Delia Novels & Stories

asked Helena as she crouched down. “It's okay, I just lost my friend. I just miss Winky, Master.” Delia looked up and saw a strange face she had never known. She wiped her tears and looked at Helena from top to bottom. “A-Are you a teacher at my school?” asked Delia doubtfully; she had never seen Helena's face before. “No, I'm not the teacher here. I'm from Castile La Mancha. By the way, who did you say earlier? Winky? Is he a little boy who is the same height as you and has a sharp chin, white skin and brown eyes?” Helena asked.

I called Elijah, my tech guy. “what?” he groaned. I rolled my eyes. “find me David from the college” I hear him type somethings and shuffle around. “there are 50 David’s, which one?” “streamline to psychology’ “about 5 of them” “send me all their pictures and names via email, I’m waiting” the images popped into my email and I printed all of them out. I took the pictures back to Camila and asked her to point out which one was her David. She was hesitant but after some persuasion she pointed at David O’Connor. I pecked her forehead and walked out of the room to make a phone call. I called the vice-chancellor of the college.

He always looks permanently surprised. His sister, Delia, is no different. She loves to wear hair extensions, which makes her hair look huge. She’s at least five feet tall without shoes and in her fifties. But the rest of her is not. Delia is a self-admitted plastic surgery fanatic. She’s had breast implants, a facelift, and various other surgeries that she’s mentioned. Her bottle-blond hair is always coiffed, and her makeup is never smudged. Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her without makeup.

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

Katherine said, since you guys are obviously not going to miss me, I guess I should be on my way then" "Wait... Wait" Delia said, she sat Deanie on one of the chairs and handed her one of her toys, then she turned back to Katherine. "I have something to tell you before you leave... And I don't know how you will take it. I just want you to promise me that you will try to be understanding" "Wow" Katherine said, "This sounds interesting.... And a little frightening. What is it, mom?" Delia cleared her throat. "Remember last time I went on a trip?" she began and Katherine nodded. "Well, I met someone. A man. His name is Michael. And

She looked at Ivory the way you looked at a friend you'd been worried about and were now performing casualness for. "You look good," Delia said. "I look tired." "You look good and tired." She slid one of the pastries across the table. "How was the drive?" "Long. Wet for the first half." Ivory pulled the pastry toward her. "You don't have to do the warm-up, Del. Just say what you came to say." Delia smiled — the real one, not the careful one. "God, I missed you." She wrapped both hands around her mug. "Okay. The stories. You said Stellan mentioned them."

Lucia says referring to Emilia with her famous smile plastered on her face. She was right. Emilia had a weak spot for sea foods. They were her favorite. “ For dessert, Profiteroles and Apple tarts will do. A bottle of champagne also. We have every reason to make a toast tonight. That would be all Andre, thank you.” She finishes off with a smile. Andre nods politely and heads for the kitchen. “ So tell me Emilia, how did you meet my son. I would ask Liam but the boy won’t spill.” Lucia says turning towards Liam with a fake pout.

They left the path and took another route which led to a mini store downtown. Teresa highlighted Amaria's horse and ran into the store, Amaria jumped off her horse too, and Dove transformed back into her human form and stared at the store while Elex jumped off his horse. Elex glanced at her, he noticed she seemed lost. He tapped her shoulder and asked, “ What's wrong? ”, she looked at him and shook her head, “ Nothing, it's just that it brings back memories” she mumbled, ' My father and I came here once to sell his armour and sword, I wonder if it's still here,' she thought. Dove turned around and walked into the store. ' She's odd' Elex thought and shrugged as he followed her into the store

Ingrid was a little hesitant to obey her alpha’s order since her health was at stake, and considering the fact that she just returned from a warfare and was supposed to eat healthy foods to help revitalize her system. “Yes, alpha.” Ingrid, who was in no position to question her alpha’s orders quietly replied, and started her way to the kitchen. “On second thoughts, I think I’ll like to have chilate de pollo (a fiery chicken soup) for lunch.” Isabel’s voice halted Ingrid in her tracks. “Still… Don’t forget my bottle of tequila.” She concluded through mind link before heading upstairs. She needed something hot and spicy as her emotions were all over the place. She needed something to keep her

"I guess I don't get what you're saying." "I know it's you Amelia! You can cut the act now." Li-lah shook her head in denial. "I'm really not who you're saying I am. I'm Delilah Sanchez." Diego's faith was shaking. Is she really not Amelia? Was he wrong? "You're not Amelia, are you?" "That's what I've been saying. You must have thought I was someone else. Delilah Sanchez is who I am." but... "Mom, Grandma is here." Lia said running over to Li-lah. She was excited.