Delilah Novels & Stories

I whispered, standing firmly on my feet. “Because she is the goddess of Chaos, this is Eris,” Stefan growled, removing his grip from her throat, not breaking the gaze. “Wait— so are you tell me, the stories our mother told us, are true?” Damon uttered. “I think it's more than that,” Stefan muttered, still staring into the goddess's eyes, “I think they knew each other,” “Yes I did, and I knew Lilith II, I also knew the first and it's an honor to meet the third,” she smiled, staring at me.

My deepest secret is that she, the sexy as fuck women who will soon be my wife was mine, she was my first and only and will be until the day I take my last breath. Demitria owns me, mind, body and soul... she's the fucking devil and 'm her devoted follower. She is my Diabla.

I interjected, my voice tinged with frustration as I stared at Delilah, hoping she would finally understand. "Please, let her speak," Margaret cautioned, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and concern. Undeterred by my interruption, Delilah continued, her voice laced with a touch of awe. "Our friend here is the plainest amongst us all. She was born for great things. It's incredible that she still wears human skin when she's truly a goddess. She had a one-on-one encounter with Derenzantrafiakiloma, the one who reads minds. That entity visited her in human form," Delilah revealed, causing ou

“Who is she?” I gulped the rising bile in my throat and felt my heart thudding so hard against my rib. “This is Delilah, I told you about in the last call.” She nodded her head, eyeing me up and down. “Does she even know how to work?” I almost crouched in front of her intense gaze. They’re unwelcoming and repulsion. “Yes, she helped me so much here. You don’t even know but she is a fast learner.” Kat only hummed and walked inside looking around the bakery. My palms were sweating bad at the thought of losing this job.

Delilah outlined. “I don’t want a bunch of she-wolves coming to touch me! I want my mate! You know her! You must! She was here yesterday! Just bring whoever showed up yesterday before you left! Bring me her!” I shouted, not caring that she couldn’t hear me. Delilah introduced someone. “So first is Beta Heiress Zoe Petridis. I hope she’s your one so you can wake up sooner. But if she isn’t, that’s okay. We have a lot of she-wolves waiting. We’ll find her.”

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-sh

he asked. “Maybe I don’t want to go yet? Or else I’m the one feeling all these between us? Or are you? Am I mistaken?” At her words, his heart raced. He wondered if she was his mate or not. Was she? Then why couldn’t he smell her? He couldn’t also figure out what she was thinking too. Was it because she was a vampire… “I’m Delilah, a princess of the vampire Kingdom. Let’s have a drink outside your territory, wolf,” she snickered shyly.

I asked him Delilah was nothing was a shadow of Eve, with her image like her and her being a human with no superpowers of any kind. “She is Eve!!.” And that was the moment I realized how much he wanted to believe this imposter was his bride and his girl from almost a billion years ago.

At that moment, he did not dare to be careless and quickly said respectfully, “M-Mr. Caden, who would you like to investigate?” James took out Delilah’s photo, put it on the table, and gently pushed it over, saying, “I’m looking for this woman. Her name is Delilah Kimberly, and she’s from Sol. She traveled to Eyrothia two months ago and was captured in a small country named Simzerdon on the border of Durandal. Her current whereabouts are still unknown.” “I-I’ll send someone to investigate right away,” Zyaire was frightened and stuttered. “Mhm.”

“That mark … she is connected to the murders in the kingdom, uncle!” Uncle Earl yanked her forward, dragging her closer to me. He growled loudly. “It’s indeed her, little princess. The reason behind all the chaos!” The cold setting in my gut screamed danger, alerting Bella. But I raised a question for more clarification. “Who is she? What are you talking about, uncle?” Uncle Earl’s face twisted in fury, years of rage and grief boiling over. “She is Delilah. The legendary oracle Delilah, who had cursed your life before it even began!”