Delia Pokemon Novels & Stories

I can’t give her up now… ‘Lana,’ Lana admits with a small smile and she takes a step back, ‘come in, you’re…injured. Delia moves forward, but her man stays where he is, his eyes fixed on me. He growls and I take a step back, extending an arm in front of Lana. The muscles rippling with the effect of holding of Kaliks bid to shift. Delia takes the opportunity to led him into the cavern, under the shimmering light of the reflected water. She looks back at me and Lana before ushering her partner down towards the water. He groans, dropping down at the side, trying to push her away as she fusses.

She would have joined her dear friend if the boy didn’t pull her back and encircled her in his arms. “Suoes divoi hifde tahr,” Delia whispered, drawing a symbol using her blood on her fingertip she bit. “Suoes di vuer laqte,” she continued. Blinding light flashed and the symbol took a form of a phoenix. It flew around the mansion and halted in the spot where Latina strutted earlier. A portal emerged in the air. “If she’s lucky, she will be back,” Delia shrugged while looking at everyone’s face. She held her head, observing the mythical bird floating just above the portal.

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.

Elias’s pulse quickened as the torchlight revealed Delia’s sharp features beneath the hood. She dismissed the guards with a flick of her hand, her voice smooth. “Leave us.” The guards hesitated, then obeyed. The moment the door closed, Delia stepped closer, her eyes gleaming like a serpent’s. “You look so sad, Elias. It almost suits you.” “What do you want?” Elias snarled. Delia’s smile was slow, poisonous. “I want what I’ve always wanted. Kael’s heart. Kael himself. But for now, I came to deliver a message.”

No matter what, I will never let her go. Never. Delia stood with the attention of everyone, her hands slightly open, resembling a white oak tree with branches stretching out, elegant and beautiful. Two golden lilies on her shoulders began to wither slowly, their deep golden petals shimmering faintly. The moment the petals touched the ground, a slow white mist began to emanate from her body. Her skirt moved without wind, resembling a swaying white sail in the breeze. Her translucent, glass-like eyes closed, and her rosy lips murmured the word "Pearl," the name she gave her white wolf.

For someone who could read a field like a map, I was completely blind when it came to her. “Kai Blackthorn.” The voice came softly, polite and perfectly measured. I looked up. Delia Oakwood stood a few steps in front of me. The Alpha’s daughter and future Luna of West Oak. Her friends lingered behind her near the fence, pretending very badly not to watch us. Delia had changed out of her school uniform and into fitted swimming clothes. I knew she was on the swimming team, her long dark hair was pulled into a sleek braid down her back. She looked exactly the way I remembered her from council meetings and inter pack gatherings.

The name itself is kind of unique because it attracts the people. Right now her bunnies in the BB building are more than 150, trained personally by Cliterella, with a signed contract. "Boss... someone entered the store..." Sierra informed and she looked towards the TV in fear.

--- About an hour later, Delya arrived at the golf course. The morning air felt fresh, but it was not enough to calm her mind. She looked toward the field. Elang was standing not far from there, wearing sportswear, holding a golf club. As soon as he saw Delya, he immediately waved his hand. “Del!” Delya walked closer, trying to look normal. “You’re fast,” Elang said with a smile. Delya just nodded. “Yeah.” Elang looked at her longer. “You look tense.”

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.