Lilith Story Novels & Stories

Lilith's POV. Time had completely lost its meaning inside the dungeon. There were no windows, no sunlight or breeze. I sat on the narrow bed, my knees pulled tightly against my chest while my hands rested protectively over my stomach. Every now and then, I would instinctively rub the small bump that wasn't even visible yet. It was strange. There was almost nothing there. Yet I already loved this little life with every part of me. "I'm sorry..." I whispered, tears clouding my eyes for the millionth time.

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."

Lilith stayed quiet, fiddling with her fingers as she stared at the ground. “Lilith, answer me right this instant! Despite everything that happened between us, I have never been that intimate with you. No matter how many times you tried, I never did anything. I know that your little stunt was just to play with Alora’s feelings and destroy us. So tell me the truth Lilith, I command you!” She lifted her head immediately, and I could smell her fear. “I- I- I lied. I’m not pregnant.” I could feel all the blood rushing to my head. I was done with this conversation. I wanted nothing to do with this woman anymore.

As they moved to a secluded chamber, Lilith began to weave a tale that transcended time itself. "Long ago," Lilith began, her voice echoing in the stone walls, "there was a war among the vampire clans. The Elders, seeking dominance, devised a powerful curse—a curse born of jealousy, greed, and the thirst for supremacy." Hera listened intently, her eyes fixed on Lilith as the vampire continued her narrative. "You are not just any vampire, Hera. You are descended from the bloodline of the first vampire queen, a ruler known for her compassion and a deep connection with the natural order. The Elders feared her influence, so they conspired to strip her descendants of their innate power."

Lilith. He whispered her name against the back of his teeth, and the room's air began to ripple. The candle flames danced wildly, and the aroma of the incense became more biting, nearly stifling. He could sense her presence, weak, far away, but unmistakably present. "Lilith… what have you done?" he whispered. He had learned as a child that Lilith was the mother of all disorder, the traitor to light, the first to rebel against the divine law. But as he remembered her face from his visions, he did not see evil. He saw suffering. Loneliness. Beauty marred by tragedy.

Dramatic music suddenly plays, where the hell did it even come from" Jumping buildings, Soaring the sky...." "I don't wanna hear your story Lilith just tell me what you did that you got shot and turn of your music Apollyon" The poor demon quickly turned off the music for fear of receiving King Yama Wrath, he had specially prepared the music for Lilith cause he loved listening to her stories. Lilith was known for her dramatic stories anytime she came down to hell, though they sounded exaggerated but they weren't and she always had pride in telling her stories without caring if her death at the end was disgraceful.

So she walked over to me and she stood on my hand, making sure that it wasn’t pointing anywhere near one of the artifacts. “Start again.” Lilith yelled at the witch. So she opened the book and started again. Speaking in her foreign and ancient language and I saw the first object start glowing, and then the second object started glowing. She finally made it to the third one and then the fourth. I heard Lilith start to laugh. It was actually working. She was going to get everything that she had been dreaming of for 200 years. No one could stop her and she’d be the most powerful person on this planet.

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.

Lilith Celeste came back with what looked to be a very old large book and came to sit by me. She started flipping through pages and stopped and studied it for what seemed like forever. She then looked at me with surprise in her eyes and grabbed my hand and said, "I have never heard of this before since they have been known to have died out, but you are a decendent of a very old and powerful line of witches. Your mother must have known and mixed with the king of wolves's son, you my dear are a very powerful being that should not exist. You will be wanted for all kinds of purposes good or evil. You must be protected from anyone and everyone, and I will do my best to protect you as your mother

“Are you kidding me right now? Adam? As in Adam and Eve?” I nod my head. “Yeah…well, you know that when God made Adam, he made him a first wife, Lilith. But Lilith was not happy about the arrangement. So. God kicked her out of paradise and replaced her with Eve. According to legend, Lilith was cast out without the means to survive. This made her very bitter and angry. As the years passed, her rage strengthened, and so did her power. Eventually, she ran into Lucifer and became the queen of hell. When it was discovered that they bore a child, the supernatural world went into an uproar. Two of the most powerful ancient evils of the world had a child, and they wanted to destroy him. Unfortunatel