Lilith Morningstar Novels & Stories

Even I found myself so entranced by the queen’s splendid voice that I nearly forgot my hatred for her. “Tonight is a night of celebration,” the queen continued. “After centuries, we immortals can at last be out in the open. We can at last better the lives of mortals everywhere with the gift of ritual magic. Rest assured, we shall not squander this opportunity to erase the black mark on immortality’s name. Lilitu were once blamed for unexplained pregnancies . . . pregnancies such as the Virgin Mary’s. We immortals know the true story: it was an incubus who carried the seed of Our Lord into Mary, Mother of God.” There were hushed mumbles from the crowd.

Lilith kissed the top of her head gently. "All of this belongs to the Morningstar. I am his regent until he can escape his cage," Lilith explained. "We rule in his place and we bow to no one. You are the princess of this realm." Callie shivered, terrified at the prospect. She wanted to go home. She wanted to be back at the mansion with her father. Why did he send her here? "What happens when the Morningstar escapes his cage?" Lilith smiled. "Unfortunately for Lucifer, he will be there for a long time. He has an important role in the Great War. He will be our champion in the Final Battle. It will be the War to End All of Creation."

The scientist hissed and complained for the next five minutes about putting safety measures for sudden spikes in amplitudes. As Nash and Khronos bickered back and forth, I waited for Lilith. According to the profile from the mad genius' database, Lilith was a vain woman with an aristocratic sense of fashion. Her hair was streaked with grey, always seen worn in a pouffe. How her hair stayed in position all day, I had no idea. My bets were placed on a wig. No human hair can stay that flawless after a whole day.

“No. I remember hearing a noise and woke up.” “Where are your parents? You were alone.” “It was date night. I was supposed to be with someone.” “Who?” “I don’t know. They never came.” The doctor looked at the nurse. Their subtle gaze held a conversation all on its own. She proceed to tell them her name was Akaisha Morningstar; she was seven years old. Her parents were Galena and Marshall Morningstar. She continued to tell them her address and birthday. The person in the helmet never moved, only listened intently to her. Everything they had already learned about her was being confirmed by the little girl. The parents were out of the picture permanently, but she didn’t know that and will never

- It was finally Monday, Lilith hadn't seen Adrian since their last encounter, 3 days ago and she was beginning to worry. Mara was starting to think she was obsessed with him. After she had done her morning routine, she teleported to Darci's kingdom. Once she goes there she looked around, Lilith never took the time to appreciate, the scenery. The grass, trees and sky were purple. The moon was always out never the sun but somehow the plants were still alive.

She gasps as she falls to the ground, but she takes my dick in her hands, her eyes meeting mine. "What's wrong, El Jefe? Am I not tight enough? Hm?" She then puts her mouth on me, swallowing half my dick in expertise. Irritated, I grab her head and push her all the way down, choking her in an instant. She struggles to push away from me, but I keep her head in place until she goes limp and passes out. "Bitch." Tucking my still erected dick away, I leave the lounge and head down to my office. Why did I sign the acceptance documents for Lilith?

Heads turned. At 31, Lilith was devastatingly beautiful. Tall and statuesque, with long, sleek jet-black hair cascading like liquid silk down her bare back. Her piercing silver-gray eyes cut through the crowd like blades. Blood-red lips curved into a knowing smile. Her body was a masterpiece—full, high breasts, a tiny cinched waist, wide hips, and long, toned legs that seemed endless. She wore a backless black evening gown that clung to every dangerous curve, with a high slit revealing smooth, porcelain thigh with every step. A delicate diamond choker sparkled at her throat like a promise… or a warning.

“Don't listen to her.” “Really?” Lilith smiled, a predatory glint in her eye. “What do you even know about any of this? You've been in this world for what, an hour? And already they've got you glowing like a light bulb and running from Hunters. Is that the life you want?” Tamara's head swam. Everything was happening too fast. This morning she was a chill college student focusing on a photography assignment. And now she was some kind of magical hot mess with a dead aunt who wasn't dead.

' "I knelt for the entire night, until my knees were a bloody mess. "Little moonbeam, I'm going mad. "If only you were real, you could at least give me a hug." "Twenty-first day of the spring storms. "Lilith had a new plan. "She sent me to Gareth, the Alpha of the Ironclaw pack. "'This is my sister,'" Lilith's false voice echoed from the recording. "'She wants to contribute to the peace between our two packs.' "Gareth was a brutal Alpha. More than that, he was a sadist."

A tall, dark figure stepped into view. Lilith. The maids instantly froze. One dropped the tray. The other backed away in silence. She wore a long black cloak, her eyes glowing purple. Her smile was sharp, dangerous, and full of secrets. Lilith moved like smoke, eyes glowing faintly purple, her hands hidden beneath her long black cloak. She didn’t speak. Just stared at Lunae with a smile that dripped venom. Lilith didn’t speak. She walked straight to the bars and reached inside.