Dahlia In Bloom Light Novel Novels & Stories

Dahlia’s. I glared at Elizabeth, shoving her aside. I was about to open the door when she grabbed my arm with a lot of strength. "You don’t want to go in there, she-" I ignored her as I shoved the door open, stopping in my tracks as I took in the scene before me. Dahlia lay on the bed, her eyes shut, her top was on the floor and she was laying in her bra and skirt. Anger and worry enveloped me, my heart pounding as my eyes snapped to the open window and saw someone almost completely out. My eyes blazed as I ran to the window, grabbing him before he could jump down and dragging him back into the room as he swore.

Dahlia completely locked my head in position, latched her hand to the roots of my hair, and nearly tore them out from my scalp. I groaned breathlessly, yet I was far too entrenched in her world that my tongue wouldn’t stop stroking and dancing till she came. Screamed my ears to deafness as she burst at my face like an exploded tank. Only then did Dahlia let me breathe. Her legs wouldn’t stop twitching as she fell on her back onto the bed. Her claws slowly retracted from my scalp while I lifted my head. Proud and accomplished, as we both panted as if we had just conquered the hordes of hell.

"Cassia, I can explain—" Just then, hurried footsteps echoed from the doorway. Dahlia burst in. Her body was covered in red marks, her hair a mess, her eyes filled with desperation. She threw herself into Zane’s arms, sobbing hysterically. "Zane! Save me! She's a monster!" Zane’s pupils dilated as he saw the state she was in. His gaze swept over the "Blackmoon Pack's Slut" brands covering her skin, and his face turned to stone.

Dahlia changed her appearance, and used the cultivation method she learned from James to hide her soul aura. As long as she stayed away from places with soul-detecting treasures, her identity as a human would be hidden. Dahlia left the courtyard house, while James waited for her return in the room.

(Dahlia) “LUNA Dahlia, Luna Rosie is here to see you.” Before I could answer my assistant, Rosie walks in my room with a basket of fruits in her hand and immediately smiles upon seeing me sitting on the rocking chair while holding a children's book. That one night with Brent was all the omega in me needed to conceive.

Because if she looks too long, she might see the truth in my eyes. ******************* Later, after the students are dismissed, I find Dalia in the royal greenhouse. She’s tending to a stubborn orchid, fingers brushing its petals with more care than she gives most people. It used to be our mother’s favorite flower. “Watching her again?” she asks without looking up. I exhale a sharp breath. “Is it that obvious?” Dalia grins. “Only to anyone with eyes. Or a pulse.” I drop onto the stone bench across from her and run a hand through my hair. “I can’t keep doing this.”

"The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who has nothing left to lose." I looked at the card, then back up into his dark, hungry eyes. I reached out to take it. As I did, I intentionally let my fingers brush against his calloused palm. A sharp, electric shock shot through me, and I let out a soft gasp. Franco’s eyes dilated instantly. He stepped half an inch closer, his thigh brushing against mine. He knew exactly what that touch did to me. He wanted it just as much as I did. "Rule one," Franco whispered, leaning down until his lips almost brushed the shell of my ear, his breath

I was befuddled. “You said you have no family left, right?” I slowly nodded. “I found one of your relatives, Dahlia.” itsclarixass

Lupin, Hunter, and Bram had Gahn on his knees. “No,” Dahlia said, her voice low but sharp. Everything seemed to slow as Gahn just stood there, grinning, his arm outstretched. The trio backed up, shifted, and Dahlia didn’t hesitate. She bolted, leaping over them mid-air, shifting as she landed, a white wolf with a glowing crescent between her ears, staring them down. Gahn’s eyes snapped open, taking her in.

Brian hastened to reassure the girl even as he nudged Maeve from his lap and stood up. Lea Diane, smiling with relief, and led the way to the room. She opened the door then stood to one side to allow Brian and Maeve to enter before her. She smiled at Maeve's gasp of surprise. The Dahlia Room was done in tasteful shades of green and red, suggestions of the flower in question here and there with the use of shadows and empty space. Great big vases stood on two tables, each holding three dozen of varying types of Dahlias and adding a subtle perfume to the air. There was a large four poster bed in the center of the back wall and some pieces of equipment Maeve didn't recognize along with a couple