Lilith Seal Novels & Stories

94 Lilian Once I was in my car, I pulled out my phone and quickly searched for the best private detective agency in town. After a few rings, a calm, professional voice answered. “Good afternoon, Zenith Investigations. How can we assist you today?” “Hi, this is Dr. Lilian Grey,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “I need to hire a private detective to investigate someone. It’s urgent.” “Certainly, Dr. Grey,” the receptionist replied smoothly. “May I ask for some details? Who is the subject of the investigation, and what exactly are you looking for?”

"The Silvermoon Pack bound her wolf?" "Yes, Alpha Harrison." Raya said. "But the seal around her wolf is not ordinary. It's layered and complicated. I tried to look for more information but I was running out of time. I apologize for that, Alpha." "No. This is enough. You did well, Raya." I think I finally understood more as I continued reading the documents. If her wolf was sealed this deeply, then it made sense why Katherine truly believed she was wolfless and an omega. Her wolf couldn't reach her at all. It couldn't answer or react to Katherine's call.

"-- for an ancient magic shields it from the eyes of the ordinary. Normal folks like you and I, cannot even cross the dangerous Colchian streams, talk of finding its exact location." "That is why I have as a partner, a Magus, one whose blood flows with the very essence of the dark city." Milen smouldered confidently. "Hello, I'm Amelia." Geoff's leapt away startled from the petit goldie lock waitress. He took a second glance at her: studying her features, then walked to her, took up her right hand and placed his sun baked dry lips against the back of her palms. "It is always a pleasure to meet a lovely lady."

Meaning Lily is the rightful heir of the Mingle International Company. "Oh, this is why Mr Mingle didn't approve of Derrick and Lily's relationship because he didn't want Lily to find out," Rosy thought still staring at the image on her phone screen. "I could make some money out of this," she thought knowing how badly Mr Mingle needed the document and with a smile plastered on her face, she sent Lyla a location and time for a meet-up. At Derry's apartment, Lyla was sitting on her bed drinking her juice when her phone buzzed. She smiled knowing Rosy had sent her a location for their meeting. She checked and smiled. She looked at her watch and she had two hours to meet up with Rosy.

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

answered Mar, touching the rapier on her left hip. “I’ve got my rifle.” said Lilith, tapping the bag on her shoulder. “I’ve got my fi-“ Johan tried to show off his fire but it died away. “I’ve got my...” it was again extinguished. “Dorin, stop stealing my wind.” Johan shouted at the wind mage “Don’t forget your seal, okay?” Dorin mumbled beside him. “What seal?!” Johan replied, irritated. “The ‘seal’.” Dorin repeated again.

Lilith waited outside. With onyx rings adorning her fingers that shone even in the dark, she sat on a throne of carved obsidian. As I got closer, her too-bright silver eyes stared at me. "You stand in front of me unharmed, even though you smell like a wolf." It was a venomous purr in her voice. "Damon, tell me why I shouldn't rip your heart out where it is." An inferior man would have stumbled. I just grinned. "Because you need something that I have."

My voice was dangerously soft, a low rumble that promised more thunder than sound, demanding the root of Adrian’s madness. Lilith hesitated again, the fear of speaking against her own father still etched deep in her features, her gaze flickering down once more before she forced herself to meet the intensity of my focus. She didn’t answer at first. But then she started. “He did something terrible and he didn’t want to uncover those secrets. He’s doing everything possible to make it remain hidden. The only person that has those secrets is Selena.”

The game is on, and I’m going to remind whoever dared cross the De Luca family why I’m the Don. --- Lilith I don't like to leave traces. My tracks are always cleared even before I can say Jack. After all that was my charm, clean jobs. I am painting again. This time it is way more darker than my normal paintings. There's a darkness to each stroke. My phone suddenly rings, and I pick it up, knowing who it is,and why exactly he is calling. "Enjoying your husband's house, Lilith?" I grind my teeth at the wicked sarcasm in his tone. "Of course, father."

she called again, her voice a little higher now, testing the room, but it was still silence that answered her. Her eyes started to curiously scan the space and then stopped again. The first thing she saw was a file on the desk. It was sealed up, and it looked heavy. The Verona insignia was stamped perfectly on the front. Lilith’s steps started to slow as she approached, confusion crossing her face, followed by something sharper. She was getting anxious now, her fingers hanging for a moment before reaching out. Then…. The next thing she heard was a bellow from behind.