Lilith On True Blood Novels & Stories

Lilith stuck out her tongue and licked Xavier’s earlobe, whispering, “If you help me to kill her. Her soul will be yours. You can have her the way you want. Lucifer, don’t let everything go out of hand. Satan has already taken your crown, now Bella.” Lilith reduced the distance between their faces as she drew her lips next to Xavier, spreading her hand on his bare chest. “Are you not looking for me? I have those souls, Xavier, hidden somewhere, and I am the one who could help you to have the girl you are thinking of.” Lilith knew Xavier was not listening to her, so she placed her lips on his and began kissing him. Xavier looked into her eyes, which were showing a glimpse of Bella; the innoce

She snaps at me and walked away. “One more thing” She suddenly turned. “Don’t think we are acquaintances” I nod and she walked away. Lilith said, Ambrogio, has a liking to me. How true is this? What if it is not and he kills me. This is her plot to kill me. I can try my luck. If what she says is true this might me my chance to be free not from vampires but from being a slave. I walked to my chamber in which I share with nine other girls.

Blood dripped from his hands. “Kieran!” I gasped. His head snapped up, and for a moment, something flashed in his eyes. Relief? But it was gone in an instant. “Where the hell have you been?” His voice was sharp, dangerous. I didn’t have time to explain. “She’s behind this,” I blurted out. “Lilith. She’s the one who—” A cold laugh cut through the air. I turned, my heart plummeting. Lilith stood at the entrance, her dress soaked in blood—not her own.

For hours, they had drowned themselves in silence, each blaming the other but too proud to voice it. It was then that Lilith entered. Her presence was like poison seeping into an open wound — intoxicating, sharp, and venomous. Dressed in black silk, her hair cascading like a shadow around her face, she stood in the glow of the flickering torches, eyes burning with an almost cruel satisfaction. “Well,” she said softly, her voice slicing the silence. “So this is what’s left of the great Lycans? Three broken kings licking their wounds?” The triplets looked up, their jaws tightening, but they did not answer.

Xavier looks at my servant Omega and she brings the whip down across her back once again. “You’re going to die either way. If Xavier doesn't kill you, I will.” Chris jumped forward growling at her. “Lilith hired me to take her to some cabin in the middle of the woods. Please don’t kill me.” She begged as Xavier held her chin in his hands. “Where is her body!” He says slapping the side of her face. “She’s at the cabin, she’s alive. Xavier, please don’t kill me please! I’m sorry!” Xavier looked up at my Omega and nodded, with a swift movement Lilith stopped talking and her body went limp.

Xavier said to him “You think she is going to go after them? That would be a stupid thing to do” Jared said to her “Is it as stupid as your ex showing up here and staying hidden in your room ?” Xavier said as he turned Lilith appeared out of the stairs. Jared was a little bit shocked to see her there “What the hell are you doing here?” Jared asked her “I have no idea. I woke up and I found myself in your bed. The last thing I remembered was being at the blue moon cemetery” she said to him as she grabbed a chair to sit

Downstairs, I could hear my father’s voice, and his suspicion was a sharp contrast to Brian's concern. “She’s running to the Lycan kingdom because she doesn't want to get married,” he was saying. I came down the stairs just as his wife joined him, and the sight of her sent a jolt of pure acid through my veins. Lilith was the Seer’s niece. She had moved into our home just two weeks after my mother’s funeral, after her “untimely” death.

“Not much. Just suppressed a few… inconvenient elements. Temporary, of course. But useful while you’re here.” I stare at her, trying to piece it together. I can feel the power—it’s there, but… muted. Like a song playing underwater. “You drugged me,” I accuse. “I neutralized you,” she corrects. “There’s a difference.” Behind me, Korra stirs. Her body shifts slightly, a groan barely audible. I half-turn toward her, but keep my focus on Lilith. “What do you want?” I growl. “Oh, I already have what I want,” she says. “You. Her. The great Zorano sisters. Descendants of the Darvosi line. The only ones left with enough blood to challenge the Vilamir claim.”

It was the only way to avoid the topic I didn’t want to face: my arranged marriage! I had already chosen someone else anyway, a gentle female omega who never demanded anything from me. She stayed, listened when I spoke, and cared in a quiet, steady way. She was the only one who knew the full depth of my obsession: finding whoever had ruthlessly taken my mother’s life. “Lucian!” Lilith’s weak voice broke through my thoughts. I looked up from the documents in my hands, and everything in me went still. Lilith stood in the doorway of my chamber, barely holding herself upright, her clothes soaked through with blood.

Lilith. Of course it was Lilith. The ancient vampire who'd been imprisoned with the other creatures, who'd claimed redemption but had never truly severed her ties to the old world. She'd made a deal with the hunters, had guided them toward the stasis chamber, had deliberately worked to wake this primordial being.