Lilith On True Blood Novels & Stories

It’s suffocating. “Please... please don’t do anything stupid again.” I whispered, like a werewolf with a thousand silver blades. My friend, Tyler, looked at me confused as he held me up. Between the roar of the wind and the pouring rain. I could hear my breathing grow louder as I tightened my grip on the collar of his shirt. “What’s wrong with you, Lilith? What makes you gasp when you wake up?” He asked in a strange way. The burning sensation mixed with sensitivity and pain spread throughout my body. I shook my head and groaned as red fluid dripped from my earlobe.

Before going to perform the duty that had been given to her, she decided to take a quick bath and change into something casual. She ended up wearing a simple pair of shorts, a sunflower flannel shirt, and slip-on slippers. She stepped out of her room and walked in the direction of a particular office. Getting there, she was about to knock but stopped in her tracks because of the moaning sound she heard. She retreated and decided to wait for the office personnel to finish whatever she was doing. After some time, the door slid open, revealing Liam Axford, of all people! He was sweating really bad, and his muscles immediately tense up when his orb falls on Lilith, who is looking at him with a d

His back hit the walls, and Greg's eyes widened as he struggled to get out of their grip, but Goddamnit, weren't humans this size killed by the flood? The orcs pushed his head out of the opened window. The wind on his neck spelled death, and their satisfied grunt at his yelling had tears brimming at the corner of his eye. "Pull him up," he heard Vito's order, and immediately, he was yanked back into the room. "Greg, come on, add color to that face." Not when he was about to take the place of a fucking mashed potato, hell fucking no. Vito, right in front of him with a lit cigar between his fingers, rested his arm on the head of a chair and began speaking in low tones, "You've got anything to

wasn't appropriate. superiority. The woman examined me closely and slowly lowered her sunglasses. And right away. Her eyes flashed with dislike. "All right," she said coldly. "This is disappointing." The maid next to me appeared uneasy, and I Frowned in confusion. The woman approached me with a graceful step and stopped right in front of me. "You're Liliana." It wasn't a question. I continued to nod slowly. "Yes." I became very aware of how unattractive I appeared in Darian's baggy sweater as her eyes swept over me once more.

She was playing innocent, and I wasn't buying any of that. "What are you talking about?" She asked, tears starting to form at the corner of her eyes. "Lilith wasn't taken by Kieran, she went with him. And I'm sure as hell that you know where she went! I know this because I know that Lilith was looking for a way out of the wedding to Ryder!" I growled, stepping up to her face and flashing my canines. She was in pure terror as I did this, and in a way, I started to question whether it was genuine or if she was playing with me.

My breath seized as I started to get trapped in my memory, and I clasped my hand on my chest, choking. Lilith noticed quickly, helping me to get stable before it got worse. “Seems you are not ready to talk about it. I will wait until you've healed,” she whispered against my ear, kissing me tenderly before rubbing my chest repeatedly until my shoulders relaxed. “What if you are my mate, Lilith?” I blurted all of a sudden, making her choke on the spot. “It can't be possible. I don't even know if I'm a human or a wolf. We are not sure yet.”

I continued, "She died in a ditch behind the orphanage. Her body had been soaking in the water for three days before they found her. And because of how strong her resentment was, her soul never dispersed. "She hated that you never came looking for her and let her die all alone. So, when she sensed that you had finally started searching for your biological daughter, she possessed a fresh corpse to come back." The living room fell into dead silence, save for the sound of heavy, ragged breathing. "N-No, that's impossible!" my father exclaimed, shaking his head and refusing to believe it. "Lily had memories from when she was little. She remembered us..." "That's because she devoured the real Lil

Giving a touch that makes them fall into disgrace. "Just playing around?" Lilith chuckled in amusement as she swaggered her bright red hair behind her shoulders. "I'm not just going to play with that girl. I'm going to eliminate her until there's nothing left of that weak human." Anger returned to Lilith's face as she recalled all the things Felen had done since her arrival.

Beside me stood a frightened Lilith, with her hand raised aloft, guiding the shield. “You did this?” But she didn't respond, instead, she dropped her hands, bursting into tears, “Why are you guys fighting?” she sobbed. “I should be the one losing my mind right now, don't you understand what I've been through all these years... I've been called crazy, trying to find answers— the truth,” she continued. Damon stood across the room, looking down at his hands, dishearten with what just transpired. “Stefan... I— ”

She sucked in a breath, her face contorting into a perfect mask of victimhood. "No! That under the blankets is my child!" Lilith shrieked, her voice hoarse with a chillingly real panic. She pointed a trembling finger at me, her performance reaching its peak, scarlet tears streaming down her face. "She took my baby! Lucius! She swapped our children! She's jealous that I gave you a pureblood heir!" The sudden accusation stunned everyone into silence. "She's hiding him! Give me back my son!" Like a madwoman, Lilith lunged for my bed. She shoved past the servants trying to stop her and scrambled for the bundle under the sheets, her hands reaching out in desperation.