Deacon Dahlia Novels & Stories

Dahlia stood at the empty table for a long moment. Then she picked up the card and turned it over and stood there looking at it while her staff moved around her and the Friday service went on, then she put it in her pocket and sighed.

And Xander looked like he was one second away from murdering both of them. Alaia saw the situation escalating and stepped up to the group, taking Xander’s hand. “Good Morning, Gentlemen.” “Good Morning, Luna,” they both replied with slight nods of their heads. “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. It’s quite the predicament, isn’t it?” “Yes, Luna, it is. But he’s too boneheaded to listen to reason!” “There’s no need for all of that, Benjamin. Since I’m here, though, I was wondering. What do the two of you think of dahlias? They are a beautiful flower with the most amazing coloring. A perfect mix of roses and daisies in my opinion.”

He held my hands as he slowly led me to the altar, and everyone made way for us as we passed. Arriving at the altar, I could see how happy Dean was, even happier than I was, and all I did was laugh. "Today we have brought a great blessing into the Ghost Pack. Our Alpha, our ruler, we are glad to announce that he has found the one his heart has been searching for. Today, we are happy to tell you all that Alpha Dean now has a Luna." I could hear everyone becoming happy just hearing the priest say that, and I felt like crying for joy.

Witches can’t be trusted. “Its about time you all got here,” a voice called out. We all looked up to see Dahlia descending from the sky. “I was starting to think you all chickened out.” Her boot clad feet hit the snow and she gave us a smile. She was clad in a knee-length, light brown fur coat with fishnet stockings. Her long hair was neatly bundled at the back of her head and her makeup was perfect, as always. “Dante,” she acknowledged. “Dahlia.” I responded.

Dahlia took the 2x4 from my hands and walked over to the saw. Dahlia is my niece. She is 18 years old, and beautiful as can be. She stands right at 5'2" inches tall. She has long blonde hair, green eyes, full pouty lips and just a few freckles splashed across her pert little nose. Her body is lean from all the running she does, and she has very shapely, muscular legs with the most incredible backside that I have ever laid eyes on.

It’s beautiful, another note falls out as I take out the dress. Get ready, you have a lot of birthdays to celebrate. Your devils x I smile slightly at the dress. A smaller box under it. My fingers slowly and carefully open it to reveal a pair of earrings. A devil, with a daisy inside its mouth. It makes me smile. Getting washed, I consider what today could be.

Brian hastened to reassure the girl even as he nudged Maeve from his lap and stood up. Lea Diane, smiling with relief, and led the way to the room. She opened the door then stood to one side to allow Brian and Maeve to enter before her. She smiled at Maeve's gasp of surprise. The Dahlia Room was done in tasteful shades of green and red, suggestions of the flower in question here and there with the use of shadows and empty space. Great big vases stood on two tables, each holding three dozen of varying types of Dahlias and adding a subtle perfume to the air. There was a large four poster bed in the center of the back wall and some pieces of equipment Maeve didn't recognize along with a couple

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.

she whispered. The Advisor Saffron raised an eyebrow. “Is there an issue, Head Maid?” Smite’s fingers gripped the letter as though she might tear it. “N-no, my lord.” She said, forcing a bitter smile and then she cleared her throat, “By His Majesty’s decree… Lady Dahlia has passed the Temptation Trial and is to advance to the next stage.” The laughter behind her died instantly. Poppy let out a tiny gasp, squeezing my hand so hard it almost hurt.

Ann shouted after Jessica before the dorm room door shut. ‘Good thing New York never sleeps,’ Ann thought and pulled her duvet over her face to block out the light that was coming in from the curtains that were white with abstracted flowers on them. *** “Hello beautiful,” Deacon greeted Jessica with a bunch of blue flowers consisting of Cornflowers, Globe Thistle, Iris, and Empire blue butterfly bush. “Hello,” Jessica smiled and gave him a kiss before taking the flowers from him. “I have a great last day of summer planned for us,” Deacon said, and held his arm out to her.