Warrior Nun Lilith Novels & Stories

His amber eyes burned with royal pride and defiance. My sister, Lilith, was the first to rise from her stone coffin. She moved with a practiced fragility. "Lady Lylandra," she murmured, biting her lip. Her voice was pitifully sweet. "May I choose first?" Our Sire nodded, intrigued. Lilith's form dissolved into a wisp of blood-red mist, reappearing instantly before the priest. She reached for him. "Lilith," our Sire stopped her. "He is a Knight of the Holy Temple. Holy light flows through his veins. Are you certain you can handle him?"

He scanned me, like goods on display at an auction center, trying to figure out what I'm worth. “Who are you?” He asked in a deep rasping voice. At first, I was scared, but Lexi fueled me with energy and I felt my body and mind strengthened. “I am Lilith, daughter to the former Beta of Green Forest Pack, Luna Queen of the Black Hound Pack, bearer of the gift of the priestess.” I felt a wave of power flow through me as I said those words. Adding the extra details was unnecessary, but I must admit… it felt good.

He shifted back to human form, coughing blood, but alive. “Kael!” I moved toward him, but Lilith sent void tendrils to block my path. “Pay attention, little wolf. Your mate can wait. I cannot.” She began chanting in languages that predated any civilization, words that made reality shudder. Her transformation accelerated, the human parts of her dissolving faster. “She is completing the ritual!” Iris shouted. “If she finishes, nothing we do will matter! She will be unkillable!” “Then we interrupt,” Thornpaw snarled. He charged directly at Lilith, ignoring the void energy that burned his fur, focusing only on reaching her.

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."

Jayden said, eluding the question before walking away. "Damn you Jayden!' Jaden cursed « » TRAINING ARENA** "Who the hell is that girl?" Lilith asked, walking down the arena with Tikka. There are like thirty members there right now, so it's full. It's always full though. Lilith and Tikka are the tightest female friends in the empire, one of the most skilled too. Lilith is the little sister of the twins, she is just as cold as her brothers. Both ladies made their way to the crowd who has been assembled by the twins.

"Luna is safest here, with you all here. Lilith is strong, very honestly, but she's still a hybrid. She may be able to make Omega's forget her in an instant, even after spending year with them, she can wipe herself from them, same with warriors or guards. She can mask her scent so she isn't able to be followed as well. Please understand, Lilith received her powers at a very young age, she became a witch far before she came of age for us to find out she also managed to get the werewolf gene.

She stood at the far end of the battlefield, dark robes bleeding into the shadows, her black eyes already locked onto mine across two hundred yards of blood-soaked ground. She smiled gently. "There she is," Lilith called, her voice cutting clean through the noise the way a knife cuts through silence. "The great Luna Sovereign. The chosen one." She tilted her head. "You look tired, Aria." "You look like someone who's already lost," I called back. Her smile sharpened. Around me, the battle continued to rage. I saw Dorian crash into the flank of Lilith's dark army, blond hair flying, twin blades moving so fast they were silver blurs, his voice roaring commands to our warriors. Fierce. Unstoppab

Loki approached her and, with his arm around her waist, offered support. "Lilith, are you alright?" Loki asked, filled with concern. While he was not too pleased with Lilith for insisting on volunteering in the war, the insistence had drastically raised his respect for her. She had been the only woman in the pack who'd bravely come forward to volunteer to fight. And for that, her bravery was commendable. He knew she was capable-she was trained. As children, growing up, she had always done everything he had done, even trained with him. So, he knew full well how well she could fight.

But knowing from how his plan to poison Xander failed to accomplish anything, does he plan to incite a full blown war and break the treaty between our nations for his own greed? Lilith purses her lips as she glances at the jewellery box once again. However, instead of a worried expression, she donned a rather furious one instead. "... Did he think I would always play along to his tune? Things have changed... many years ago..." Lilith frowns as she summons for her shadow guards, the only people she could trust who had protected and served her since her time back at her noble house until now. "I need to know of this unknown force. Their numbers and from whence they came. Do not engage in battl

“Then let us both pray she bleeds when caught.” Later, as the hall emptied into drunken revelry and Magnus’s warriors raised their cups, Lilith stood at the window of her guest chamber, staring out into the fog-drenched night. Her reflection gleamed faintly in the glass: pale skin, dark eyes, lips curved like a blade. The human girl would curse her name before this was done. Lucian would burn with rage. The packs would howl in fear and fury. And Lilith Duskbane would stand at the center of it all, weaving war from whispers.