Lilith Books Novels & Stories

Might as well have some fun. “Okay, so how about you be a gentleman and let me light one with whatever magic you used.” This chick has a mouth. I almost smirk. I turn around and blink a few times when I realize it’s Lilith. Fuck me. She looks a lot hotter up close. She has just enough makeup to make her features stick out. Her eyes are so blue they remind me of sapphires. And her mouth is in a pout that makes me want to claim it for my own. And that body, I want to know what it tastes like.

“You lost the right to talk to me like that when you chose Selene.” Selene’s voice cut in like a knife. “Oh, please. Don’t make it sound so tragic, Lilith. You were hardly the saint that you liked to play.” Lilith tilted her head, an icy calm settling over her. “I don’t recall ever claiming to be one. But I also do not recall sleeping my way into a man’s boardroom either.” Selene’s smile froze. “Watch your mouth.” “No,” Lilith said, her tone soft but lethal. “You watch yours.”

Lilith said taking a sip from her bottle. “What?” “The book of unbinding. It has everything that could bring my husband back. At least not everything but clues and our family history.” Lilith announced. “Why would you write a book about our family? How can you compose a book that can bring Edmond back?” “It's the only way of letting my wounds heal. I need your help sister.” Lilith said. “What do you need?” Dania asked. “I need you to take care of my daughters when I'm dead.”

When she got there and entered, she started walking up and down the narrow aisles, the soft rustle of her gown trailing behind her. Reaching for one book after another, she searched for answers. Lilith's slender fingers would grasp a volume, flip through its pages with impatience, and then discard it with a sharp movement. It didn't have what she wanted This pattern repeated as Lilith combed through the vast collection, searching for something that could grant her what she desired. And eventually…she saw what she was looking for. Her eyes caught a dusty and forgotten book tucked away amidst the shadows. She approached with a predatory gleam in her eyes, her fingers grazing the spines of othe

Candles flickered on stone altars, their flames bending toward something in the center. A figure stood there. Lilith. Her hair hung loose, her white dress stained with black smears like ink. She was whispering under her breath, eyes rolled back, hands glowing faintly as she drew strange marks in the air. When she turned, she smiled at me. “Don’t wake him,” she said softly. “Not yet.” “Where’s Griffin?” My voice shook. She didn’t answer. Instead, she reached out and touched one of the symbols hovering midair, and it burst into flame. The heat hit me like a wave, and suddenly, Griffin was there again, on his knees behind her, chains made of shadow coiled around his wrists.

It led into the guild's open plan office, which was separated from the visitor area by a long, scratched counter. There were half a dozen doors on the left. Conference rooms, small offices and Suzanne's realm. Suzanne was the heart of our guild, the woman who patched us all back up when we came back from a hunt and always gave us a lollipop as a reward. Well what should I say, she thought we were all her children. And if we didn't hear, we got an injection. It was a real shame that she was about to take her well-deserved retirement. I would definitely miss her. But our destination was the office at the end of the corridor. A sign by the door said: Jilin Halco, Master Venator.

It didn't make sense how fast she was at doing stuff. Suddenly, a thought clicked in my mind, and I studied Lilith's face for a while before hesitating and then asking, "Did you by any chance kill the investigator that I hired to dig into my uncle's death?" Silence immediately fell between us, and I took her silence as a "yes," and yet, I wanted more than just that. "Why did you kill Jessica, Lilith?" I asked, hoping that her explanation would make some kind of sense. "Her name isn't Jessica, but Black Ivy and she was not a private detective, but an assassin. The day you guys met at the cafe, she was getting introduced to her target and not a potential employer." Lilith said, and I felt a ch

“ I don't actually know . I mean I know it's not hurting to be near you like it was the last time .” Lilith thinks for a moment before she says “Have you tried to use your powers since it came back ?” I think for a moment “ No .” She stands and indicates for me to do the same “ I will chuck small light serges at you use your shield ok .” I nod and get up and move about fifteen feet away “ Ready .” she nods and lets her magic move through her fingers before firing her light ball at me . Letting my powers come forward I pull my shield up with ease but instead of the normal golden glow it also has what looks like black glitter in it .

I said, dusting my hands to erase the invisible dust on my pants before rushing towards her. She stopped in her tracks, narrowing her eyes at me. She arched her brow, tilting her head. "You're Lilith's friend?" The girl frowned in confusion. She blinked several times before shaking her head, "Who's that?" "Lilith, pretty face with freckles, loves reading psychology books, long dark brown hair, and a lovely smile." I didn't add that she often wore hideous clothes. That'd be rude. She pointed out, "You just described half the girls in this school."