices swirled up high in the sky, along with a whirl of powerful waves of black magic which rippled through the air, making it hard to breathe. The distorted, demonic voice spoke, sounding somewhat muffled as if it was coming from deep inside the grounds that cracked beneath our feet just a few seconds ago. I knew that voice. It was Nahevra. Her alter ego in the human realm is Lilith—Incarnate of malice, mother of all demons.

The way his violet eyes shone when he called me a trap. Lilim, he had said. What the hell was a Lilim? I opened my eyes and searched for my cell phone. I typed “Lilith Lilim mythology” into G****e. The results were confusing—demons, succubi, daughters of Lilith. Women who hunted demons. Women who fed on demons. Women who imprisoned demons. I closed the browser. My hand was shaking. The hunger in my stomach growled voraciously. … I tried to eat.

I ask him, as he took us to one of the dark doors in the quiet hallways, there weren't many littles around here, just me, holding his hand trying to keep up with his bigger steps. "You got the princess boss?" Lilith says coming from behind me, she might be the prettiest demon around here. "You take demon classes?" I ask her looking at her confused. "Oh, no, I teach them," Lilith answers me. "Wait, how do you teach?" I ask her looking at her confused. "This is an introduction to Demonology, it's meant for subs and I'm the only one who doesn't scare them all," she answers me. "Why subs?" I ask her.

In this way, she helped maintain the world’s balance between good and evil. Three angels were sent in search of Lilith. When they found her at the Red Sea, she refused to return to Eden, claiming that she devoured children. Lilith was driven to kill babies in retaliation for Adam’s mistreatment and God’s insistence on slaying 100 of her progeny daily. The next couple of chapters had about her life, and how she became a demoness. She was a queen of lust and stole newborn babies. She was a mother of vampires. She got her wings by becoming a demoness.

“Lamashtu? No. She is my sister. My shadow. My other half. My twin.” “You are lying to me!” She laughs. “I am not, child.” She straightens, looking proud and powerful. The shadows in the room grow darker as if it were her command. "Do not mistake who I am. I am rebellion, power, and untamed wrath! I. AM. LILITH. Mother of demons, bringer of forbidden life, creator of bloodlines, the one who births power. I AM power.” My lips tremble at the immense force of power I feel right now. It is almost palpable darkness. The lights seem to dim and flicker. This does grab Rowena’s attention for just a second.

In fact, I hadn't even thought of having a child with anyone. Yet, she had fallen pregnant. "Fucking whore," I gulped down the whiskey, taking my cigar from the table, lighting it and taking a drag. Shutting my eyes briefly, I opened them again, glaring at the cigar. It didn't bring out precisely the exact feelings that I wanted. The feelings that always came with it while in the presence of Lilith. The feelings I had once felt. According to the information that Luca had gotten on her, Lilith was nineteen years old. She hadn't just lied about her identity alone, but her age as well.

"Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celestial Blade, and went up to my room. I locked the door and drew a Pentacle, then proceeded to perform a demon-raising ceremony. It was so powerful, summoning a Greater Demon, that it split our house in two and reduced it to rubble. "Suprisingly enough, I survived. And there Aosoth sat,