Delia Novels & Stories

“Liam, come sit and eat with us. We’re just welcoming Dr. Quayle back after she completed her studies abroad.” Liam stared at me, but I pretended not to notice. “No need. My mom is waiting for me outside.” With that, he left in a hurry. “His mother has dementia and keeps wandering off.” “A former CEO is now delivering food. Life really is unpredictable…” “He brought it on himself for cheating on his wife with that mistress of his.” “Stop it! Dr. Quayle is here.” The next time I heard about Bianca was in the news. She had continued pursuing wealthy men and was ultimately strangled to death by someone a wife had hired, who then concealed her body in a freezer. Police later discovered it during

She held the same kind of allure as Nancy, the kind that makes you both nervous and somehow feel safe at the same time. "It's nice to meet you, Eve . I'll be the one dressing you for tonight," her voice smooth. She leaned in a little, almost whispering. "Don't worry, I'm much easier going than Delia over here is so if you need anything, just ask." I laughed, then nod, thanking her for the help. "Hmm...funny you say that because the

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

“Good Morning, Alpha Regent Bronx Andreas Mason! Joyeux anniversaire [Happy birthday], Luna Regent Goddess Iokaste Mason! How are you feeling, mon ami?” Delilah breezes into the Bronx’s office with Musu and kisses me on both cheeks. She sets down a round cake. The icing is ombre from white to lavender to gray frosting and three candles on top. “Leticia Latmus, Klay Sombun, I hope you are both well!”

as his eyebrows furrow in response. "Do you genuinely think Deliana can assist us?....." Michel enquiries while scowling. Liam shakes his head as he corrects Michel's address to Deliana, saying, "Don't, it's Mrs. Deli." "Well, it's okay with me." Mrs. Deli enters the room via the door holding two files in each hand and looking betrothed thanks to her ponytail. "Deli, with all the muck, you've been working here," Deliana responds, "You think too much, I'm sure Liam has something to come up with," and Michel is cut off.

"That's good news, Delia. Finally we have some one who loves you. You should be happy and not cry. Or is he not up to your expectations?" "It's not it." "Then what is?" "I feel you won't be comfortable with him if I tell you." "Delilah, I think it's time you let me in. Then, you can see how serious I am when I say that I respect your decision. You're a full grown lady, I can't hold you back from your desires. I can't do that."

what freaking punch? She crossed the road and started making her way down a steep side street that led to the waterfront in the pocket of the harbor and the Monaghan shipyard, and beyond that, Delia’s Diner. Or where Delia’s had been, she realized. She faltered a step, thinking maybe now was not the time to see yet another part of her life that had been filled with such love and fond memories gutted and leveled to the ground.

“As you should have been as Basil’s wife.” Basil smiled and drew closer to her, “I know Delia will do a great job.” Delia smiled brightly before leaving. She headed upstairs towards the luna’s office, planning to look around her new office in hopes to find something useful for the mission and something luxurious to keep. Maybe a bracelet or something? “Where are you going?” She froze at the sound of Adolph’s voice and turned slowly towards Adolph, but did not look him in the eye. She steadied her breath.

Alexander complimented Delilah (Aviva). She smiled at him staring at his emotionless face which made her wonder if he was being sarcastic enough or not. Delilah walked out of his office after bowing and taking a permission which was granted. She walked out with her hands still attached to the left side of her stomach. She began to feel dizzy, everything in front of her went blurry and her kneels gave way!,Delilah (Aviva) crashed to the ground fractioning her kneel, she fell back was causing fother damage to her rib.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"