Dahlia In Bloom Manga Novels & Stories

I took the flowers, thanked her because my mother raised me properly, and walked out before she could try again. By the time I got back to the apartment, evening had begun to settle against the city windows. The lights below were coming alive one by one, gold and white and restless. I opened the door quietly. Dahlia was curled on the couch beneath a blanket, bare legs tucked under her, attention fixed on the television. Some crime documentary played in a low dramatic voice about missing husbands and suspicious wives. She was holding a spoon inside a pint of ice cream she had clearly forgotten to eat.

Her steps slowed when she saw him—them, standing so close to each other that an accidental movement would make their lips meet. He looking into Rain's eyes with an expression Andrea had never seen before whenever he looked at her. His arm was around the girl’s waist and the other in between them...A red rose in both their grasps and blood dripping down from both their arms. Who was bleeding? She couldn’t tell. But she hated the sight in front of her, the fact that a man as powerful as Alexander wasn’t even aware of his surroundings just because of the bitch in front of him. They were both lost in their own little world.

“Dahlia is fast. A runner to the core. She avoids conflict as much as possible, but she will fight if needed to. She has a quick mind as well. She’ll be a great scout once she finishes training.” “A scout, really? High honors for someone like her,” Oliver had chuckled. “And she’s a beta blood’s mate. I’m sure she’ll be happier-” Gunnar growled, and James had let him. Very little of what Oliver had just said sat well with him.

He was simply handing it to me, the rightful owner. His answer finally clarified my doubts. When I was 18, I set my eyes on the tiara. However, I had no idea who placed an extremely high bid and won the tiara before the auction even started. So, the mysterious bidder turned out to be Dylan. But at that time, how did he know that I would like this present? Dylan explained that when he was 16 years old, he suddenly fainted on the shore of Mirope Island, and the waves had washed him away. I was the one who threw him a lifebuoy and saved his life.

Dahlia's POV The awaited Monday is here and I feel so excited and nervous at the same time, I've got a roller coaster of emotions what if I mess up on my first day or the Boss isn't happy with me. The email sent by Miss Clara states clearly that I'll undertake a six months training by Mr. Dai Japana himself, he's the most good looking billionaire bachelor in Tokyo according to vogue magazine and my girls always read the gossip section on those magazines but I'm never interested in knowing or seeing the pictures or articles.

“The vessel that ‘HE’ created, the one with the perfect body, all of this, all that you think that was the truth, was not. In this void, you are not alone, Daniela.” With the game that turns out to be a life and death puzzle. She touches the blade that she still pints unto her neck. Within a split, second everything is under her control. Her blade turns into a flower petal of the Sakura flower. Just then the flower’s sweet scent engulfs her, all along as it swirls faster around the person she’s seeing as her. “Just who are you.” Taking a precaution, yet somewhat to her heart is whispering not to.

Dahlia shook her head in irritation. “Your constant pretense is starting to get on my nerves. “Don’t you ever get tired of provoking people only to end up pretending to be weak?” Dahlia said coldly, her voice colder than anyone had ever heard her. Dahlia was always rainbows and sunshine at some point; people even thought she never got angry. “When you’re a demon,” She scoffed with a cold smile,” I suppose you bring hell wherever you are!”

It wouldn’t be the first time Dyllen had taken hits during practice and honestly, he could use the distraction. “She might be an alpha but she’s still a girl,” Kadence called causing Dahlia to falter and miss her movement, triggering her to stay tight in Dyllen’s grip. “Little Flower’s too much of a wimp to be a real alpha, sure she wasn’t supposed to be an omega?” That hit its mark and Dahlia flinched as though struck and went limp against his hold. With a snarl, Dyllen let go and pushed her back by her shoulders. He tried to catch her eyes, but she kept her gaze averted and quickly broke free.

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

Dahlia pov They are still talking, They take it in turn to say their thing in hopes that I would hear them. And I am. "We haven't always been friends, I didn't understand why you were with us,.but we have bonded and its weird without you, your presence is wanted- needed Dahlia, -we miss you- I don't think we could go on if you died, but if you wanted to give up I wouldn't blame you, after all the things you've been through just makes you stronger, but if you are certain you want to do this, nobody will blame you Dahlia but if you don't want to then fight it, remember you still owe me a bike ride, you aren't getting out of it that easily"