Delilah Dagger Novels & Stories

Wearing a dissatisfied expression, Thea said, “Are you trying to steal my position? I’m not giving it up so easily.” Delilah simply smiled and replied, “Thea, you are a genius doctor. James is your assistant. You should focus on giving him instructions. Just leave the poison to me.” Delilah knew that the man before her was the Black Dragon. Although the generals of the Southern Plains had declared that the Black Dragon was dead, no one had actually seen his body. Delilah was a popular actress, but in this aspect, she was not that much different compared to the others. She too admired the hero of Sol, just like any other person.

Taking this advantage, Dahlia immediately escaped from being pinned down by him and grabbed hold of the dagger that was a few inches away from her. Without hesitation, Dahlia mercilessly stabbed the dagger into the rogue's head, whose eyes were closed after he received a strong headbutt from Dahlia. “Damn you...” Dahlia uttered while panting. Her eyes were cold and filled with anger while looking at the rogues who attacked her. “There's no way that I'll let myself get killed by someone like you despite the fact that we were fellow rogues before...” Dahlia uttered in a low tone as she sneered.

One of them stepped forward with silver-tipped pliers, while another held a small bottle of wolfsbane. Delilah’s eyes widened. "You wouldn’t—" Draven's voice cut through her plea like a blade. "I will. For Aurora. Speak, or bleed." The first scream echoed through the halls as the pliers clamped down on her nails. Blood spilled down her fingers, staining the floor. Aurora, who had quietly followed Draven into the corridor, flinched outside the cell, her breath hitching. Her mind raced—she needed answers, but the sight of Delilah in pain twisted her gut.

‎ ‎I groaned, pain shooting through my skull, the world turning black before me. ‎ ‎The man yanked my hair again, forcing me to look up. ‎ ‎“You shameless little bitch, you must’ve used that sly, fox-like face of yours to trap Alexander, huh? Today, I’ll ruin that face of yours and see if Alexander still wants you” ‎ ‎Delilah glared at me, pulling a fruit knife from her pocket. She raised it high and brought it down with vicious intent. ‎ ‎“Ugh!”The sharp pain across my face made me shudder, cold sweat pouring down my forehead.

I saw Jake stood by the office door, leaning on the door frame, watching her too… What the hell? He linked Fuck knows but I think we may be about to find out..I link back "Oh good morning Mr Robertson, so good of you to make yourself available” she says. What the hell?! He had made himself available to speak to her! Lilah turned round and smiled at me, then looked up to Jake and smiled at him too, putting the phone onto speaker phone so we could hear everything that was said. “Delilah Patterson? That wouldn’t be the Delilah Patterson from River Ash now would it?” he asks.

I placed the glass of water beside her and said, "Mrs. Montenegro was concerned about you, miss. She wanted me to bring you some water." Riezel nodded, her eyes welling up with tears again. But then, to my surprise, she reached out and grasped my arm. "Can I ask you something? What's your name?" she said, her voice low and urgent. I hesitated, unsure of what to say. But Riezel's eyes were pleading, and I couldn't bring myself to refuse her. "My name is Delilah, miss." I said, trying to sound neutral. Riezel's grip on my arm tightened. "I've noticed the way Raphael looks at you, Delilah. He seems to trust you, to value your opinion. And I was wondering...could you help me get closer to him?"

"Let's get them in the vehicles and talk about this somewhere else. It's not safe out here." Matt hugged Celia close and draped the blanket around her shoulders, rubbing her arms. "What happened?" Celia cried into his chest. "I talked one man that was holding us hostage into stealing us for himself. We all pretended we wanted him, and he believed us." "Where is he now?" I searched around again for biters or people. "I killed him." Andrea gave Derek a proud smile. "I strangled him with his own shoelace." What the hell? I glanced at Derek as he smiled back at her.

"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.

They are restless as if it is something wrong. James hadn't arrived at the penthouse yet. But Delilah was out again with the excuse of wanting to buy some perfume. At the same time, she steps into a materials store this time. Not knowing what she was looking for, she walked around the shelves until she found a collection of knives and daggers. Delilah stood frozen in front of a shelf, looking at some knives on their shelve neatly lined up there. She couldn't think straight anymore right now. There were only a few hours left, and it would soon be evening and then night, and it was all over.

“I have been waiting patiently for you.” “Well you have to wait, I have prisoners to deal with a new mate, and a baby coming.” I sighed. “But you could have summoned me and we could have spoken about everything already.” “Well this mate of yours, she is a Princess?” he growled. “Are you sure she isnt someone that is pretending to be one?” “She didn’t even know she was on,” I said rolling her eyes. “Her name is Delilah, she is the daughter of Mitchell the royal guard murdered years ago, you know this and I know this is his daughter.”