Dahlia Tvd Novels & Stories

“ 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

I patted her hair. “I have something for you…” she grinned. I rose from my seat, expecting her to leave me to the adjoining room. That was where she gave me the one thing she was excellent at—sex. But when she brought out her phone instead, a look of disappointment appeared on my face. She dialed a number, once the person answered, she put the call on loud speaker. “Any news about DAHL?” She asked. “Dahlia seems to be working on a new project, an important one. Almost everyone at the company is expected to pull an all nighter for it….”

Dahlia went nuts at the thought of Harrison being in live streams, but the boys never expose him. A few times, I have found Dahlia playing with them. All four of them sitting in front of the big screen in the games room with head seats on and screaming at the TV. That was before she became pregnant. She has even had an Xbox set up in the bedroom so she can play when she is in her nest. “Ok, then it will be tonight. About the wedding.” I say when Titus cuts me off. “Do you think Destinee has not been planning this since Dahlia was born?” he says chuckling, earning chuckles from us all.

Meanwhile, at the Harmon's villa. Dahlia was already hysterical, screaming, "That damn bitch! Why doesn’t she just die? She made my daughter kneel before her! I’m going to kill her! And that old bastard—I'll make him suffer too!" Jordan, who had just returned from the bathroom, was startled by Dahlia’s outburst. "What’s going on?" Dahlia pointed at the TV, "Look at this, Zoey made Ariana kneel before her! Aaaahhh! I can't stand it! I'm going to kill her!"

What was she thinking? Chloe was chatting with another friend, but she noticed Dahlia's stormy expression and asked, "What's wrong?" Dahlia could've just asked someone else to send the video to Phoebe to ensure she saw it, but she found that to be too much of a hassle. She said, "Chloe, do me a favor." Chloe was a computer science major. She wasn't great at her coursework, but she was pretty good at hacking. She took Dahlia's phone, and in no time, the video was successfully sent to Phoebe.

Dahlia made a remark as she continued on with her movie. Lisa gave a slight smile. She wasn't a big fan of watching movies, and it would be her first time watching a K-drama. 'But since Dahlia says it's nice, it can't be that bad.' She thought. Spending less than 10 minutes to wrap things up, she tidied her table, grabbing her purse. "Let's go." Dahlia stood up, face to face with her phone. "Are you really going to walk like that?" Lisa said incredulously as they walked to the elevator.

Gerthel asked as she alighted from the bed. “Not yet. Stay in the bed and looked at the television screen. I am going to show you video clips from a movie, which shows the art of making love.” Ms. Dahlia then put a USB on the side of the television and then the movie clips started to play. Gerthel bowed her head in shame. She could not look into the scene playing on the television screen.

Neon commented seeing Cleopatra's brows knitted together in worry. "Dahlia Vause has busied herself with a very disturbing hobby ever since the attack on the Council. She managed to scare me away, now I'm hoping she doesn't do the same to you before you get the information you're after."

“And mark my words, David Fisher… if Dahlia so much as breathes the same air as that girl again, I will personally send her to therapy, Paris, or Mars. Whichever gets her away faster.” Dave laughed until his sides hurt, and even Dera couldn’t help but smirk after a moment, shaking her head at her ridiculous, stubborn husband. “You laugh now,” she said, picking up her wine glass again. “But if Dahlia comes home talking about how Lena Hale’s eyes sparkle under the moonlight, you’ll be the one explaining that to your old friend Richard.” Dave raised his glass in a mock toast. “If that day ever comes, darling, I’ll just tell him… fate has a cruel sense of humor.”

Dahlia took the 2x4 from my hands and walked over to the saw. Dahlia is my niece. She is 18 years old, and beautiful as can be. She stands right at 5'2" inches tall. She has long blonde hair, green eyes, full pouty lips and just a few freckles splashed across her pert little nose. Her body is lean from all the running she does, and she has very shapely, muscular legs with the most incredible backside that I have ever laid eyes on.