Delia And Patsy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It was Delia’s annoying voice which pulled Leila from her head. “Perhaps you should be talking to Gerald Travis. He may know a thing a two.,” she raised her bleached brow. She really disliked the woman. But she was a cross she had to bear for the sake of Sterling. And she wasn’t wrong about needing to talk to Gerald. No way Sterling ever fucked this woman. But Leila intended to make Delia’s fantasy a reality for sure. Leila leaned against the counter. “What makes you say that?” she asked.

"Hi, Del. Where are you from? I've been looking for you since yesterday. Why did you disappear, huh?" Delmar was silent and just looked at Brisa with a sad look. For eighteen years of friendship, Brisa can read if now Delmar is not in good condition. Even though his best friend didn't say anything. "Wait a moment." Brisa stopped the person who was decorating her nails. Nails that have been colored silver and will now be decorated with small white gems.

Nathan was totally enjoying it. He felt very happy. He was almost jumping and seeing him smiling, Stephen felt contended. Delilah could only sigh at Nathan and hisbways to be happy, she thought. She just smiled and continued looking forward, texting a quick message to her friend Ariana who message after so long. Ariana was her highschool friend. She went to a different pack after finding her mate. It was strange to find her messaging after so long. Delilah notified her that she and Stephen are out to their farm house with Nathan. *********

Delia was grateful every day for Riley's friendship and hoped that she could come visit her at her new home. Delia slipped her brand new phone into her bag and decided to take a leisurely stroll around the town and explore her new surroundings. She looked back at Marcus, intending to inform him of her plans, but he was engrossed in a deep phone conversation. Not wanting to interrupt, Delia shrugged it off, knowing she would only be gone for a short while.

Delya was a noble daughter, beautiful, intelligent, and known as the campus angel. “Are you sure?” Dave asked. Delya looked at him straight. “Very.” Dave slowly smiled. “In that case… I accept.” Delya smiled in satisfaction. “Good.” In her mind, Vivi’s face appeared. “Now try getting close to him again,” she thought. Dave reached for Delya’s hand. “I didn’t expect you to move this fast.” Delya looked at their joined hands. “Sometimes we have to move first before someone else takes what we want,” she said softly.

"At least we get fish. It’s better than nothing." Delilah sighed. "You mean expired fish." Victoria tilted her head, studying Delilah. "What’s your deal? You some rich man’s daughter… or a pampered side chick?" Delilah’s grip tightened on her fork. "I’m not." Victoria smirked. "Married, then?" Delilah hesitated before answering. "Yes." Victoria shrugged, twirling her own fork through the sad heap of pasta. "Well, I guess this is the end of the line for you and him."