Novel & Cerita Delilah Grey

The one who stood in the front stepped ahead and Delilah couldn't help but give her the attention required. She was tall and thin. Her skin was graced fairly, bearing brown and ginger specks around her nose. Her eyes were thin like belonged to sirens, their darkness was the shade of green. Her hair was tied up in a neat bun and her aura was made up of lavenders and thunder. Behind them, all were submissive to her. Delilah concluded here everyone was fond of holding dominance over something or someone. She didn't blame anyone. Their boss was the inspiration of many.

After two years she will be free to get married to whoever she pleases. We sit in silence for some minutes before light footsteps are heard from the front door. A young lady in a maid’s attire with a luggage in her hand comes into view. She is soon followed by a lady clad in all black. She is also on a face cap but anyone could tell that she wasn’t a normal person because she carried a powerful aura. Emilia Peyton.

“It’s fine. I only did a little laundry today compared to yesterday.” “I’ll leave you for a bit and just grab some medicine. Stay here. I’ll be back soon.” I couldn’t stop Gracie as she quickly walked out of the room. I closed my eyes and let my body rest. I feel so sick. After a few minutes, Gracie came back with a paper bag in one hand. I thought she was pulling out medicine from the bag, but it wasn’t. This is a— “Pregnancy kit?” I sat up on the bed, shocked as I looked at Gracie.

*** ~~Soren~~ *** I never liked Delilah’s mom, not only because she was an addict and took advantage of Lilah's kind heart. She can't be trusted. And she genuinely doesn't care about Lilah. I've witnessed this firsthand. At her funeral, she was absent, she took the money and disappeared. Now, she's back into Delilah's life like nothing happened. I don't know the game she's playing, but I could've sworn I saw her sending out a text.

Hannah, the new girl, added, extending her hand to me. I shook her hand and found myself smiling back. "Hi, Hannah. I'm Delilah." I didn't want to dive into the conversation about my thoughts, but seeing as she was probably going to be the last human I would interact with for a while, I decided to try to be nice. "So, how are you liking the pack so far?" I asked her as the bus started moving. Hannah's older sister was her only family and she had just married into the pack. She had pleadged to the Amethyst pack no longer than a month ago, but that was all I knew about her.

Delilah seemed calmed and was gentle with her hair, she did a neat bun and even acessorized it with diamond hair clips. Both sisters had a dress on and make up done already. Fiona wore a pink mixed pattern sheath with black heels matching the small patches of black on the dress. Delilah wore a grey cinch waist gown flowing elegantly below her knees with silver colored heels. Delilah had a silvery arm bracelet and let her hair down, some diamond hair pins, smoothly tucked her hair to the side. Delilah went to her drawer and took out one of the most expensive necklace she owned.

“It turned her into a hag! She knew exactly what she was doing, too!” “What the fuck are you talking about, Leni?” He looks at me like I’m crazy. “Delilah is a white witch. She can’t be a hag.” “The other night after Kas’s vision. She wanted to remove Kas’s fear. She called it gray magic. I didn’t know what that was. I told her to go for it.” I throw my arms out to the sides in frustration. “How was I supposed to know it was dangerous?!” “Is that why Delilah got sick?”

The room was completely silent now, every single woman watching as Delilah walked away, her ponytail swishing behind her. "Wait," a blonde woman two mats over whispered loudly to her friend. "Is that…?” "Yes," her friend whispered back. "That's Jax Romano's assistant. And that's his wife, Emilia." "Oh my god. She’s attacking his assistant now? How crazy is she?” “I wish she’d attack me so I’d file a lawsuit and cash a huge Cheque.” The blonde said and they giggled. The instructor cleared her throat awkwardly. "Let's, um, everyone settle onto your mats and we'll start with some breathing exercises..."

He needed to see the damage he had done to his mate to snap him out of whatever his psychosis was. Unbeknownst to us, Delilah is a potions master. Because she signed the charter to be able to live on pack territory, there were certain things she agreed not to do. Mixing potions is one of those practices that can be extremely dangerous, so she just studied theory and worked with Kas on perfecting her baking skills instead. “Gray magic.” Lenora said flatly at the revelation, looking directly at Delilah. “Did you know if that potion you gave Kas the other night would hurt her or not?”

“Milk tea. Dahlia made it.” “Give it to me.” That surprised me. Did I hear him right? Still, I handed it to him… He jabbed it with the straw and tasted the drink. What happened to Master Dryzen? Everything that I expected of him were slowly changing. He just nodded at me and leaned his head back to his seat. @Death Wish Hi there! If you are interested to continue the story, just go to search engine and look for Nine Months written by Death Wish. Once again, thank you for supporting me! Love you all!