Delia Pokemon Novels & Stories

' 'Well, there's only one way to know whose field it is. "Please, Miss Delia, let's hear you out," the meeting convener spoke. "What's going on?" Loretta tapped Fabian gently. "I thought you were the only one to pitch." "It seems like I'm not. I don't know what game Delia is playing, but I'm going to burn her in my field," Fabian seethed. He brought out his phone and sent a text to Mikel, asking him to send him all the dirt he could find on Delia that would make it possible for him to win against her.

I interjected, my voice tinged with frustration as I stared at Delilah, hoping she would finally understand. "Please, let her speak," Margaret cautioned, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and concern. Undeterred by my interruption, Delilah continued, her voice laced with a touch of awe. "Our friend here is the plainest amongst us all. She was born for great things. It's incredible that she still wears human skin when she's truly a goddess. She had a one-on-one encounter with Derenzantrafiakiloma, the one who reads minds. That entity visited her in human form," Delilah revealed, causing our eyes to widen in astonishment.

Delia placed a pure gold necklace with a pendant bearing a golden eagle which was the crest of her tribe, around her graceful neck. Nerina's intense icy blue eyes focused on Delia through the mirror. "Have you gotten the information I need as I instructed?" Delia swallowed in fear. She had been hoping that Nerina had forgotten all about it, but she had been foolish to think like that. Nerina never forgot anything. Ever. She searched her mind for a suitable lie but she knew that would be an unwise decision because Nerina could smell a lie before it could even be uttered. "I-I…" she stuttered, at a loss for words to explain herself.

No cameras. Only a hallway, thirty feet long. At the end: a single room. Inside it behind a thick, clear wall stood a figure. Still. Not strapped down. Not unconscious. Just… waiting. Cassian didn’t breathe beside her. “Is that her?” Aria asked. He nodded. Delia Vale turned slowly. And smiled. She looked like no photo Aria had ever seen. Older, yes. But sharp. Present. Her eyes had none of the drugged fog Aria expected.

“You’re brave, talking to him.” I blinked. “Who?” She smirked knowingly, nodding in Luca’s direction. “Mr. Del Vicchio. People don’t usually get too close unless they have to.” Before I could respond, the auctioneer’s voice rang out again. This time, it wasn’t the item that caught my attention—it was Luca raising his hand to place a bid. “Going once… going twice…” “Sold!” A smattering of applause followed as Luca reclaimed his glass from the bar. He turned, his eyes finding mine again.

Mentioned in chapter 36 when Wei and his group appear to save Riri and the others from the Lebron soldiers’ captivity. Delph- These are normal creature that are used for riding. They don’t get hungry, thirsty and tired. Delphs’ are of appearance like of camel’s neck, a lion’s head and a horse’s body with a color of gray. Mentioned in chapter 33 where they rode to go to the Forbidden Land.

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.

He's been trying to avoid this Trying to hide it from her but that ain't possible "Who the hell is she?" Tikka asked again getting kinda mad "Tikka_" "Am his fiancee" Delia scoffed staring hatefully at Tikka "E...e...excuse me. You're joking right?" Tikka stuttered feeling tears build up in her eyes "Look Tikka_" "Miguel ion she's the whôre you've been banging but please. Tell her already. We're getting married in two months time "Delia said proudly "What!!!!??"

"You're doing the opposite of neutral." "Ivory." Delia turned to face her fully, gloves dirty at the fingers, expression stripped of all its careful architecture. "I've known you for twenty years. I watched you build yourself back up from the Caden thing piece by piece, very slowly, while pretending to everyone including yourself that you didn't need to. And I have waited very patiently for two years for you to come back, not because I needed you to be here but because I needed you to stop being somewhere you were hiding." She paused. "Whatever your wolf knows — it knew it before you had the language for it. That's not nothing. That's actually everything."

"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.