Uber Lilith Mount Novels & Stories

he murmured, lowering his head near hers, “but close.” Lilith stepped forward, her silhouette framed by the fractured column she leaned against. The faint moonlight filtering through the cracks above caught on her eyes, revealing a sharp, calculating glint. “The creature is reforming,” she said, her tone cold but laced with urgency. “It won’t take long. The more powerful you two become, the stronger it will grow to match.”

With a tight jaw, he forced himself to breathe evenly as Ariella slowly rose, threw him a self-conscious smile across the amber flames, and brushed off her seat nervously. "Story time!" She waved her hand to get the attention of whoever wanted to listen. "This one is about a young woman who lived in a village, high up in the cold mountains, a place where food was scarce and good-will was even scarcer," she again looked at Malachi, as if seeking his reassurance, then continued. "Her name was Lilith, which means monster of the night." The pack members slowly sat around her, intrigued by Ariella's story.

Elias replied. Meanwhile, beneath the Black Spire… Far from the cliffs, in a darkened chamber beneath the ruins of the Black Spire, Theron stood before a stone basin filled with black flame. Across the room, Lilith paced slowly, her hood drawn back, her silver-white hair falling around a face that looked too calm for the chaos brewing outside. “She’s stronger than I expected,” Theron said, watching the fire. “The child was unexpected, but not unwelcome.” Lilith smirked. “Don’t flatter yourself. That child isn’t your concern.”

Joining Lucy, her body rushed with excitement. "You can go there," Blaze pointed at a large tree as he proceeded to take off his clothes while checking their surroundings. "There's no one in sight and I can't feel any presence." Lilith indicated a semi-circle with a radius of about thirty miles. Blaze was momentarily astounded before he raised an eyebrow at her. "That's impressive!" Lilith simply chuckled. She looked towards where Blaze had pointed to when he jutted his chin at her as if to say 'go ahead.'

She tried again, but it was still locked from the inside. Standing outside, she called out softly, "Ronan? Ronan, are you asleep?" No one answered. She stood there for a while with one hand supporting her back. Finally, she sighed and headed toward the guest room. The video continued. [Time: 1:43 a.m.] A silhouette suddenly flashed past the bedroom window. Everyone held their breath. Moments later, the window was quietly pushed open from the outside. Lilith climbed in. Dressed in black with her hair tied back, she moved with practiced ease. It was as if she'd done this many times before.

Queen Lilith ordered Albunuf to place Nuriel on the altar with her sister's lifeless body tying his hands and legs. “W…what do you think you're doing?! Untie me now?! After what I did for you! No you can't! I cannot die!” Nuriel said, shaking his hands and legs. “Shh…easy my love, this is going to be all over soon. Now…let's begin.” Queen Lilith said, touching Nuriel's face slowly. Queen Lilith gets a knife and dips it in a hot larva. She comes to Nuriel and slowly traces his heart as she places her ear on his chest listening to his heart beat.

I look down and I can see Martha’s house. “Hold on tight,” I said, flying down. He is not scared like how Lillian was. He is almost chilled. I guess Lillian and I have to work on ourselves if she survives this attack. We got to the front of her door and there were some demons around. I dropped Silver, and he went back to his normal size.

Jackson explained. “How did she see that?” I asked. “A goddamn crystal ball.” He said, shaking his head. “Well, there goes our element of surprise.” I say. “She’s been watching you the whole time. You were never going to surprise her with anything.” He says. "You bastards played me." Someone said behind us, and we spun around to see Lilith standing there. "Oh crap." I say. She started levitating off the ground and the power surging through her body was something that I had never felt before. She was beyond furious and black smoke started to appear out of her hands before she started muttering something to herself.

His hand tightened on the arm of his chair, his golden eyes calculating. Lilith turned, letting her gaze sweep them all, her cloak flaring like a drop of blood across the earth. “If Stormfang rises with a human Luna, you will all kneel. Your packs will bow to the girl who poured coffee for farmers in the south. And when her child is born, the goddess will tip the balance in their favor. Forever.” Silence stretched long. The flames hissed, sparks popping into the night. Then Magnus rose to his feet. His presence loomed heavy, his beard catching firelight, his chest broad as a wall. He stared down at Lilith with slow, measured breaths.

“Nightspire is the biggest golden city in Eryndale. The lands glow at night, the towers glitter like stars… it’s beautiful.” “So you’re planning to go there?” Alina asked. “When?” “Now. I’m leaving right now.” Lilith turned and began walking away from the garden. Alina blinked and hurried after her. “Wait! You can’t leave me alone. Please!” “Alina, please,” Lilith groaned. “Let me go. I can’t miss this year’s Blood Moon Festival.” Alina frowned. “Blood moon… festival? What’s that?” Lilith instantly froze. She turned slowly, mentally cursing herself for slipping. She shut her eyes, thinking quickly.