Delilah Shot In Head Novels & Stories

Friends at the top saw this and were going to come help. "But I was too weak... my grip began to slip and before I knew it, she holding on by finger tips. She begged me not to let go. I tried to use my other hand to get a better grip. My other hand was sweatier and so she slipped. The fall killed her instantly." Ashleigh closed her eyes at the thought. She opened them again and looked at the man beside her. "I'm sorry," she said. Richard looked at her with a small smile, "It's alright." He looked his hands and let out a sigh. He then asked, "Wait... what are you doing here?"

“This… this went too far. This isn't what we discussed.” A low, smooth ripple of a laugh came through the speaker. It was chillingly casual for the serious situation on ground. “Too far? You said you wanted her out of you way, Delilah. I’m simply doing what you needed help with. You’re the one who told me where she would be that night” “Because I thought you were going to humiliate her on her big night!!! If I had known it was going to be a shooting I never would have……”

When lives were on the line, few would act so recklessly. One of the guards said sincerely, "Mr. Larkin, you must really love your wife." Jayson kept dialing Ariel without looking up. "Yes, I do." When they reached the target zone, the scene was even worse. Gunfire cracked constantly. Jayson stepped out. "Please split up and search. This is a photo of my wife. Her name is Ariel Walker." He sent the team a photo from his phone. "Yes, sir!" Jayson watched the black smoke fill the sky. His expression grew heavier as he moved deeper forward.

I don't like going in to places like that but it has been a long time since I have had a milkshake. I try not to look at the people eating. I look at the cashier. At first I can't believe it. I rub my eyes just to be sure that I am not seeing things. It is her, standing there smiling, my Delilah. But how can it be? She's dead isn't she? The only difference is the girl standing in front of me has blue eyes. Other than that she looks exactly like my love. "Next," she calls out, a smile plastered on her face. I can't get myself to move let alone say anything.

It was more than what she had originally given him, likely including the value of the car Cedric had left behind. She stared at the number for a long time, then she opened the conversation she had secretly pinned to the top of her messages. With a swipe of her finger, she deleted the contact. Throughout the flight, she absentmindedly rubbed the wedding ring on her finger. When the clouds swallowed the earth below, covering the barren landscape in endless white like freshly fallen snow, Delilah finally arrived in Europe.

The smell of burning flesh filled the air, and I gagged, pressing my hands over my mouth. Then he stopped moving. His skeleton collapsed in a heap of ash and charred bone, his skull staring up at me with empty sockets. The fire extinguished as quickly as it had come, leaving only smoke and silence. I stared at what was left of him, my body shaking uncontrollably. What was that? What did I DO? Footsteps behind me. A gasp. "You... you killed him!" Delilah stood at the edge of the clearing, her face contorted with shock and horror, her hand pressed to her mouth. She was trembling, pale, her eyes fixed on the smoking remains of Jax's body.

Ivan tsked as he squeezed his hand tighter around Reyna's neck. “Sorry, sweetheart. It could have been different if you had just listened. If you had just believed me. But now I can't trust you, and I can't have any loose ends. Daughter or not, your too much trouble to me alive.” A loud bang filled the room Adelyn's screams made my ears ring. Reyna’s body went limp and made a thud as it collided with the floor. Her hazel green eyes were lifeless, blood pouring from the gunshot wound at her temple.

"What has Delilah gotten me into? What if he finds out we aren't related in any way? Dammit!" I'll definitely find out the truth behind all this, and why Delilah would lie about her name. I left the room, there's definitely so much to talk about by tomorrow. When morning finally surfaced, I walked into Delilah's room, she was still lying on her bed. I sat by her side, I didn't want to bother her as she had drank so much from last night. Even the cloth she was putting on was obviously clear to me that she was into some thing dirty.

The car pulled onto the main road, and Gino drove in silence, eyes fixed on the road. Delilah sat back, keeping her expression soft, but her thoughts were a whirlwind. She couldn’t let Gino hold onto that camera. And with every passing moment, the risk of him slipping away with the evidence grew. As they cruised down a deserted stretch of road, Delilah shifted slightly, sliding her hand into her clutch. Her fingers wrapped around the small syringe tucked inside. She moved with practiced ease, bringing her hand close to Gino’s neck. With a swift motion, she pressed the syringe to his skin, the thin needle puncturing his neck.

Susie said Just as Delilah was about to say another word. Susie shot her. The room stood still as Delilah fell to the ground. She was dead. Unknowing to Susie , Lyra brought out her gun and then in a swift movement. She pulled the trigger , and that was it. Susie's hands left Ryker as she slowly fell to the ground. With a precised movement Lyra turned at pointed the gun at me , her fingers moved as she pulled the trigger.