Supernatural Lamia Novels & Stories

the seer half whispered. “This is not my mate, Sameen. She died in my arms, and I buried her with our child. I don't know what gibberish you're speaking, but this… this is a human pet brought by the pet hunter,” I scoffed, turning to walk away. I had had enough of the rubbish she was spouting. “You felt it, Damien. Your mate is dead, but this is a reincarnation of her. The one the moon goddess has given you for a second chance. I don't know why, but she is the one,” the seer insisted, her voice earnest.

Amara mutters kindly. Amara and I are not close friends, but I have hung out with her and the others in the past. Once a month, Zoe would have a girls’ night where she’d invite some of Azazel’s friends’ mates. It allowed us to hang out without the guys around. All of the women are a different supernatural species. We already know that Zoe is a siren; my sister is descended from oracles, Nevaeh is a Nephilim, Jules is a hunter, and Amara is a Breija. I guess it can be a little intimidating to be around so many powerful women. But none of them act like jerks. In fact, they’re all pretty sweet. Lucifer steps forward and faces the couple. Amara gapes for a moment, making me realize that she migh

Fang's time would be taken up by someone new. One winter, Lamia visited Eder's castle. She was the most known vampire queen of the times. Because in ancient Greece, she's a feared monster. One who devoured children from peasants and was known to be a goddess of the night. Or even a night-haunting spirit. A demon. But, even as despicable as she was depicted. Her beauty was that of a rainbow. Once upon a time she had a taste for children. But, after marrying and devoting herself to Eder... she found a new taste in wolf. Lamia didn't have feelings but she knew what she wanted. What she wanted was for Eder to love her. Which was impossible when his eyes were only for one, Fang. He never made his

That they would become legends, and stories would be told of them for centuries to come. I had watched Mathias from the moment he was born, even though he was not my descendant. His role in this life, however, was essential to one of my heirs, Lamia. The dormant gene Lamia carried came to life the day she was born. Destined to become the Queen of shifters but, fate has a funny way of turning events and throwing in a random twist. Lamia became the unknown. Her father, a man I met once, and saw his future child, is part Lycan, a descendant from the goddess Morrigan’s bloodline.

“Then these cells shouldn’t be capable of containing you, right?” “Correct… I am powerful, but as you can see…” Lamia looked down at her chest. “I am too weak to move, let alone try to escape.” “You’re a vampire…” Alicia said, her lip curling. “All you need is a bit of blood… Right?” Lamia’s head cocked to the side slightly, a small grin growing on her dried lips. “That is correct.” “Then why not the finest blood to offer,” Alicia smirked. “I have elven blood.”

“The shaman and elders won’t believe me, but I saw it with my own eyes. The Lamia Queen has turned this land to waste and cast the curse of plague on us all because this land's purification power has weakened from our neglect.” According to Sasha, the Lamia Queen was the final boss of this floor. Unlike the Naga folks, who live in peace and believe in coexisting in harmony, the Lamia Queen was a demonic creature that spread evil throughout the land. The Lamia Queen’s influence poisoned the forest they shared, turning the once lush woods into a toxic swamp.

Ru grumbled. “Ah, Hollywood. Got to love their dedication to educating the mudane world.” His mouth twisted. “But it didn't start from there. The vampires are thought to have descended from Lamia. Modern day vampires have evolved long from what she started out as, but history told it that she was the daughter of a Libyan king who ended up as Zeus’ mistress. Hera, being the jealous bitch she was famous for, killed off all of Lamia’s children except one. Then Lamia went off on the deep end and started killing everyone's children. Guess she decided if she couldn't have any, others couldn't either.” he concluded with a shrug.

The same girl you called worthless is standing here today beside the kindest, most powerful Alpha this pack has ever known, as his Luna, I am no longer the worthless Lilith, I am Luna Lilith. "You couldn't destroy someone the Moon Goddess had already chosen to bless." My father began crying openly. "Lilith... I'm sorry, I know I failed you, please forgive me." "Please forgive us, I promise to be the best sister." Nora whispered through tears, I closed my eyes briefly, before slowly pulling them open again, trying hard to block my tears from flowing... They do not deserve a drop of my tears. Oliver stepped beside me. "You will answer for your actions, your fake tears won't save you."

It was somehow in line with her imagination before that vampires lived in gloomy castles. Nevertheless, dinner had gone smoothly. The heart of the spiritual beasts were top-quality goods, and they were rare. For Irene, even though she was unable to remember where she had experienced it, she seemed to sense a familiar sensation. The blood was also nourishing, the purer version of the one she had seen delivered to Queen Lamia. Speaking of Queen Lamia, she was glad that she showed signs of improvement. The unnatural paleness had been reduced so that she no longer looked like an anorexic corpse.

After some minutes one of them approached me. "Excuse me, I'm Luna Morgan from Blue Moon pack, is it true that you're not a Lycan?" She asked, looking at me with taunting eyes. She knew the answer but she just wanted me to say it. She wasn't the ringleader, I could tell she was nervous but she tried to cover it up with overconfidence. I smiled and took a slow sip of my wine, making sure to waste time then I stood slowly. I could see her right eye start to twitch slightly.