Hell’s Consort

EDITED (I inserted Lilith's past)

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (September 2021)

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Archdemon of Envy

  (High Priestess Lilith)

Princess of the 3rd Circle of Hell

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Lilith suddenly dropped to her knees due to the severe headache splitting her skull while she ignored the jagged rocks rubbing against her skin.

She would likely heal from the cuts, anyway, but what made her clutch at her skirts, searching for that comfort, was the strange sensation of cold, invisible hands touching her mind, probing, as if it was a tight box that someone was trying to open.

It sent shivers down her spine.

She knew it wasn't her doing this, but she couldn't seem to stop it.

That was all she wanted.

As she took deep breaths to calm herself, Lilith kept her panicked gaze on the ground while one hand clutched to her chest to keep her shredded bodice in place.

"Everything alright, Lilith?" 

She flinched a little when the Archdemon of Lust gently patted the crown of her head.

Luxen was not capable of concern, so she didn't understand why he even asked in the first place.

Her eyebrows were drawn together until she realised that he was mocking her for her plans from the smile she heard in his tone.

From an outsider's perspective, she made it seem like possessing Luna's physical vessel wasn't working out smoothly. 

Lilith hated to appear as she regretted it since she still thought it was the most brilliant idea she had come up with.

One another sarcastic remark, and she would tell him to screw himself.

"This bitch really knew how to take control of her physical vessel at such an inopportune time." Lilith said under her breath. 

"This bitch? Luna?" The Archdemon of Lust sounded surprised by her words, but his mirth didn't vanish. When she glanced up at him, Luxen nodded his head slowly, "Oh, she came back to share that physical vessel with you? That's interesting." He smirked, and the dimple on his right cheekbone showed itself,  "So the rumor that she escaped Satan's dungeons was true. I wonder what my brother, Ravin, would think."

"I haven't heard of her whereabouts since I was already at the Spring Courtsat the time of her punishment but I already know how she managed to do return here." She bit her lip when her beautiful memories with her husband--while they lived at a Fae Prince's Lilac Manor-- flashed in in her mind.

Lilith thought she had pretended to be the Vampire King's Empress so well that he wouldn't be suspicious of her.

Yet, she still failed even if she was careful of her every move.

Lilith believed that Apollyon would never found out as long as she kept the ruse.

It turned out that he had unravelled her identity with the help of Cederic on the first day, and it made her feel like a fool. 

She felt so damned oblivious that she didn't suspect their tactics earlier. 

  Lilith had this innermost desire to have more time with her husband since she missed him so much.

It had been such a long time since she last saw him, and play-acting as his wife gave her the privilege to be in his personal space, turning him into this starry-eyed woman.

She knew it was pathetic for a scheming Archdemon--who won one of Satan's Tournaments which led her to rule the Third Circle of Hell--to behave like a hopeless romantic, but she couldn't help it.

Lilith loved Apollyon, and she didn't care if other Archdemons—Luxen and Ravin, for example—mocked her for it. 

A long time might have passed but she knew deep in her heart that what she felt for Apollyon was love.

She wasn't interested in anyone else aside from him.

The men she allowed to enter her life and she had given access to her body were based on nothing but lust.

Sometimes,  Lilith found it easier to be with someone she couldn't love than to admit that she loved someone she couldn't have.

Now, Lilith can fully express her emotions to her husband without fear because what was impossible—someone she couldn't have—had now become hers.

Hers.

The Vampire King was hers—mind, body and soul—as long as he didn't find out who she was.

The Archdemon of Envy.

This time, Lilith wouldn't be that envious woman anymore, driven by this broken despair.

She was determined to fulfil this passionate craving to love and be loved by a mate she coveted for herself, living happily ever after. 

She can hang around Apollyon's vicinity without his cold indifference and outright disgust since it was the first time he didn't react like that around her as he used to when she turned into the High Priestess of the Vampire Realm.

This will also give her a chance to establish a new mating bond for herself and the Vampire King, just like how Ravin and Luxen bonded Luna with their Archdemon blood and tied a soul cord on her.

This was the purpose why she possessed Luna in the first place.

She aimed to get closer to Apollyon and steal him away from Luna herself. 

The following days had turned into weeks, which had swiftly turned into months in the Spring Courts.

Apollyon only returned to Lilac Manor once in a while since he was busy with the Fae Prince, the Military General, King Zephyr and the High Priest Fei, claiming that they needed to accomplish them in secret for the safety of the Faerie inhabitants in the Spring Courts.

He told her not to interfere, and she respected his decision to focus on his task because she didn't want to be a distraction.

She loved him, so she realised that she shouldn't get in the way or else Apollyon might hate her.

Every time Apollyon and others came home to visit her, Apollyon told her plenty of times that he valued her obedience and that he loved that about her, always praising her for being a good wife.. Everything was a lie.