Dahlia Xenoblade 2 Novels & Stories

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.

Blake grumbled, “Well, I think—" “I’m okay, Mom,” Lydia lied. Blake nodded. “Yeah, she’s fine,” she agreed. “Just know that I’m here for you, okay?” Luna Alice assured her. “Yes, Mom, I remember that.” They walked over to the Lunas, who welcomed them warmly and began to chat. Lydia flinched nervously as the conversation turned to her finding a worthy and powerful mate tonight, just like her mom found Alpha Damon. Blake noticed her discomfort and excused them to get some drinks.

Kristina is hesitant but she answered yes already since there will be no heights anymore. ________

I spat before letting Caleb lead me out of the house. “What name does she bear now?” Allan whispered to Caleb, he probably thought I was sleeping since my eyes have been closed for a while now. “Flora.” “Flora?” “Mmhmm, probably why she laughed in the first place, she’s anything but.” “I think Charon fit her most, she’s fierce and brave, I swear I’d scream or die from heart attack if I ever had to face mother” “Or ever get treated like trash.” Allan nodded before looking back at me as if to confirm that I still slept. “Do you think she should go to school today? I mean with everything that just happened.”

Ailive explained to her. The area was full of snow, at least that is what Ailive was calling it. She could see Dakaath and was sure that Ehalark was somewhere. Xylia looked confused for a few moments, then looked shocked. “The hags wanted me to kill them all, but I didn’t. I only killed two of them. The third I put in a bubble. She screams all the time, drives me nuts. I won’t kill her, though, because she told me it would be the end of me. Or something like that.” Xylia looked so sad when she told Ailive that. The sadness and fear hung on her like death. Her light was so dim now.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? Dragging Diana all the way to Paris just to ambush Roxette like some desperate, bitter ex? You drugged me. You staged that pathetic little scene in my bedroom. And now you’re following us halfway across the world like a fucking stalker? Do you have any idea how pathetic and small you look right now?” Dahlia’s smile faltered for the briefest second, but she recovered quickly, lifting her chin in that arrogant way she always did when she thought she could still control the narrative. She took a slow, deliberate sip of her wine, watching me over the rim of the glass like I was the one being unreasonable.

He raised his hand instinctively as a ball of white flame took form. It was the White Lily Cold Flame. Darryl felt a little helpless besides shocked and angry. He was the scapegoat, but Xenia would not listen to him. He had no choice but to use the White Lily Cold Flame to put up a resistance against her and flee. Oh… that was the world's most significant enchanted flame from the Nine Mainland! Xenia furrowed her eyebrows at the sight of White Lily Cold Flame hurled at her. Her reflex kicked in, and she retreated immediately.

Lacey wondered out loud, but Delilah was more concerned with Xenia. “You’re bleeding,” Delilah said, looking at the cuts and bruises left behind from the chaos. Xenia could already feel Nova healing her. “I’m fine,” Xenia tried to reassure her, but Delilah looked at her horrified as she watched the cuts heal. “You’re...” “It’s okay, Mother. It’s still me,” Xenia said, bringing Delilah’s hand to cup her face. “I’m still your Xeni. It’s just that my eyes change sometimes, okay?” Delilah gave her a slow nod.

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