Supernatural Lamia Novels & Stories

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.

She believed Fang had finally accepted her, but it was a trap. The three families chose to sacrifice her on the night of a super blue blood moon to strengthen the shapeshifting power of the Lycans. They believed the Moon Goddess would bestow them with this rare gift. The Lycans were the small portions of immortals given an opportunity to reside in the new world created by the deities after the Great Fae War.

Lily glanced around dramatically and poorly fake whispered, “The Lycan. “Of course he will. It’s my birthday party after all,” Fiona said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Suddenly, Fiona gasped as her hands started to tremble. Her breathing quickened to quick little pants as her eyes widened as she stared off into the crowd. I recognized that look. Fiona had found her mate. Unable to look away I watched as she rushed forward. The crowd parted for her until Fiona stood in front of a man. He was about average height, but very muscular, and quite good looking.

Her consciousness was gone, replaced by her bloodlust and killing intent. Those beautiful silver and dark brown eyes had long gone, replaced by blood-red color, and they dripped blood. The combination of bloodlust, killing intent, red eyes, dripping blood, and evil smile gracing Celia’s form was so demonic. If I weren't an Alpha Lycanthrope, I would be scared shitless looking at her appearance now. I saw Liam, Colton, and Lucas rushing toward us out of the corner of my eyes. “Stay back! Don't come near!” I shouted at them.

Bram murmured something I couldn’t quite catch to himself, but offered no suggestions. The witch’s equivalent to a lycan was a demon. Demons were the near immortals that spawned several paranormal species, similar to how lycans were responsible for all shifters. Similar to lycans, no one really knew their origin story, or who the first was. It was fun to compare and contrast the origin stories, though.

" Lupa said, finishing her long story. But Jade didn't try to say anything except stare at her with wide eyes for a long time. "Does that mean Neffie is even more powerful than the Royal Luna?" When he finally managed to raise his voice and questioned slowly, Lupa shrugged thinking over his question. "We really don't know. We don't know if she's even a wolf. Only the wolves have the effects of the dominance of high rankers of a pack. And because Carmer is a human, some in the pack think that Neffie might be a human too. But, I think she's beyond the normality we know. The last time she came home I felt a change in her aura. She never smelled like a wolf. Yet, the last time I saw her, I caugh

" Cora, Alpha Vesper.“ Cora step-sides me before I can touch her flowing gown. Ice blue orbs filled with disgust. “I… you have to believe me Cora, I didn't kill Alpha Drakon, I swear!“ " Lies!“ My sister yells. " Quiera saw you, she watched you plunge the dagger into the Alpha's heart, how dare you deny it?!“ My eyes widens, hands shaking as I desperately search for soft brown eyes. Quiera would never say that, she's my best friend, she's the only one who knows what I have been through in the past four years.

Carl reassured her. “But I don’t see anything. I mean… That effort.” “But I think Carl is right, ma’am. We have to be careful. If Miss Eira weren’t from a supernatural family, things might be easier. But Missh Eira is from a family of supernatural guardians, the Lurvine. Her brother has already sworn an oath. Moreover, none of you or we witches see any similarity in Lyall’s aura to Eira’s. I know very well that you and your mate share the same aura. It’s not visible in Eira and Lyall. So if we rush and are careless, we will be doomed.” The unfamiliar voice sounded worried.