Daniella Oh Novels & Stories

"Good. I'll take you to someone tomorrow. Now get some rest. Everything will be fine. I promise." Moira nodded in agreement and ended the call after finishing packing a large box of her belongings. One more to go, then the suitcase, and everything will be done, she thought. So, there was no harm in obeying Dillan's orders this time. She was tired and needed more rest. So, after lying down on the bed, she unconsciously closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. *** "She was my best friend in high school. Daniella, this is Moira Alsen," said Dillan, introducing Moira to a woman wearing a shirt and knee-length skirt that fit her body perfectly.

she said coldly Aurelia didn’t react to the tone. “well It is now, I'm representing Zane.” Daniella studied her for a moment, then stood up. “Follow me.” She led Aurelia to a smaller conference room and pulled up additional data on the screen. “This is what you need to know,” Daniella said, her tone professional again, but not warm. “They’ve turned down two similar offers before. They don’t respond well to pressure, and they don’t like vague answers.”

He laughed as he heard the sound of their groaning. " ok Samira scored 13 from Alexis, 15 from branny, 12 from xandra and finally 10 from dreams which gave her the sum of 50 in total......... a round of applause for her" the m.c said and the students clapped their hands, while some others who hates Samira never bothered about clapping their hands. " and our beloved Nicki, scored 20 form Alexis, 20 from branny, 19 from xandra and lastly 15 from dream which gave her the total sum of 74" the m.c said and the whole school almost shook because of the students screaming.

Anna nods, he sounded experienced, he knew the world but not in the way she did. "Thank you, I'm Anna Lu" Anna stretched out a hand to him He stared at that hand for a moment before taking it "I’m Dylan, Dylan Yang” Dylan raised the girl up, carrying her in his arms he walked towards the dock where her wheel chair was. Despite it being a great weather in the morning, the night wind was cold and with their clothes being wet, the cold became almost unbearable.

They muttered something like "kids these days" "Okay. Okay. That's enough" A smooth voice suddenly piped in. I turned around and my mouth literally drops. Daniella was wearing a two piece black bikini. It accentuated all her curves that made her look so gorgeous, her tattoos were on display and her piercings were shimmering against the sunlight. Her hair was down and it bounces as she takes a step. She approaches us and stops in front of me. I was out of words so I just keep on staring. Everything seems to be on slow motion. She slowly raises her hand and tipped my chin.

Daniella chuckles. Fair enough, our names have similar syllabus. See? Even our names are close. We should be together. Well for the lastest point, I don’t mean Daniella and Henrietta, but I mean Daniella and Henry. Daniella there grabs my company phone and mentions, “Let’s create an I*******m account for you! I don’t want to miss tagging this lovely woman in this photo!” She just called me lovely. Aww. She hooks my arm and mentions, “Come, let me help you create an account.”

She held her phone to her ear and looked up at them, her lips curling into a soft smile. Daniella ended the call, slipped her phone into her bag, and began to walk up the stairs toward them. Her steps were calm, calculated—like she had all the time in the world. She wore a cream blouse tucked into pale blue jeans, her long blonde hair flowing behind her like a waterfall. When she reached them, she looked first at Nathaniel, then at Ethan. “Hi,” she said softly. “You shouldn’t be here,” Ethan said stiffly. Daniella tilted her head, her soft pink lips forming a smile. “Why not? We used to be engaged, remember?”

the justice official said. “Can we just….” “No” he cut Richard off. “I’ll try to reach the president and when this is done, you’re out of here” her mum said before they both disappeared. She buried her face in her palms before looking to the official who was looking down on her. “What’s your name?” he asked. “Daniella North” she replied. “Age?” “Eighteen”. “Do you know why you’re here?” he asked. “I tried to kill the president?” she asked back.

Just now, she had even wondered where Ronan had found such a lame violinist to throw a wet blanket on her. Seeing her looking at the violinist, Ronan asked, "Do you know her?" Abigail slightly smiled, " Of course, I know her. She is Daniella, a famous violinist." Daniella was anxious to hear her words and hurriedly said, "I am flattered. I haven't practiced hard recently. If I gave you a bad experience, please forgive me." Ronan didn't know what had happened between them, so he said without letting go of Abigail's hand, "You can leave now."

Daniella's question caused the entire area to erupt in a commotion. She was a level nine paragon and a seventh-grade medium-rank alchemist who held an exceptionally esteemed status within the sect. Countless disciples dreamed of becoming the apprentice of a powerful figure like her, and many looked at Severin with envy. As jealous as they were of the offer that Daniella made to Severin, they knew they were not good enough to be worth her attention.