Delilah Hernandez Novels & Stories

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

“Me. After everything he did, I’m still the one who has to prove I didn’t ask for it.” I sat beside her and took the phone from her hand. Placed it face-down on the table. “You’ve done enough today.” She didn’t argue. But she didn’t rest either. That afternoon, Delilah called. Her voice was raw. Broken. “She’s gone,” she said. I stepped outside to take the call, my chest tightening. “Who?” “Leah Cartwright. She was one of the girls in the archive. I just... I just found out through a friend. They found her in her apartment this morning.”

I hooked a finger under her chin to stop her. "Are you going to reconsider your approach for dealing with a male A****n, Zarana of Inara?" I bridged the awkward moment. Bing! I had turned a humiliation into a learning moment. "Yes," she smiled at me. "Yes Cáel Ish... Cáel." "I swear by the All-Mighty, if I find this one crawling into your sleeping bag, I'm going to be very disappointed in you," Delilah ambushed me. Wa-ha?

“And this?” Delilah raised a picture of a blonde haired, hazel eyed middle aged man. “That's Alpha Benjamin.” I answered, she nodded. “His Luna is Elizabeth Gonzales. He has two daughters, Isabella and Camila.” I continued. “Great.” She lifted another picture. We were in my bedroom, she was currently quizzing me on the Alphas that were attending the banquet. “That's Alpha Helena Banks.” I replied. “Her partner is Sebastian Micheals. They don't have any children.”

Sara’s other health problems were also left in the past. Sara grew into a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, long legs, and a full figure. Just like her mother, she never failed to attract attention wherever she went. Can you guess what profession Sara chose? She was studying plastic surgery and was quite a successful student. But for now, let’s go back to Magdalena. Magdalena… A young woman full of life, energy, hope, and sexual desire. The same woman who had committed horrific crimes, who had arranged for her lover to kill her husband, then killed her lover herself, dumped their bodies into a ravine, and burned them both.

And Jake's mum doesn't look like she will allow me to sleep in the eatery. I really have nowhere to go. "Hey guys!" Jake's mum cuts in and Denise is distracted. "So these are your payments for today," she says and hands envelopes to each of us. When she's done, she claps her hands and settles her gaze on me. "We have a new person in our crew. Please will you introduce yourself, darling?" Everyone's eyes are on me now. Clearing my throat, I step forward and wave at them. "Hello, everyone, I'm Delilah. Delilah Hunt."

The guys abd I look at each other then at her again, she cannot be serious enough or even that delusional to think she was invited. "Uhhh...who are you-..." Emilio starts to ask but he was cut off by Quinn, she held her hand up to shush him and I was impressed how quickly he stopped his question. "I guess I can make it, afterall, I can always find a way to make time for my fans" she gloats, flipping her hair and getting up. Quinn walked out and we look at each other in confusion. She really was that delusional. "What just happned?" Elijah asks, trying to keep his head in the right place, we were all confused, not just him.

"You must be Andrea's wife?" I nodded before looking over to Andrea. He was dancing salsa on the table with a few of the other important men in his cartel. They were all so drunk and it was sort of funny but it was still Andrea. "I'm Julia," she said. "I only know him through my mate." "I'm Ella," I said shaking her outstretched hand. She had a warm tone and just radiated friendliness as she smiled. "Who is your mate?" I asked. "You probably know him," she began. "Chico. One of Andrea's guards."

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."