Delilah Fnaf Novels & Stories

Carla growled. The guard laughed at Carla. “You have no weight here, Princess. I can do whatever I want with this filthy creature.” Delilah focused on her breathing as the guard moved closer to her. The chopstick was behind him, so she had a limited number of things she could use to protect herself. She backed against the wall and used it to stand up. “My daughter is going to kill you for laying a hand on me,” Delilah said. “Really,” the guard said with disbelief. “Last I heard, your daughter is gone. Only the wolf remains in that body.”

When Ruby saw her staring at her, she felt discomfort and tried to cover up what she had exposed but there was no way she could. "You don't need to cover anything. You have already exposed it while coming here so it's nothing special. We are both girls and I am not interested in my gender. Before I thought you and Hera are the same but now I think you two are different. The two of you are different in your approach towards men. Disgusting." "Who are you?" "I am Gab Willy's sister, Delilah Williams." She introduced herself. "Delilah...? The famous actress that...you? Hold on, but what are you doing here? The two of you are related? But how?" Ruby was surprised. How did she miss out on this im

Inside, Delilah sat near the window, bathed in pale sunlight, happiness etched into every line of her face. “Congratulations,” I said quietly. She smiled softly. “Thank you. I was hoping it was true.” I kept my gaze steady. “You didn’t know? I knew something was wrong?” I said, hope creeping into my heart. "What could be possibly wrong?" She smirk. "This child isn't Finn’s? You know that, don't you? Why don't you tell him the truth?" I said, and she scoff. "Why don't you tell him yourself and see if he believes you over me?! The Moon Goddess may have chosen you but you can never replace me in his heart"

[Years Later] After Delilah’s death was confirmed three years ago, the world had moved on. Her name was barely remembered except by a few Ava, Adrian, and Chase. To everyone else, she was a story long forgotten. But Delilah hadn’t stayed dead. She returned under a new identity, carrying with her the only treasure she had left…Riley. Her little girl was now old enough to walk, talk, and light up every room with her charm. Riley had inherited almost everything from Delilah, her warmth, her smile, her spirit. But her eyes… those were not Delilah’s.

I watch her reaction silently fuming as his hand dips lower on her hip. Delilah quickly moves out of his grip. "It's Delilah or Lilah. Only Liam calls me Dels. And I'm actually good with mini golf for now. Thanks though." She says back to him. I'm happy with her response, even if she's mad at me I know she wouldn't go that far. "I'm just offering. If you want to use my body to piss off your ex back there I'm happy to be of service. I'll make sure you enjoy it." He deadpans, his mouth way closer to her ear than necessary.

Delilah smiled after speaking, then stepped back behind Stuart. The assembled group's eyes lit up as they considered Delilah's suggestion. While the plan was somewhat wicked, they had to admit it was clever—with his wife and daughter captured, Matthias would surely appear. Those present could not help but smirk as they glanced at Delilah, surprised at how ruthless she was. After all, Nadine was Delilah's aunt-in-law, and Leona was part of the Reilley family, yet Delilah showed no hesitation in using them as bait.

The search for Annalise had taken an unexpected turn, but one, I hoped, that would lead us to her. The forest floor, damp and littered with fallen leaves, crunched under our feet as Elara led me on a relentless trek. The dense foliage cast an eerie twilight, the only sound the rustling of unseen creatures and the erratic pounding of my own heart. Elara, a silent specter in the gloom, navigated the winding paths with an uncanny ease. Her knowledge of these woods was far beyond anything I’d expected from a young girl. Every twist and turn, every fallen log, seemed etched into her memory.

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.

I focus my mind on her and only her, and everything else around me fades, even the assault being taken out on my body. Delilah's stunning face comes into view, smiling beautifully at me. I can't believe my eyes; she's here. I look around us, and we’re in a garden filled with flowers. I see Delilah's favorite and crouch down to pick one for her. She loves lilies.