Delilah Dagger Nude Novels & Stories

"Can't I do it without the heat?" Delilah shook her head and placed the knife back into the fire. "You will heal immediately after the cut and you will not scar. This knife would make it hard to heal. You will scar and that will be a reminder of the oat and what consequences come with it if you fail to keep it. So tell me, young woman, are you ready to do it." Petra swallowed. This was going to last for just a moment. She looked at Leon and he gave her a nod. She turned to Delilah. "I am ready to do it."

“Mom, you’re… it’s not true. It was just a bad nightmare. Go back to sleep now.” “Look,” Delilah began digging in her uniform top. I frowned, thinking, okay, this is definitely an episode. She took out a chain with a round pendant that I had not realize was hanging around her neck. She opened up the round pendant and showed me a picture of a little girl, light in complexion, with dark black fuzzy hair and dark black eyes, smiling from corner to corner with only a few teeth in her mouth, 8 maybe. A baby girl. As soon as I looked at that picture, my heart melted like it’s never been before. In that little girl’s eyes and smile, I saw Yoké’s smile! Her pointy nose and big forehead, just like mi

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

"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 told her. She nodded and walked away at his command. ^^^^ Delilah’s POV It felt great to see the work again, I stared outside the plane window, I took a deep breath with a smile. I placed my hand on my thighs. I could feel the dagger on my left thigh and a gun on my right thigh. I wasn’t taking chances. ‘Delilah died once but not this Delilah!.’ I thought with a frown. “Hi beautiful!.” The lady beside me said.

Li-lah stared at her phone for a very long time. She'd promise herself not to involve anyo else in her plans and be was the last person she wanted to get involved in this but she had vowed to do anything to get her revenge and she was going to stick to her guns no matter what, she dialled up the number and waited. 'Hello?' 'Hello-' she paused again, weighing up her options. This wasn't going to be easy. "Hello? This is Delilah Sanchez."

Let me see what other ways he would want to communicate with me. "Damn! Damn! Smoking hotties!" Delilah yelled, her hands on her boobs. She absolutely wore nothing on her chest besides nipple covers. Can't see what she was wearing down but I know she would also be showing so much skin. Oh well, I said it. She was standing right now and she was only wearing a thong, which showed the corners of her pussy. I was very much covered compared to what she was wearing. Layla and Zoey were sexy in their own way, not showing much skin, but still burning.

Derek As I leaned on the railing of the stairs, gazing down at Delilah's defeated form on the floor, I thought I had finally asserted my dominance. But then, her eyes locked onto mine, and I saw a spark of defiance ignite within them. She slowly stood up from the ground, With a swift motion, she reached into her shoe and pulled out a small knife, its blade glinting in the light.

She used to hear about it but watching from eyes could leave her insane. Dropping the dagger aside, he walked over to Delilah, stepping over Hooriya's dead body. That was something even crueler to her. The servants moved aside and Delilah's eyes flickered over to Nathaniel. Utter silence surrounded them until he broke the thinness by saying, “Delilah. . .” “Why did you do that, Nate?” she whispered, tears rolling down her red eyes. Her head spun at the odor of blood. He said not a word and raised his bloodied palm to cup her cheek when he saw her eyelids go heavy and her body lost its balance. Before she could fall out of unconsciousness, his arms received her body.

He reached out and pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly against his chest. He was trying to keep me from falling apart. But I was already falling. He pressed his forehead against mine, his breath shaky as he whispered, "I'm so sorry." And then, without warning, he ripped my soul apart. "I, Castor Roman, Alpha of the Greater Augusta Pack, reject you, Delilah Corrigan, as my mate and Luna." It felt like someone had plunged a knife into my chest, twisting it until I couldn't breathe. The pain was instant, searing through me like fire, burning everything inside me.