Daniela In The Heights Novels & Stories

Alicia starts, her voice trembling slightly. Daniella stands up, crossing her arms. "And what if I do?" she replies, her tone defiant. "No, you don't understand, Daniella. You can't tell anybody what you saw," Alicia pleads, her eyes darting around the room. Even though Daniella knows she would never tell a soul, she finds herself wanting to prolong Alicia’s agony. "Oh, that I saw you and the gardener exchanging saliva? Why would I tell anyone that?" Daniela asked sarcastically, a smirk playing on her lips.

"I didn't want you to find out this way." "Well, I did." I scoffed again. "You even told him that your name is Camila. Why the fuck would you even do that?" "Because I don't want him to know I'm Delilah! I don't want him to find out that I am his assistant's daughter."

while tilting his head. The girl who came to help me tried to hold back her laughter. Dane glanced at her questionably. “Got something to add Kendra?” “Catrina is a lying bitch,” Kendra unveiled. “Fuck you!” Catrina snapped back. Dane looked at all of us before settling his gaze on me. “New girl, what happened?” I tilted my head to the side, letting my hair fall over my eye, and replied, “Nothing, sir.” Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!”

Vera's voice came from somewhere to her right — strained, compressed, the voice of someone speaking through the effort of holding something that was trying very hard not to be held. "Danielle." She turned her head. Vera was eight feet away. She was still upright — that was the first thing, the thing that mattered, the silver-haired woman was still on her feet and still between the creature and the pool's near rim and this was an act of such extraordinary physical will that Danielle felt it as something close to reverence. One arm was held at an angle that suggested damage. Her face was set with the specific expression of someone who had decided on a position and was not revisiting it regardl

, she said and they all bursted into another bout of laughter. "Dream girl. Hey, you dream and imagine too high, get low girl, Dino Escobar wouldn't even look your side", Flourish said. "Or better still, Henry should know about this now, before things get escalated", Chinny said. Daniella made a face. "Henry? He is just my boyfriend. If Escobar should approach me now for either relationship or marriage, then who am I to say no huh?" She asked. The girls glanced at each other unbelievably.

My parents went to bed only twenty minutes ago, so I really hope they’re already asleep. — Why would I tell you that? — I look at him, confused, as I close the door. He doesn’t answer or even look at me anymore—he’s staring at something, or someone, behind me. I turn quickly and see Daniela watching us with a little smile on her face. My eyes drop to her figure. She’s wearing high-waisted black jeans, a black knit top with a lacy purple cropped overlay, black biker boots, and a faux-leather jacket.

"I guess I don't get what you're saying." "I know it's you Amelia! You can cut the act now." Li-lah shook her head in denial. "I'm really not who you're saying I am. I'm Delilah Sanchez." Diego's faith was shaking. Is she really not Amelia? Was he wrong? "You're not Amelia, are you?" "That's what I've been saying. You must have thought I was someone else. Delilah Sanchez is who I am." but... "Mom, Grandma is here." Lia said running over to Li-lah. She was excited.

version, if the person waking up happened to own concealer, highlighter, and generational trauma. Beside me, Daniella checked her lipstick one last time using her front camera. Her hair was softly blown out, satin blazer draped over her shoulders, cream slip dress underneath. The “supporting creative team” version who could absolutely steal someone’s job if she felt like it. “Hazel sent a new Poppy photo,” she said, angling her phone toward me.

Her hazel eyes glinted with a kind of mischief I'd never seen in them before. I knew her little time with Misaki changed a lot about her, but right now, I could clearly see what changed. This Danielle in front of me was increasingly bold and daring. She had no problem turning me on, even in the presence of over a hundred other people. If that isn't hot, then I don't know what is. "What I need...is your full, undivided attention or trust me..." She said, leaning close to my ear to whisper her next words.

Queen Aera rushed to their direction, “Ellaine, are you alright?” “Yes I am. Please don’t worry about me.” But the crowd once more became chaotic. The women screamed and ran away at all directions while some men poised their hands above their hilts. Above, a woman with tattered bat wings, long forked tongues, and sharp claws circled. “That’s right! Run away and fear me!”She hissed. A mighty dwarf stepped out of the shadows. He pulled out his sword from its scabbard, “Come down here and fight me!”