Delia Owens Books Novels & Stories

The map on the coffee table now had names circled, times pencilled in, and one large word underlined: ORCHID. When Delia woke, the apartment hummed with a quiet industry. Frank was already on a burner, voice low and exact. Thomas had iron in his shoulders that hadn’t been there the night before. Delia dressed, sliding the photograph of her mother into her bag like a talisman, and met them at the small kitchen table.

Loretta cried, but Delia had been blinded by her revenge against Fabian and didn't realize she was making the same mistake Fabian had made. "Oh dear, don't take it too personally. This man is evil; let me tell you a secret about why he comes for girls like you," Delia's voice dropped as she brought her lips close to Loretta's ear. "Fabian is obsessed with one lady — her name is Elara Rose." "Delia, I can make it up to you. What's your price?" Fabian asked and began to exchange words with Delia. Loretta wanted to ask more questions, trying to understand what Delia meant when she said that Fabian was obsessed with a woman named Elara Rose.

"The Alpha will see you in his study. Now." The senior household woman did not knock. She opened Elowen's chamber door with the same brisk authority she used to open the doors of pantries and storerooms, and she stood in the doorway with her hands folded at her waist and her chin slightly lifted, and she did not call Elowen my lady. Elowen was at her writing desk. She had been trying to read a small book of devotional poems her mother had given her on her tenth name-day. She had been on the same page for over an hour. She closed the book very gently and set it aside.

She wrote it all down in a notebook she kept hidden in a tampon box under the bathroom sink, because Paul never looked there. Delia was preparing a formal statement about her experience with the Kessler family and the blood debt arrangement that had nearly consumed her. She was scared. She'd spent four years building an invisible life and the prospect of becoming visible again terrified her. But she was also angry, and anger, I was learning, was a more sustainable fuel than fear.

"The contract. In the study. Five years ago." Wren's hands stopped moving for half a second. Then she made them keep working. "You found it eleven days before you left. You told me so tonight, and I let you think it was an accident. A careless woman leaves her papers out. A careless woman forgets to lock her desk." Delia's eyes found hers. "I am many things, Wren. I have never once been careless." The noise of the battle seemed to drop away. Wren heard her own pulse in her ears.

I heard a gasp, they all moved revealing a girl who was seated with at least ten books in front of her, she got on her feet, she had on a baggy round neck T-shirt, a graphic printed skirt,knee socks and brown leather sneakers. “Your Delilah?!.” She asked me. I nodded at her. “Forget about her!!.” Andreas advised. “She thinks she’s a sidekick and can see the future!!.” He told me. “I am!!, didn’t I tell you guys a new girl was gonna….” “I have to go!.” I told them and hurried off.

LEVI Delia walked in minutes later, her body was covered with Javan's coat and her face was looking all wet and red. I figured she was still crying because of the shock. I noticed her eyes glistening with tears as she came closer. I offered her a seat and she sat down. "Delia?" I called out lowly. "Yes sir," Her voice cracked as she spoke, as though she would break into further tears. "Are you okay?" I asked.

GRIFFIN ( Flashback ) Weeks slowly went by, and weeks turned to months. Living with Delia had been the best thing ever. She had become more docile compared to the first weeks of her trying to escape me. She did all the chores around the house and prepared meals for the both of us.

“I try to be a ‘regular’ everywhere in town, but Delia and I go way back and this is honestly the best restaurant this town has.” I raised an eyebrow. “Oh? How do you know her?” Oliver looked a little sheepish. “She uh… she would be my high school girlfriend’s aunt, actually.” He leaned in a bit. “Is it bad I stayed with her for as long as I did because of Delia’s cooking?” I giggled a bit, feeling my walls start to chip away. “One of my ex’s moms still sends me Christmas presents. At least you got to keep Delia in the split.”

She grabbed her sedative pills and gulped it down her throat with a glass of orangeade. "Mmmha!"She sighed and lay on the bed with her mind still going about everything. Delilah had just joined in as a volunteer and she had been the one to turn her into a wolf but now her only friend was gone. She sighed and picked up the book beside her. Only the leaders have the access to the book of plans but how come it fell into Raven's hand, there is a spy amongst them for sure and she needs it figured out. She dozed off with the book on her chest till the next morning when she began dressing for school.