Lilith Novels & Stories

I think that as I get out of the elevator but stop in my tracks as I see Lily's back. I am 6 feet tall and even in heels Lily's reaches my neck but she still looks tall without it. She is neither too slim or fat. She is in prefect shape with prominent cheek on oval shape face and heart shaped lips. She has figure with curves on right places. And that curves are on perfect display because of the outfit she wore today. She has on tight black full sleeve top with red pencil skirt and black heels. Her hairs are open but as she turn slightly I see she has braided little strands on front.

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.

Lyla said almost crying when she couldn't contain her guilt any more. Lily was taken aback by Lyla's words. "Lyla, why? Did I do anything wrong?" Lily asked in confusion. Lyla snapped and with the little strength she had, yelled at Lily. "That is the problem, Lily. You are too kind, too caring, too perfect. Can't you do something evil even for once in your life? Leave me alone. I am bad, I am evil...." Lyla continued to yell at Lily but her voice trailed off as she began to pant for air.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

She rolled her eyes at me as she opened the door, “Well no one would believe you even if you came out to say that, bitter lilith.” To think we used to be close when we were younger was something that felt unreal whenever I thought about it. And right now, we were just the Belluci women who got compared each day, side by side by everyone. While Yara was the Angelic Belluci, whom people saw as the pure, cute, innocent and handworking billionaire Belluci that had a successful brand, I was the Lilith Belluci, the ruthless, always on edge woman who needed to get laid, had the most sour expression, heartless and who had taken over hal

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.

“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.

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.

Aria's POV Lilith stood in the doorway like she belonged to another world. Her eyes glowed—hot, golden, sick with something that wasn’t just magic. Her smile stretched wide as if her skin was trying to hold in like a monster lived underneath. "You can’t keep her from me," she whispered again. My hand flew to my stomach. My baby kicked hard—like she felt the danger too. Yuna stepped between us. “Leave. Now.” Lilith tilted her head. “You don’t understand, do you? This child will end everything. Or begin it. Either way, she doesn’t belong to you.”

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.