Son Of Lilith Novels & Stories

Lilith crossed her arms defensively, her face turning red. "You... don't you go too far! My son has a father! Even though he's absolutely despicable, he's better than you!" His lips curved into an attractive arc, "How much better? Is it fine for him to be a philanderer? Can you handle that?" Lilith's face turned even redder, and she left the table, her hands hugging her chest. "Even though he's absolutely despicable, he's better than you!"

I hissed. I closed my eyes as I held onto my beloved, pushing back the tears that threatened to surface. "Lilith was a name my father gave me, because he looked forward seeing me being one of the greatest demons to in existence next to my siblings—to make him proud. And his wish finally came true.”

The year my daughter was born, I buried my identity as the queen of the Italian Mafia, stepped into the legitimate business world, and gave Emily the safe, ordinary childhood I had never been able to have. Along the way, I took in four boys who had nowhere else to go. I raised Jack, Alex, Daniel, and Ryan as my own sons. I gave them my home, my name, my connections, and eventually enough authority to become the four most powerful men inside Carter Group. Senior executives praised them constantly, calling them the future of the company. Even I thought their growing confidence was a good thing. After all, I had planned to give them far more than Carter Group someday. Then my daughter called me

she whispered. She did not speak the next but willed the knowledge to him. Each one a seed, Lillith’s children, birthed of corruption and sin and a suppurating sore upon creation. They latch onto the living, sending tendrils deep into flesh. It is not a pleasant thing. They need to find sustenance quickly or perish, and only living flesh will do. Holes in the fabric of creation through which she spreads like a disease. She, male/male, hermaphrodite, seeks dominion through her children. She is not a kind mother, your father’s sister. How could such things come to worship him, he wondered.

I had just finished my night shift and was eating tacos at a roadside stand when my phone suddenly buzzed. "Are you Kevin Weston's father?" "Please come to the Southvale police station. Kevin smashed the windshield of a luxury car parked by the road. The owner is demanding 50,000 dollars in compensation!" The officer's stern voice came through the phone. I froze. The taco I had just picked up with my fork slipped right back onto my plate. "Officer, you must have the wrong person. My son drowned and died three years ago. We even have his death certificate." But the officer clearly didn't believe me. He flipped through some records and continued, "You're Justin Weston, a security guard at the

"One day your mother was approached by a witch named Lilith who offered to help her conceive. We don't know how Lilith knew our predicament but your mother didn't care. She desperately wanted a child." I swallow hard knowing what is coming next and I refuse to believe it. "Are you saying that I was born of witchcraft?" My father simply nods his head. "Lilith warned us that the price would be steep and one day, when the time was right another witch would come to collect on what she was owed. But Lilith promised us a strong son that would be fated to a strong mate. Your mother didn't want to turn down the opportunity to have a son, so we accepted the offer. Your mother died in childbirt

" That's because not all of us are the devils biological children " It was another brother responding this time " Really ? " " Yup " At this point everyone in the room was part of the conversation " But how come ? " " After father and his first wife Lilith broke up she had found herself another lover that's how Lily and Jasmine were born " Jasmine must have been the girl that has been woken up by my visit " So where is their father now, did he die " " No he still very much alive but Lilith broke up with him as well "

"The boy. I want his name. I want to know where he is staying." "His name is Liam. And he is staying exactly where you can't reach him." "He is an Ardent!" Lucien roared, his composure finally shattering. He grabbed my shoulders, his fingers digging into the fabric of my scrubs. "Look at him, Elowen! He is a mirror of me at that age. Did you really think you could hide my son from me forever?"

Sure enough, after only two seconds of hesitation, he stepped forward unhurriedly and cleared his throat. "You're all mistaken. Eloise Lloyd is not my son's mother. She's only..." He paused, his gaze falling tenderly on Samantha. "She's only the nanny I hired for my son. Samantha Yates is my son's real mother." A nanny? I froze, feeling myself going numb. Victor and I had been together since college. We had been through thick and thin for ten years. When his business failed and he fell into debt, I even fought with my father for his sake. When his frequent social drinking gave him stomach problems, I woke up at 5:00 am every day to make him a nourishing stew.

we hear from the crowd then I see Soren step forward, and I frown in confusion "I am the actual son of Zues so I'm more qualified to be Emporer than someone who's bloodline is so diluted but if you hand over the crown right now no one will get hurt" he says as I gape in surprise I hear my husband respond but I'm too shocked to listen to what he says then I see Soren muster up a lightning bolt and throw it a Storm but I manage to put up an ice wall just in time to block the attack "Aw, yes, the daughter of Hades, you stopped me this time, but I'm not done yet."