Delilah Blue Death Novels & Stories

When it was almost time for Layla to blow the candles just before midnight, there were over a million viewers watching her livestream. With a party hat on her head, Layla had a bashful look on her face as she put her hands together. Meanwhile, everyone was doing the countdown. Just then, Brenda rushed into the room and grabbed Layla's arm. She smiled at her in a very strange way. "Hazel, when I saw you that day, Layla had already bludgeoned you to death and your dad had already dismantled your skeleton. "I only made a few cuts on your body. I'm sure it didn't hurt at all. So, don't come looking for me. Alright?"

He is standing on the beach of Life Zero, holding my white Scythe, but he is alone. ​I am trapped in the "Between," the space where dead timelines go to die. And standing in front of me isn't Silas or my younger self. ​It’s the real Elowen—the one who died in the very first life, a thousand years ago. ​"Welcome home, little sister," she said, her voice a soft, terrifying whisper. "We've been waiting for you to complete the circle."

Citizens fled the streets in fear when she walked the stones, many others bowed. Her only competitor was a new assassin, Dynamere Raenaleous. Her kill level was climbing fast, and she was the only member who took work faster than Rhae; most say she never sleeps. Dynamere wore full black leather, with bands covering her limbs, holding dangerous weapons. Dynamere specialised in poisons, particularly taking a liking to a famous violet poison that paralyses anyone who touches the liquid. Most of her kills were done by poisoning the kegs of liquor in the taverns that were handed off to the guilds. The next day guild houses would be littered with bodies.

“Well, we’ve captured him now, at least.” “I don’t think this is the end of his plan, Spencer,” Colin says slowly. “He said something about–he said that when he killed me, he was going to kill me the way you kill. That the world was going to witness the two Lycan Princes tearing each other apart. There was more he was about to say, I think, but I nearly started passing out at that point–” “And then I attacked him,” Delilah says, looking away. She’s clearly still shell-shocked from the whole affair.

"Just like the first vampires, Esper rose from spilled blood." "I wouldn't consider death from childbirth complications the blood of many." Ronnie was growing impatient. There was no time for riddles. "That is what I initially thought, as well. When Yggdrasil first told me of the prophecy, I was certain it meant massive bloodshed at once. I spent my days obsessed with searching every battleground that I ignored the original bloodline's gradual extinction, the same line that emerged from Lailah's spilt blood. When Delilah's hand was forced to take her own life, she brought an end to the Blue Rose vampires. As the last of Delilah's blood returned to the earth, a blue rose bush emerged with a s

*** ~~Ashley~~ *** My blood is boiling hot in anger. My head is spinning. It's — her. That bitch. She's all of the news. My brain is trying to place this. Delilah died, in a car accident, that night it was real. We all saw it. Her funeral. Everything about her ended. How come she's here? How come she's alive. How did she pull this off? I force a breath down my lungs, but it's not working.

Bronx whispers in my ear from behind me, “I’ll wait here until you’re ready. Just mind link me.” I nod, then take a deep breath. I quietly open the door and step inside the room. I close it behind me and take a step into the room. Delilah’s breath hitches in her sleep, but she doesn’t wake up. I take slow deliberate steps until I am next to the chair. I squat down and put my hand on her forearm. “Delilah?” I whisper, “Wake up, please.” Her brow furrows as her eyes flutter open. Her deep sapphire blue eyes take a moment for her to recognize my face, but when she does, they immediately turn royal blue. She gasps and throws her arms tightly around me.

I quickly pull up her number and dial. “Yo look who it is! Where have you been,” Delia shouts She was a lynx shifter, and had just gotten her animal a few weeks before I came home. I was convinced we were sisters from another mister, we pretty much had the same line of thinking. I really regretted that I wouldn’t have her day to day anymore, but we were hopeful once she graduated she might move. She hated her family and lived in a pretty dead end place. Getting to the lame school had been her goal, whereas mine had been to leave it.

She took a slow step back. Delilah’s gaze didn’t waver. “Izzy killed Kara’s son. She killed Kara’s sister. She killed the healer.” She took a step forward. “And now, she poisoned her own brother, Zarek.” Kimmelly’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Her hands trembled at her sides. Delilah bared her teeth. Kimmelly took another step back. Her voice broke. “I—I had nothing to do with that.”

Every witch has a lot of different maps for spells. “Did they actually make all of you come over?” Alley asked. “No. This isn’t even half the wild population we have over there but some of us omegas wanted to come and figure out a way to break free of them. We can’t do that back home.” Angie replied. Well shit. So that isn’t all of them like we thought it was. “How can we know you two can be trusted?” Jasper asked. “Delilah. What does a white aura mean?” I quickly asked. “Purity” Delilah responded. “I guess you really can’t.. But we can go. We will understand.” Brent replied quietly. “No.” I said quickly, gaining everyone’s attention. “When I look at them all I can see is a white aura.” I ad