Lilith Pleasant Novels & Stories

LUCIANO For the first time since I knew who she was, I was beginning to see that there was something really different about Lilith. As I watched her move from one luxury piece to another, I struggled to come to terms with the sudden change. With the uncanny similarities she bore to Quinn Parker. Because why would a Montclair heiress act like she's never known a single luxury piece all her life? Why would she shiver with excitement simply from feeling cashmere between her fingers?

In her eighteen years and 204 months of her life, since the truth was that all women were eternally eighteen no matter what their age, it was the first time that Lilith felt such a giddy feeling in her chest. The way Sol was acting really made her happy. Has a man ever treated her like she was the only one who really mattered in his eyes? Never. All those who came close to her always had clearly impure motives. She would never let anyone that could threaten the takeover by Sol in the future. "The city seems really peaceful." They were now seated on a bench in a park. The shade of the trees in the surrounding protected against the sun and even without that, the currently mild weather gave a p

Liam I am back from hitting the gym. I feel alive and energized but I don't want to do any more work. I want to enjoy my weekend and the top thing on my list is to do that with Miss Manroe. For some reason, I want to spoil her. She was different from my usual dalliances, but I can't for the life of me explain why. Maybe it is because she is a blonde, which wasn't usually my type. Or maybe it was because her voice is so weirdly soothing. Or maybe it is because her floral perfume is dizzying in the most delightful sense of the word. I really honestly just can't tell.

I loved how exceptionally gentle she was being and when she began to massage me through my pants I couldn't help but drop a groan of satisfaction to express my content. Elena seemed to know what she was doing and I thought she looked really proud of herself. She disconnected the kiss and moved away from me, slowly undressing herself. I gazed at her perfect body and my insides flipped in unimaginable ways. How could one woman be so blessed? While she stood there topless, I proceeded to close the bedroom door, knowing that this could take a while and I truly wanted to avoid anyone walking into the room randomly while we were in the middle of the act.

Atlas' POV Paris, the city of love. The night street light glowed on Lilith's face as she stared up at the Effie Towel. "How can it still look so pretty... Even after three months of being here, I still can't believe how beautiful Paris is," She said to me with a soft smile on her face. I love her with everything in me... But this version of her, happy, carefree, and full of life is my favorite part about her. She turned around and looked into my eyes with those gorgeous ones.

Might as well have some fun. “Okay, so how about you be a gentleman and let me light one with whatever magic you used.” This chick has a mouth. I almost smirk. I turn around and blink a few times when I realize it’s Lilith. Fuck me. She looks a lot hotter up close. She has just enough makeup to make her features stick out. Her eyes are so blue they remind me of sapphires. And her mouth is in a pout that makes me want to claim it for my own. And that body, I want to know what it tastes like.

I whispered in her ear, licking her ear lobe, “I... I think Mel and your brother are probably getting suspicious about our lengthy disappearance.” “I know what you want Lil, let me help you,” “Do you? Listen, I don't know who you think you are, coming up in here thinking I am an easy whore, but guess what I am a virgin who is probably never going to have sex, and I am ok with that, I don't know why everyone seems to think I want to get boned, I am fine.” She vented. “Lilith I can tell by the way you're pressing your legs together, that you're turned on, I can make you feel good, Just allow me to”

Lilith looked back down on the book, reading it. The urges. The need for touch, attention and sex—the need for pleasure. Lilith smiles as she watches Adrian clear his throat nervously. "Heat seems like fun." She placed her hand on his thigh, moving it up slowly, he turned to her. "You're enjoying my discomfort aren't you?" He questioned her, she shrugs, smiling. "Maybe a little, but don't worry we don't have to have sex yet, I'm sure you can find more inventful ways to pleasure me." She told him, her fingers trailing up his pants jeans, he shifts as the bulge in his pants became bigger, she smiles.

Grace places her hand in my own and the world around me fades away. Opening my eyes I find myself in this very cabin, but the sun is shinning brightly through the windows and beautiful green plants are blooming outside. A very pregnant Lilith is sitting on one of the chairs with several pillows propped behind her back and under her feet. Her blonde hair is in a long braid pulled over her shoulder and her eyes are glassy with tears. “What will I do?” She says absentmindedly as she strokes her hand over her stomach. A cheerful voice from behind me makes me jump. “If it is a girl you can stay in the coven,” I turn and see Grace with her beautiful raven hair flows freely down her back and a s

“I can see that.” Lilith smiled faintly, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “I just want everything to be perfect. For Elara and Jaxon.” Mrs. Harper studied her carefully. “That’s thoughtful of you.” “Well,” Lilith said lightly, crossing her arms, “someone has to care.” Mrs. Harper said nothing to that. She only nodded once. Lilith picked up her phone again. “I’m meeting the event stylist in an hour. I want to review the table placements personally.”