Blue Dahlia Nora Roberts Novels & Stories

Let him know, that he which converteth the sinner from the error of his way shall save a soul from death, and shall hide a multitude of sins. I rolled my eyes and kept the bible in a drawer. It wasn’t that easy. Nora was trying to save my soul? It was funny to think about it. But what if? What if she was on to something? Lexa’s POV I didn’t forget that I was going for work. I almost did as I admired myself in the mirror. This blue dress was the most expensive thing I had. It was a thick light blue dress, embedded with flowers. It was sleeveless and long. Along with the dress came two white sleeves. I looked like Cinderella, without the puffiness.

"Is this dress good?" Nora asked Zia while looking herself into a mirror nervously... She wore a violet color dress sticking to her skin showing her curves which is shining bright to the light falling on it along with violet matching earrings hanging down her ear. Zia looked at her from top to bottom and gestured as "good"... Nora opened a small box from inside her wardrobe and wore a necklace, while closing the wardrobe she looked at the ring she brought yesterday along with Nora... She opened the box and hesitated a bit

After losing loved ones to the werewolf hunters' attack, Dahlia had suffered a mental breakdown, leading her to relinquish control of the Council to her daughter. Dahlia Vause, a striking woman with chestnut-brown, long hair that cascades gracefully down her back. Her beauty is undeniable, with captivating eyes that mirror the rich hue of her hair, creating a mesmerizing and harmonious look that draws attention. After finally getting Dahlia to look at her, Neon's tears welled up even more upon seeing the distant, troubled look in Dahlia's eyes. "Neon? How are you and Nebra? Tell your father and uncle dinner is ready, will you?" Dahlia requested with a smile, her words tinged with a hint of c

I counted. “All I see is work,” Dahlia sang as we walked down the aisle, grabbing things off the stand after I'd shown her my list. “Well, I'm not Noris, their five-star chef but I can be useful.” I clicked my tongue as I shoved some unsalted butter into the cart.

Nara said while lathering Dahlia's back in soap, inhaling the beautiful scent of jasmine which her friend seemed to prefer. "My princess, You shouldn't..." Dahlia tried to object but was cut right away by Nara who slapped her hands off. "Oh please hush, This is the least I can do..", Nara said with a soft voice, while staring at a very significant birthmark on Sara's back.

Sean had mentioned her boyfriend then was a cop but I didn’t expect her to get married to him. “Nick, look over there.” Dahlia said pointing to where Sean and Amelia was HUGGING each other. I looked back at her and saw a smile on her face. “Didn’t I tell you that my plan would work?” I stated with a proud smile and she nodded but didn’t say anything else, she just kept her head on my chest and silently danced. She is softening up to me. Tomorrow when she sees the Dahlias I sent her I hope she likes them because I don’t know her favorite ones and these are beautiful and matches her name.

Nora quickly took a shower and brushed her teeth clean,she had to look nice if she has to scare of a certain woman , humming she stood in front of a mirror in the closet and stared at her self,she wore a simple summer blue dress,with flats,what she had wanted to wear was one of those dinner gowns but she didn't want to look like a fool so she settled for this,it was actually beautiful as it brought out the highlight in her eyes, smiling at her self,her hair was let down on her shoulders,combed and free of tangles, nodding at herself at the mirror she carried her bag,the little bag she packed a few things in and left the room. When she got downstairs she met everyone at the dining including M

At the rate she was going, she would be lucky to make four months. Dalya was still sleeping, and Katalea didn’t want to wake her. Using a trick she had learned from Dakari she conjured a cattleya flower. This beautiful orchid is where her mother had picked her name. It looked so pretty lying by her new sister, Katalea conjured a dozen more and put them in a vase next to the bed. She made a mental note to call her mother and catch up, and left the room. She didn’t notice the tear slide down Dalya’s face.

"Mother and Father would be so proud. I think the off-the-shoulder blue gown would be flattering on you. Wouldn't you agree, Dahlia?" "Flattering," Dahlia said flatly, licking her thumb to turn the page. "Simply divine." "You'll have to beat the men off of you with a stick tonight, Sissy! Why you might even make that stick-in-the-mud fiancé of yours jealous." "Sebastian?" Narcissa snickered, stripping out of her robe without a shred of modesty, small breasts swaying as she pulled the blue gown on. "Oh, wouldn't that be a delicious treat! To see his fiancé draped over the arm of another man—how red-faced do you think I could make him?"

“You look great.” Nora glanced down at the dress that she was wearing. It was sapphire blue, with a full, tulle skirt, and rhinestones sewn into it so that it looked like the night sky. The dress was strapless, and more revealing than she was used to wearing. “It looks like it’s too much.” Winter shook her head. “You look fine,” she said. “Are you sure that you won’t come down with me?” Nora asked. “I didn’t even want a mate to begin with and now I’m stuck with one. And you were always so sure that this was something that you wanted.”