Daring Delfina's Heart Novels & Stories

Matteo said quietly. “Don’t let this place change you.” Then he walked away… and the door slammed shut. Leaving me alone. Cold. Hungry. And breaking slowly, painfully but refusing to fall apart. Not yet. Not for him. Not for anyone. Because I was Delia. And I did not bend. Not even in a cage. Not even starving. Not even when my heart ached from what he did. Tomorrow… or the next day… or whenever I got out… Leandro Cavalli was going to learn something..

I queried, "you said you already know everything about me, so what is the point of getting myself over dressed?" " I didn't say that!" Here we go again this the third time we are having an argument in less than 72 hours. " I wanted to say that you look beautiful in a casual dress," " Am I wearing a dress right now?" I asked walking towards the bench. " Why don't you go over to the rollercoaster?" It will be fun. _______ Author POV Julianne went into the rollercoaster ride with her invisible lover which she can't see, A female demon who was watching over Damien was fuming at their back, she raised her hand and pushed the air with supernatural force sending Julianne down from the top of the ro

"The engagement is on the 16th of July, it'll be the first time that Ethan and Feinah will see each other again after 8 years. My daughter can't talk right now but she can write everything you wanted to know. Maybe you two can meet this coming Sunday evening. I'll let the driver fetch you." The Doctor was true to her words, she let their driver picked me up and brought me to their Mansion. I feel like I'm dreaming because I only see houses this big on the television. I was guided by the housekeeper to the living room and there, I saw a girl who looks like me except that she's blonde. Doctor Corazon is pushing the wheelchair of her daughter and when they're in front of me the girl look at her

curtain, the bass still throbbed, the crowd still danced, and two threads of the same night — one drenched in gin and reckless charm, the other in blood and quiet obsession, moved closer to each other without either side realizing it yet. The crimson lily was still out there. And Elison Floris had just decided he would find it.

Lorraine shifted her gaze and looked hopefully at Caterina, who finally slowly shook her head. She could hardly bear to watch Lorraine meltdown in the middle of their night or to allow her energy to be distracted by these thoughts and guilt "That was not the complete version of that story you told in there, was it?" Caterina swallowed, visibly and audibly "Tell me more about DeAngelo. How does he make you feel?", "Is it in any way you haven't felt with your baby's father?" Lorraine let go of the small measure of composure shed been clinging to. Her face contorted with her effort not to let go of her truth, and her marred lower lips began to tremble.

Lila slowly walked to the opposite side of the bed. For several seconds she simply looked at him. Nothing about the boy lying there resembled the confident football captain who always seemed too full of life to sit still. Carefully, she reached for his hand. His fingers were cold. She held them between both of hers. “You scared everyone.” Her voice barely rose above a whisper. “You hear me?” “You don’t get to do that again.” She forced a smile through eyes that had begun to glisten. “You still owe me so many arguments.” Mrs. Reyes looked away, giving the young woman a moment she believed belonged only to the two of them.

The dog whirled its head around, and the sight of its pointed nose, scarred cheek, and white-fanged snarl was enough to make me retreat back against the wall. A wolf. In front of the fireplace, a wolf watched the flames. When my heart started racing, it literally sounded like thunder in my ears. The question was how the wolf had gotten inside. Do you remember if the back door was open or not? Was a window shattered from the impact? Sebastian, where were you? There's a risk he'll get hurt if he walks in on this. Discreetly, I stepped forward and slid along the rail, taking in the entire room.

“You will definitely charm all the boys in Duradel if you wear it.” Vero smiled at Gina, but her heart was beating fast and filled with fear. She secretly glanced at Jia. The girl is now chatting happily with Gina while sorting out every dress Gina brought. She knew she would not be able to escape from this place. What if Lev and the others are plotting something and want to suck her blood? Gina tapped Vero on the shoulder and she jumped in surprise. Vero widened her eyes and covered her neck with her hand. “What?!” she shouted.

The moment the surgeon stepped back, two others removed the mask from Dalia’s face and the small screen. Her eyes were closed, but she didn’t look peaceful. It was the first time in days that her expression didn’t show that she was in pain. Instead, it was just blank. There was no emotion, no life to her. The final heartbeat seemed to be my own. I could faintly feel the tears streaming down my face as I saw them performing CPR on her lifeless body. The tears made it difficult to see, but I couldn’t stop them from falling. I was losing her, I was losing everything.

Dion is in the worst state, they may not say it but I know it's happening. He is dying. I would be risking something in this one. What would happen if I give this feeling a chance? Would I take the risk for this love that is in the condition between life and death? MICS ARTEMIA