Delilah Hernandez Novels & Stories

Her soft-spoken tone mixed with her warm and kind demeanor angered Karmina. "I have never seen you before." She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Are you a new Witch?" "I am not." Delilah replied. "I am here as part of the Counsel, however." She walked over to the other side of the wall, just out of sight. There was a scraping sound of wood against stone as Delilah dragged a chair from around the corner and placed it in front of the cell. She took off her cloak and draped it across the back. Delilah wore an elegant white dress that fit her form. White pearls embroidered over the chest in a heart-shaped pattern. As the pearls met at the bottom of this heart, just where the skirt began, lacing

“He has my kid. How can I go against him? He will kill my baby. I ...” A tense silence stretched between us as Delilah muttered under her breath, talking to herself. I almost jumped when she grasped my legs and looked up, pleading piteously. “I am begging you, Candice. Only you can help me in this vast world.” ... I didn’t know what Delilah meant when she begged me, as before I could gather more information, she lost consciousness. Her limp body fell to the ground like a tree in a storm. “God! This is amazing!”

“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.”

"I didn't want you to find out this way." "Well, I did." I scoffed again. "You even told him that your name is Camila. Why the fuck would you even do that?" "Because I don't want him to know I'm Delilah! I don't want him to find out that I am his assistant's daughter."

Oh gods I was nervous. You aren't the only one. Channing and Arachne mindlinked me. We stopped right next to our mates and they lifted our veils, as Eugene, Hades, and I have to say it Alice and Mad Hatter took their seats. Arachne let out a snort as she looked at me. "I know it's hilarious right?" She said aloud. I nodded and then we focused on our mates, as a woman began to speak. Hera. Arachne mindlinked me.

The door spat out the face of one of the staff in charge of the gathering, “Miss Castillo, it’s time.” She answered the staff with a heaving sigh and followed her. While walking, Lyv heard Madam Anastacia’s voice echoing around. The woman motioned her to wait in a corner while waiting for the signal for her to come out. Lyv’s heart was pounding with nervousness. She tried to calm herself down. “Relax, Lyv. You can do this,” she whispered into the air. “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s a great pleasure to introduce the woman who captured the elusive heart of my beloved grandson and the future mother of the Dela Vega heir. My granddaughter-in-law, Miss Lyvette Andrea Castillo.”

Then the MC’s voice boomed across the hall… “Ladies and gentlemen, let’s put our hands together for tonight’s most dazzling pair….the perfect couple! Chase Monroe, the country’s number one wealthiest bachelor and first to achieve international acclaim… and his partner….” The announcer paused, confusion flickering across his face as he glanced at the card in his hand. “…Delilah Hart. CEO of Hart Enterprises, the once-thriving business empire that collapsed after the tragic death of the Hart couple and the disappearance of their only daughter.” The hall erupted into murmurs. “What? Delilah Hart?” “Isn’t she supposed to be dead?” “Impossible. Venessa was his date, wasn’t she?” “Wait…I heard the

Unknown Location, The Other Woman The woman stood in front of a wide mirror, tracing the curve of her stomach with reverence and something colder, ambition. Her name was Delilah. Lucien’s final creation. Not a clone. Not a surrogate. But a savior, bred to finish what he started. In her veins ran the DNA of three people: Lucien. Alma. And a donor no one had ever identified. Behind her, a man entered the room. Tall. Shaved head. Eyes like winter steel.

" I nod, too scared to speak. We take off running, Dyl dragging me behind him. I can still hear the gun shots even as we get fighter down the hall. It's a wander no other patrons have come out. In fact, I couldn't remember the last time I saw another guest, or staff member since we'd arrived. "Dyl," I say, wanting to voice as much. "Through here," he opens the fire escape door, basically pushing me through. Once we're in the stairwell he turns to me, "Jump on my back." "What?" He shows me his back, "Get on Andrea. We need to move fast, you will slow us down." I bristle but oblige, hastily jumping up and letting him catch me. Dyl grips my legs tightly, and gives no warning as he shoots down t

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.