Dalia Hernandez Novels & Stories

But I’m starting to tremble, full of guilt and stress. “You’re going to be fine,” she tells me steadily, smiling. “You don’t know that,” I argue in a near whisper. “I’ve lost everything. I can’t support him without my shop.” “You have support now. Here–with us! Don’t you see?” She waves a hand toward the ceiling. “Dalia is one of eight siblings if you can believe it. The oldest, too. She loves babies and will make the best mother one day, but she’s eighteen and far too young to find her mate yet, so for now, this is a dream for her. Let her dote on–” she pauses, arching a brow at me. “What is your son’s name?”

" Li-lah asked Maria. For the first time , Maria took a good look at the woman who had saved her. She finally remembered where she knew her. "aren't you that dancer at fuego's elementary event?" Li-lah smiled. "Yes I am. I'm Delilah Sanchez." "How did you know I needed help?" She asked suspiciously. "I have my ways of getting into situations like this ma'am." Li-lah replied. "I was at your place. I wanted to see you. I saw how the car zoomed off and I felt something wasn't right so I followed you. It turns out my instinct was right."

REMAINS FOUND IN CONSTRUCTION ZONE CONFIRMED The remains found last week at the Lewis building construction sight have been confirmed by DNA analysis to belong to none other than Dalia Gates, daughter of now multi billionaire Andre Gates and New York's lead fashion coordinator, Emily Clark Gates. After missing for over four months, the news on Dalia's sudden discovery has shocked the whole family into despair. A funeral will be held for her this evening at St. Dominic's Church in Santa Pores. May her soul rest in peace. "How the fuck did the old man pull that off?" I asked myself as I clicked on the video of my funeral.

Her sudden soft, apologetic words give rise to doubts in my head. “Jerek is missing. The Moon Goddess has punished him for tarnishing your reputation.” She smiles politely. The other girl doesn't utter a word. She quietly helps me get dressed. I have heard a lot about Dalia. She is a cheerleader and Kelly's enemy. The two hate each other. There's always competition between them to reach the top. Mostly, Dalia stays on the ground for practice. She rarely shows up for classes and the meetings of the disciplinary committee.

Ophelia said, grinning, "we can finally talk about the actual stuff." Persphone turned to me, one perfectly arched brow raised. "So. Dalia." I blinked. "What about her?" "Oh, come on," she scoffed, grabbing two wine glasses and filling them like she'd been waiting for this moment her entire life. "You're telling me Mr. Broody Padrino hasn't told you about his holy ex-fiancée?" I stiffened. "He has. Some." Ophelia made a gagging sound. "Ugh. Dalia Reign Carbone. Even her name sounds like an overpriced cologne."

Dahlia said. There was no doubt that Dahlia was very beautiful, her long black, loose curl hair fell to her back, almost reaching her waist. Her shiny olive skin and her hazel eyes were her most admirable features. Although she’s just fifteen, she acts and looks way above her age and was already used to getting advances from men, even in the coven.

Lotus Pov I couldn't contain my astonishment as Seth revealed the identity of the spy. "Dalia?" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with disbelief. It was a name that caught me off guard, a revelation that sent shockwaves through my core. How could Dalia, someone I had known for a while or I thought I knew, be involved in this intricate web of deception? Seth's expression hardened, his eyes narrowing with determination. "Yes, Dalia," he confirmed, his voice laced with a mix of disappointment and resolve. "She had been using her knowledge of this mansion to her advantage, exploiting her familiarity with its layout and its secrets."

No matter what they would come for, we would give them an example of happiness that would leave them doubting anything that happened before, to the point that they might question any word from the Western Herd. "We'll leave everything tidy," Dalia said, and I watched her with her suitcase. "I'll have to go to the cabin you told me about, so we'll have the paperwork to verify my place in the pack, cooperation, and the fact that I'm actually a healing sorceress." The sneer did not go unnoticed in her voice. And when we checked what had become her room and power center, there was no trace of it left. By the end of the night, she put a spell on the water in which the vision of her was warm and s

Ragnar was the alpha leader no more. Vernetta didn’t waste anytime in attacking Diana, but Diana’s blood still boiled from Caleb’s cousins having attacked her. She wasn’t in the mood for giving in to threats from anyone. Least of all from a female who lusted after Diana’s mate. Diana grabbed Vernetta’s leg, biting only enough to make the female bolt away and limp off. Diana didn't want to kill her, just show her she wouldn’t take guff from any gray female, not now or ever.

Danika Williams I called Elizabeth as I started getting ready but I was a mess. I didn’t understand what was appropriate to wear, how much makeup was appropriate to apply or how high my shoes can be. Elizabeth is great with such things. Parents love her, she is very respectful and sweet. “Oh thank god Elizabeth.” I breathe out as the call connects on the last ring. “Yello! Who this?” I hear a childish voice but it was a woman I could tell. “Danika here. I need to talk to Elizabeth.” I say as I go through the clothes in my walk in closet.