Delilah Blue Death Novels & Stories

“There’s a live video. And it’s gone viral, sir. From the club down the road.” My blood ran cold—the Obsidian Club. A notorious, chaotic, low-cost club favored by the city’s… wild youth. Delilah was there. And there was a live video. A knot of uneasiness tightened in my gut. “Send it to me,” I ordered, and hung up. Minutes later, my phone lit up with a message from him. I clicked the link and waited for the video to load. The screen brightened, and there she was — Delilah, standing on a club stage, a shot glass in hand, screaming over the now-silent crowd.

Everyone was listening to her carefully. "I will destroy the Bloodstone, and Kimberly will charge the dagger . Because as per prophecy, only she can kill him." Delilah said. She wished she could do both and protect her sister even if it meant dying. But Yoona made it clear that only Kimberly’s blood can charge the dagger. "Delilah..." Aiden spoke. "I'm sorry, Aiden, that I'm putting in the place where you can lose your mate again. But my sister is precious to me. I'll not let her do this alone. She will die." Delilah said, holding his hand tightly.

Now I'm here to auction off the only thing I have left. My body. The thought makes me want to vomit, but I swallow it down with the same practiced control that got me through the last six months, watching my father die, the FBI raid, and through learning that everything I thought I knew about my family was a lie. Through watching my baby sister get arrested for drugs I know she didn't use. Delilah is twenty-one years old. She's studying marine biology. She cries at documentaries about coral reefs. She's never even smoked weed.

He is going back to the ledger, back to the page with the authorization code and the surname that matches his own, back to the proof that his brother was killed by someone inside the family he swore an oath to serve. I do not unlock the door. I do not need to. The ledger is in the chapel, and the secret is shared, and shared secrets in this house are the same as shared blood.

I whisper. Kieran doesn’t move. “I will not.” “You have to.” My voice trembles now. “I’m not going to be the reason the system you built turns you into something that can’t feel.” “Nora.” “If you keep choosing me,” I say quietly, “eventually the Weave will stop you.” Kieran steps closer. “I am Death,” he says softly. “No one dies unless I allow it.” His gaze never leaves mine. “And I will not allow your life to end.”

James is still rocking Alex, also trying to understand what is happening. “Delilah, adjust your eyes, my child. See the unseen as I have taught you, and tell me you see it as well. There’s no reason you shouldn’t unless you’re choosing to ignore it.” Lady Camille clasps her hands in front of her and composes herself. Delilah closes her eyes for a moment. When she opens them, they are so dark blue, they could be mistaken for black. “Oh! I see it, Kas. It’s very… macabre, but magnifique, too.”

Venessa’s eyes rolled back as her body went limp, collapsing to the floor. Blowing a pink bubble of gum, Delilah tilted her head with mock pity. “Sorry, darling. I’ll be taking back my place tonight.” She pouted, then smirked. “This is where your hell begins.” Behind her, Death stepped into the house like a shadow. He slung Venessa’s unconscious body over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing. A golden entry pass slipped from her hand and clattered to the ground. Delilah picked it up, brushing imaginary dust off it before trailing after Death with a smirk.

She couldn't escape the truth that she was now entangled in a web of supernatural power struggles, and her fate hung in the balance. Amidst the pain and fear, Delilah clung to her resolve. She wouldn't let Kevin's sadistic actions break her spirit. She would fight to reclaim control over her life, even as she bled and suffered. "Then what the hell do you want from me?!" Delilah's voice broke through the torment, strained and desperate. The red dress she wore had transformed into a macabre tableau, now marred with streaks of her own blood. She was losing blood rapidly, her life force seeping away with each passing moment.

She grabs unto the chair behind her. “I saw what you wanted me to see” I should applaud technology at this point, anything is made possible with it. Who could have thought that Delilah would fake Alicia’s death and almost make me believe it. I thought she was dead, a part of me was shattered and broken to see such a thing.

Kiara asked looking at Sebastian whose eyes looked to the ground avoiding my mate’s, Kiara looked at me and took my hand in hers as my hand started shaking while I processed the news I just heard, not only has mother cheated on father, but she has plotted his death, or to at least overthrow him, why? “King Ned had killed Delilah Nathan, the princess shifted to a vampire due to her father’s blood, but King Ned bit her neck until she died because he had caught her with her mate inside her chamber, her mate was a guard” Celine said looking at me but I shook my head, it was impossible, father wouldn’t, especially not Delilah, he would’ve sentenced me or Grace to an exile if Delilah did a mistake