Playtime by Morning Star

Lilith was playing around the melodies of death as the man started to fade off into the shadows of the abyss. Lilith wrapped her tail around the man’s throat choking him just a wee bit to awaken his ass. She whispered why no dearest it simply isn’t your time yet.

She smiled with joy for he had looked like he had died several times over. She continued to play for it put her at peace after a long night she had in the underworld. Lilith enjoyed torturing the undead souls it really was her favorite pastime. Her eye’s glowed a crimson red that filled with passion, and desire.

Lilith was in awe with all the thoughts of what this poor soul was about to endure, but Lilith didn’t care about his feeling or about how he felt. She could feel him trembling,and that made her happy. Lilith grabbed him by the throat then they slowly slipped into the shadows of hell. If people listened closely they could hear his screams as she started removing his eyeballs from his cold bloody head.

Lilith hummed while cutting into her work. She whispered into the man’s ear this you will never forget my dear. She then severed his pinky finger from his left hand.Lilith held his hand up to her mouth so she could feed before he had bleed out … Lilith was disappointed she thought this one would last longer, but the souls of the dead just don’t have what it takes anymore to satisfy her hungry. Lilith knew she had to look around for other options, and ways to feed.

Lilith laid back into her throne while enjoying a warm glass of whiskey. It was delicious because it was mixed with blood of the ancients, and that in itself was more than enough to satisfy her thirst at least it was for now. Lilith called out to all her immortals … would any of my devilish loves care to join me for breakfast or maybe even a strong drink?