Novel & Cerita Dahlia Genshin Impact

Dahlia and Tristian. The appearance of Tristian makes my blood freeze inside my veins. Him and dahlia are arm to arm as they strolls in. anyone could mistake them for newly married elite couples. As my eyes lingers on only dahlia, my muscles slowly loosens as I’m entranced by her Appearance. She’s on a short black gown with split at her breast area. A red heels beneath it and a red bag to match. Her makeup is mild yet it’s giving her the killer look. Especially with her red lipstick and as she walks in fully, she becomes even more stunning each passing seconds. The urge to detach her from TRISTAIN becomes so strong… unbearable. But since I can do nothing about it, I just remain rooted in pla

Dahlia nodded weakly, and together, we bolted, diving behind the broken remains of the statue as vines lashed the air behind us like angry serpents. We ducked into a hollowed wall, breathing hard. Dahlia shifted back, groaning as she cradled her ribs. “What’s the plan?” I asked, heart racing. Her lips twisted into a grim smile. “Only way to get her is to catch her off guard. We need a distraction.” I blinked. “You mean—me?” “You’re the only one she won’t expect to attack again. She wants you, so use it.” I swallowed hard. “Okay. Fine. I’ll draw her out. Just don’t die on me.”

His face darkened, his eyes flicking from the brand on my face to the gawking wolves at the door. After a beat of tense silence, he turned to Dahlia. As if he was afraid I might actually hurt her. "Dahlia, apologize to Cassia. Now." At his words, Dahlia shattered. "What?" Her eyes instantly filled with tears, her voice trembling. “Zane, you gave me the sigil! You taught me the magic! You said I could play with it however I wanted!” Tears streamed down her face. Her cloyingly sweet Omega scent flooded the room, thickening with her distress.

She was the model for Delilah’s remodelling, a few basic memories of hers were passed down to Delilah; including her name, age, family and love life. “She’s ready.” The tube began to open and the smoky air began to evaporate from the tube while the model's tube was still sealed shut. Delilah struggled while trying to stand up, her eyes were blurry and her limbs weak “How do you feel Alora?.” The scientist asked while studying her body movements and mood. Delilah, who is now Lena, turned slightly with her squinting eyes. “I feel dizzy, Mason?.” She murmured. The scientist turned to his co-scientist and nodded approvingly at him.

"Are you his paramour?" This woman stepped out of the last century and I'm done with playing nice. "The proper greeting is to shake my hand, tell me your name, and then we ask each other questions." She jerks her head away from me and there's something about her that gives me pause. "You're a dragon shifter like Ashrac?" I say after it dawns on me. Her eyes sweep up my body, down my body, and then she meets my eyes again. I'm surprised when her hand comes out. "I'm Jewel of the Purple Dragon Clan."