Delilah Blue Death Novels & Stories

I feel compelled to be friendly to her, even though I don’t know her. “Oh, silly me.” When she laughs and sets down her bag, which looks like an old school doctor’s bag. I can’t help but think her laugh sounds like bells tinkling in the air. “My name is Delilah. I’m a special advisor to the Luna Regent and the Goddess Foundation. I was the one who pulled the poison from your system after your brother attacked you.” “Oh, well then. I, uh, I owe you my life. Thank you.” I want to bow my head, but I can’t bring myself to look away from her eyes, which seem to have changed color to a lighter shade of blue.

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.

Dean had paid for it with his life, and he, Marcus, was lucky to escape with his life. The blacksmith stared out of the window of the moving bus before proceeding to spit outside. He was on his way to his parents where he would stay out of the reach of the demonic boy and the accursed house till things calmed down a little. After all, he had heard how Jason’s little witch brother was killed. The boy would be out for vengeance. That was one thing he could not deal with. He still remembered the day his wife traveled and he was in Jill’s apartment. Nobody was supposed to be home, not one. But the fool had come to Jill’s apartment, pushed open the damn without knocking, saw them naked and at eac

“That was only going to kill him. Maybe parts of you, but only small parts. Tiny little parts that would have also rejoiced in the bloodshed. Sure, Sweet Marie would have died, but Bloodthirsty Marie would have been born. And it would have been something . . . desirable. Something you wanted. Like putting your jaws to a bleeding throat. But this? This will kill all of you. It will kill your soul.” “I don’t care about my soul. I want to know if it will work.” “Don’t do it. Please don’t do it.” If he carried storms in his eyes, she carried desolation in hers. “Don’t you understand that I’m already dead?” “Marie.” “What else can be taken from me? You tell me that. What else can they take?” Lyle

Pablo says before scampering away leaving Costello to his imagination as he pictured how highly and respectfully he'd be treated when he finally gets that diamond. A fancy vivid blue and cushion shaped diamond weighing about 345.03 karats with an estimated worth of about 1.5 Billion dollars was no piece o' cake. It has been highly sought after by the rich and fancy, wealthy and affluent, Kings and Dukes, Lords and Princes, even the dreaded members of the underworld; the gangster bosses, mafia lords and godfathers. Everyone wanted the rare possession not minding what it would cost them. But today, Costello would beat all his contenders to it and the Blue Diamond Of Josephine was going to be h

Those that were lucky to conceive, eventually die. Some were lucky enough to stay alive to bear at most three young ones and eventually die immediately after the third one. They are only one percent of them out of the whole supernatural world combined. However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily.

"He'll find out the truth. You'll regret ever messing with his head---I hate you Nathan....." "Burn in hell bitch" he spat and in that moment, Mrs Selena Dane took her last breath. Grinning maniacally, Skull took out his knife and chopped off the dead woman's fingers. **** DAHLIA Arch stared at me, emotionless. He looked really hot today. He still looked like a wreck, considering the nasty eyebags and the unshaved stubble covering his jaw. His shiny black hair was pulled back in four bold braids that made the color of his eyes stand out even more.

“Cocaine certainly wasn’t in the deal.” Kaia winced, remembering something from her research on Eton prior to their meeting: Eton's father had died from overdosing. “But I haven’t seen even a hint of that scandal when I researched you, so you must have hushed it up?” “Of course I did. But it wasn’t easy with the deaths involved. And I don’t do drug trafficking, so I didn’t have the necessary connections. I ended up spending millions to hush it up and owing a lot of favors to people I’d rather not owe anything.....

Now death was all she deserved. But before that, I wanted to deal with Lucien once and for all. When I looked back at the bed, Delilah was lying still but the rise and fall of her chest made it clear that she was alive. True to my doubt, Lucien was not where he was standing a moment ago.

A loud gasp escaped my mother’s lips, “Daniel, he didn’t mean it he’s clearly intoxicated!” Silence fell around us as the conversation had drawn an audience. My father came from a long line of Betas and had already earned his title in the usual way by defeating his father in combat. Not to mention he had stood by Alpha Atticus (Austin’s father) through countless pack wars through the years. The last one that claimed Alpha Atticus’ life left my father with a blown-out shoulder and an ankle that did not heal properly giving him a slight limp. He gave his all for his Alpha and I know he would until my brother came of age for the title.