Delilah Shot In Head Novels & Stories

She was going to die here and she wasn't ready yet…there was still so much she wanted to do. Liam picked up the syringe and the vial from the table and smiled at her. His eyes never left hers as he inserted the syringe into the vial and pulled. Delilah watched fear gripping her as the liquid entered the syringe. It was actually going to happen; she was going to die here, no one could save her now. This was the cliamx of her pitiful existence. "You can't kill your mate, it's a sin to the goddess" Delilah said the fear in her voice, evident her breathing now ragged.

I am the matriarch of Marquis Valebrook Manor, a woman who lives with unyielding pride and has never once bowed her head to a concubine. When I open my eyes again, I've become the neglected wife in a modern wealthy family, driven into depression by my scumbag husband and his mistress. When I expose their sordid affair, my scum of a husband, Joseph Cooke, sues me for "invasion of privacy". The judge orders me to issue a public apology for 15 days, and the entire internet eagerly waits to watch me become a laughingstock. Joseph smirks. "Apologize or spend the rest of your life behind bars!" The mistress, Naomi Baxter, sneers in provocation. "Times have changed, Brenda. In today's world, t

"It seemed like SWAT came to catch Mr. Jakob!" Delilah heard that, got so mad she blacked out, and fell straight back...

Jackson positioned himself in front of her. Cole reached for the nearest makeshift weapon a metal rod. The footsteps grew louder. Then a voice echoed from the shadows. “You should’ve stayed in the shaft.” Savannah froze. She knew that voice. Smooth. Cold. Familiar. Delilah stepped into the lobby. Her face unreadable. Her hands empty. But her eyes her eyes were full of warning. And fear. “Run,” she whispered. “All of you. NOW.” Before any of them could react A gunshot ripped through the air. And the tower lights went out.

Delilah's POV My eyes ran over the peach shaded walls, and the huge white curtains covered most of the room. Under the dim light, it was not much visible to see the inside of the place. When I had woke up, I found myself in this unfamiliar place. Panic settled in but when I tried to move put of here, pain shot through my feet. I looked down and the early cut of the feet has opened. It didn’t cure totally when I decided to remove the bandage, it couldn’t be used anymore.

"Who reported us? That was my daughter. I would never have harmed her!" The officer replied, "Someone submitted video evidence showing the two of you placing multiple sleeping pills in Queenie's milk bottle, which ultimately led to her death." Her voice rose and she said frantically, "No, that's impossible! Was it Xavier? He's lying! He just wants to ruin my wedding!" I rose from my seat, holding up a USB drive. "Queenie, we should let everyone and the police decide whether it's a lie or not. I'm here to show everyone exactly how you killed Queenie."

He let go of the steering wheel, "Doesn't matter..." After a loud collision, he plunged into darkness. When his spirit left his body, he thought he saw a familiar figure. (The End)

The first thing that appeared on screen was chunks of flesh flying around, and blood splattered everywhere. The video was crystal clear. Every face and every voice was captured perfectly. "This is just a minor accident. Only one person died. You won't lose anything even if you bear the main responsibility…" "One person died, and you call that a minor accident?" In the video, my furious outburst, Bertha's indifference, and Owen's coaxing and tempting Logan were all recorded clearly. According to the influencer, as it was summer break and the campus was empty, she'd gone to shoot some content, pretending to be a student.

I even watched the cameras all over the airport and didn’t see anything after she went into the bathroom. My men also went to the morgue and claimed Penelope’s body. She is currently in our morgue, her body is being preserved for when Scarlet is ready to bury her. I haven’t told her that yet either as I was hoping Courtney would show up and they could bury her together. Her body was in very bad shape. The report said she was killed quickly. A knife slashed through her throat and almost decapitated her. It was so deep that her head just would fall back, exposing everything. She wasn’t touched or violated in any way. Just like a hit would be. Just like I would have done. It almost made me wond

Thankfully, her nemesis wanted her delivered alive. I could hardly say this chaotic affair was enjoyable, yet some jack-shit moron just had to make it worse. First someone drew a knife and then things escalated rapidly. Two shots rang out. I didn't hear anyone screaming in agony, so the shots must gone up, or down. I saw Delilah go down in a tangle of three opponents. I had my Glock out to pistol-whip a few assholes.