Delia Ketchum Hot Novels & Stories

Delilah requested, trying to make Astrid feel comfortable around her. But Astrid remained silent and continued to sip her tea. Delilah rubbed her palm behind her head feeling awkward from Astrid's silence. “I will tell you about myself instead," she said with an awkward tone and slightly laughed. “As you know I am a therapist. I will start with my likes," she said, hoping to catch Astrid's attention. But she remained silent and focused on her tea. Delilah continued, not giving up yet until Astrid warms up to her. “My favorite color is yellow. I like hiking and snowboarding. Also..."

He jerked his chin toward the far corner of the room. I followed his gaze to Daisy who was taking selfies with two friends, dress slit high enough to show her ass. “Isn’t she gorgeous?” Chuck asked, his tone dripping with admiration. If ‘gorgeous’ meant caked-on makeup and legs on display for half the city, then sure. “She’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman,” he continued, eyes locked on her. “Pretty. Hot. Fucks better than Mia Khalifa. A great cook too. She’s just… perfect.”

Suddenly, he roared, "A queen without a wolf? It is a disgrace to the royal family! Even if it's the Moon Goddess's idea, I will never accept it!" "Who says I can't shift into a wolf?" Delia, who had been silent all along, spoke up. Her voice was calm and clear, like the song of a bird in a quiet valley, easily overshadowing everyone else. I looked up in astonishment, gazing at Delia. The morning light filtered through the glass above, illuminating her smooth skin. The golden flowers radiated a dazzling light, reflecting in her azure eyes.

Stella protested with a giggle when he pretended to drag his tongue along the neck to tickle up her further. "Leo, don't do it. Ben and James may come in and I don't want them to feel awkward. Let me go." "Who cares." He responded and kept sucking her skin. Stella tried to not giggle. "Can I have WINE instead of rice ... please?" He whispered into her ears. "Don't be crazy. I'm making Tom Yam Kung for you right now. Not spicy, a lot of big king prawns and I also add a lot of straw mushrooms, your favorite, isn't it? "

I don’t care what this Alpha looks like as long as he treats Crista like the Luna she is, meaning the center of his world. “Katrina is really fun. You’d really like her. She’s beautiful.” Delilah added. I blinked, looking at my hand. It felt weird. There was a warmth, and subtle pressure like someone was squeezing it. One of them must be holding my hand in the real world. “Oh yes. You’ll just love Katrina. She can cook, too. We all know you’re a sucker for some good food.” Persephone sighed.

"Alright, don't mope. I'll bring you your favorite Black Forest cake tonight." "Yay! Thanks, Mom!" Delia chirped. Watching her daughter's mood flip so easily, Emerald smiled. Delia was still a child. She wondered if she'd ever grow up. Once Delia left, Emerald packed up her files and made a call to Filipe, instructing him to prepare the car. Then, she grabbed a few documents and left the house. … Back in her room, Delia called over one of the maids. "Go up to the attic and douse her with cold water. Let's see if that helps her remember her place."

she asserted, her tone fierce and defensive. Jennifer, now deeply concerned by Delilah's emotional outburst, pressed further. "What's wrong with you today? Why are you getting so hyped up for no reason?" Her eyes widened as a thought crossed her mind. She had seen Delilah act this way only when she was in her... heat. "Are you on your heat?" Jennifer asked, her concern evident. She knew how much her friend had to endure during those challenging times, and the memory of Delilah's past struggles weighed heavily on her.

Delilah reassures her. “Okay, so how do you want to make it up to me?” Leticia clasps her hands together in front of her, trying to act as professionally as possible. Anyone walking by the window would assume she was a regular employee helping clients. “We are going to a Michelin rated restaurant for dinner tonight. Why don’t you glamour, so people don’t think you are a Kas copycat and join us? I would love to get to know more about you,” Delilah uses her most diplomatic tone. She sounds so much like Lady Camille. It’s uncanny. She would have made a great Mother to the Coven.

They still called him that, by the way. I kept checking my phone like it owed me money. Christian was about five minutes late, and people were already trickling in, but I couldn’t focus on anyone else. I figured I’d kill the nerves by restocking the candy bowls. That was when I heard Delia’s unmistakable voice behind me. “Please tell me that Clark Kent hottie who just walked in isn’t Mr. Big Prick, because I might have to fight you for him.” My heart launched into orbit.

Grey interjected. "Don't say anything!" Ryan tapped Grey on the lap and said. "Why don't you bring it so I can help you out!" I said to her, offering her my help. "I will be so mad at you if I miss this message the Alpha is passing across," Alpha Caleb said to Delia who was parabolating beside the tv with the remote control in her face as she struggled to find the mute button. Who made the remote control too complex or Delia is the one who doesn't understand simple things?