Delia Novels & Stories

When Delia began to see black spots in her vision and could no longer understand the difference between life and death, Nerina opened her fingers again and Delia fell to the ground, coughing and gasping for the air that flooded into her lungs. Nerina spun, her nightdress moving in waves around her ankles, and walked over to Delia's shaking body. "Perhaps you prefer to die that way?" She chuckled when Delia couldn't answer. "I promise you, Delia, I will find more creative ways to take your life...eventually. Now get up and stop heaving

"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."

"I ordered this for myself, I was just going to find a cool spot to drink..." Delia laughed. "You're still such a terrible liar Celine, and you're also very far behind. Do you think you are going to win over me with how slow you have been? Then again, with that face of yours, I understand why you are skeptical of putting yourself out there," she said, and my heart nosedived. "I have given my all to the company Delia, I won't allow you to steal it from me just because you think it's fun to destroy me"

The woman walked with a graceful and stylish. Audrey recognizes the woman as Delia, a famous model who is also a close friend of Rica, who also likes Liam. Audrey had seen her together with Rica on a television show and at one time, she also saw Delia talking to Liam at an exhibition held in the gallery room of the Keagan World One building. Delia wears sungla*ses and a hat so as not to be recognized by her fans, but she still cannot hide her beauty. Audrey couldn't help but have to admit that she was very beautiful.

MIGUEL POV "You are a fucking coward! First, it was Margo and now you are going on dates with other women" Delia yelled, her chest heaving as she stood over me. God! Why did I ever only get with the craziest women? "Delia for goodness sake, I came here to be with you tonight so what the hell is all this drama"

"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."

Delia stood closer now, her eyes dark pools, unreadable, unashamed. “Why are you stiffening like a child?” Delia whispered, her voice low, husky, carrying both mockery and allure. “I...” Nadai’s voice cracked, and she coughed to cover it. “This… this isn’t why I came.” Delia smiled, slow and predatory. Droplets of water slid down her collarbone, trailing between the valley of her breasts before clinging to her skin like tiny jewels. “Oh, but it is,” she murmured. “You came to me. You want to destroy Elias, to take away the distraction from Kael’s path. And now…” She tilted her head, her wet hair b

"Delia, ang aga aga ang lakas ng boses mo." Awtomatik na bumangon ako ng marinig ko ang maawtoridad boses ni Klein. "At ano ang ginagawa mo sa labas? Bakit hindi ka pumasok?" "Hinatiran ko lang po si señorita ng agahan sir. Hindi pa po kasi siya kumakain magmula pa kagabi." Pagpapaliwanag ni Delia.

Glass covered the road in a broken sheet. My heart lurches as Dyl peels himself from the ground. His head is completely covered in blood, dripping in pools from his face. He must've gone through a window. I aim for him, frantically yelling coordinates through the packs mind links. Voices yell back, but I don't hear them. I zone in on the crash. A dark fog appears from the car, and before I reach him, Dyl disappears from sight. I curse, still heading in the same direction. Mere seconds feel like a life time. But soon I'm ploughing into the dark fog.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.