Dahlia In Bloom Light Novel Novels & Stories

Dahlia’s P.O.V I feel my heart thrash violently against my ribs as I stare at Alpha Killian, his piercing green eyes—eyes that had been filled with something dangerously close to longing just moments ago—now nothing but cold, demanding ice. My breath catches in my throat, and for a fleeting second, I wonder what kind of wicked curse has wrapped its claws around him, stripping him of warmth and reason. But I push the thought away. It won’t save me now.

Dahlia’s POV “Let go of me! Let go!” I shrill at the top of my lungs as Lola drags me out of the wine cellar. I didn’t know where I was kept, but I have little mind to care now because I have a much more urgent problem-- “I can’t breathe! The sun! The sun is burning me!” The hot, bright beams of the sun glue on my skin, and I can feel my skin melting like under acid! I’m a sinner! I will forever belong only in darkness! I can’t bear the sun!

She smelled of wolf. Full wolf, not the suppressed register I was projecting behind the Switch, not the dampened human-baseline signal I was broadcasting as Lyanna Black. The real thing, clean and particular, the scent of a bloodline with depth in it, the specific compound of someone high-born and aware of it and comfortable with the awareness. My Silver Dawn receptors catalogued it automatically. High rank. Not the highest in this compound, but high enough to move through it with the proprietary ease she was currently demonstrating. I kept my face exactly where it was and did not let the cataloguing show.

The Book of Dark Arts". The girls names are Dahlia the dark haired one, and the blonde is Cornelia. As far as we are concerned though they are non-starters. Lily can take them out with one hand behind her back.

“What…?” Dahlia is struggling. Her body moves violently as she tries to get up. But she cannot. It is like something heavy is crushing her against the ground. She coughs suddenly.“Cough—!” A splash of dark red blood spills from her mouth. My eyes widen in shock. “Holy—” She coughs again. More blood. Real blood. I slowly push myself to my feet. My legs still feel weak but the pain in my head has completely disappeared now. The clearing is silent except for Dahlia’s heavy breathing as she struggles against whatever force is holding her down.

Alan bared his teeth in my mind just as the light I had always felt around and inside Ina was flickering, snuffed out by the weight Dahlia had dumped on her already weak shoulders. Still, a dry, rattling chuckle cut through the heavy silence of the dungeon. “She hasn’t even heard the best part yet.” Dahlia muttered, her chuckle growing into the kind of laughter that unleashed the kind of anger I had never felt before. I snapped my head up, my burning eyes locking onto Dahlia. She was slouched against the cold wall, her bloody lips curved into a sick, triumphant smirk as she watched my mate's collapse. She looked entirely spent, her own eyes half-closed, yet she was gloating as if she had jus

“ Yeah ! He likes the sister and you like the brother . Don’t act as if you don’t understand my words Amra Caddel . I wasn’t born yesterday . I have tasted love and gave birth to your mother . I would love to hear more about this later after you finish work at the company . “ said madam Dahlia . “ I told you that is not like that . “ said Amra . “ Oh please ! No boy in this world can make you nervous like this . No one has been able to affect you no matter how many expensive and luxurious grifts they would bring you , you would never be touched no matter what they did . You are the rose that everyone wants to possess in the world of the rich . You are beautiful , you are good , you are cool

And I had no choice but to follow it through. __________ Author’s Note Dahlia’s journey in this story ends here. But her story is far from over. To follow her path deeper into the mysteries, danger, and passion that await— look out for the next book: (Alpha Lumumba’s Mate) A new beginning. A new world. A love that defies everything. Coming soon.

Once my eyes spotted her again, I would always fall back into that deep hole of despair. When Dan had communicated what happened, I wanted to be the one to relate the news to her. But as fate would have it, she came to me instead. Just like she was supposed to all these while. Now that Evans was out of the way. She was mine. Whatever this was that she was doing didn't matter. In fact I enjoyed things when they were a little spicier. Two could play the game. DAHLIA "Here, have this instead. Don't drink stupidly." He growled as he sat beside me.