Delilah Shot In Head Novels & Stories

All the films that she wrote were blacklisted. - Delilah had been staying at the Newhouse villa before she was officially arrested. She was unusually calm when she was arrested. She walked out of the house quietly and turned her head to glance at the house before entering the police car. She looked like she was bidding farewell to the first half of her life—she also seemed like she was looking for something. A figure suddenly appeared! Wilfred ran out and pointed a gun at her head! The maids watching were shocked and ran away while screaming.

“I could feel it slipping out of me. Like something was trying to break free. I could not stop it, Viktor. I tried, but I could not.” Her voice trembled on the last words, and something dark stirred in my chest at the thought of her fighting alone like that. “What happened next?” I asked. She swallowed. “Vivian appeared.” My frown deepened instantly. “She came out of nowhere,” Delilah continued. “I barely had time to register her before she shot me with a tranquilizer. I remember the sting, and then everything just… went black.” Silence settled between us. My mind was already moving, piecing together timelines and memories. The nagging feeling in my gut that had disturbed me since I heard ab

His arm slashed the dagger through their skins, the sharp movements of his body not even letting the water rest above him and splash around. He took his gun and began shooting the men. Many of them died before they could reach him. Delilah had to crouch beside the car's opened door and cover her ears tightly. She was crying, her heart was beating crazily. Suddenly, the sound stopped and she reluctantly looked up from her knees. Her watery eyes only met her husband who looked calm now. Water droplets mixed with blood trailed down his temple, hanging through his chin. The rain's gentle trickling could be heard in the background. Her breathing was harsh and loud. She wanted it to end and she th

Delilah’s hand reached for Jackson’s pocket, and she pulls out a gun, and hits his forehead, He growls in pain as he took few steps backwards,blood dripping down his forehead A blood curdling scream pierced the air as terror filled Mia’s eyes, then a loud gunshot was heard,Jackson fell hard to the floor, One went through his chest the other through is stomach, blood began gushing out of Jackson’s mouth. As a satisfied smile tucked at the corner of Delilah’s mouth, Anger got the best of Mia and she used Delilah’s weapon against her, shooting multiple times in the eyes and chest, Fiona’s scream pierced through the air as she hugs her mum’s leg tightly. A tear dropped from Delilah’s eyes as she

Caleb’s POV He shot her. My brain stalled. My mouth wouldn’t close. What the actual fuck just happened? Delilah’s scream split the air as she crumpled, blood soaking through her sleeve, dripping down her arm. I caught her before she hit the marble, my own hands instantly slick with her blood. Shit! She's losing a lot of blood. “Delilah—oh, fuck—Delilah, stay with me!” My voice cracked as I pressed down on the wound. She cried out, her body trembling against me.

Kimmelly gasped, stumbling back. But Delilah was done listening. She lunged again—this time, there was no mercy. Her fangs tore into Kimmelly’s shoulder, drawing a sharp cry from her lips. Kimmelly fought, but Delilah was stronger. Faster. More ruthless. The dagger appeared in Delilah’s hand like magic. One quick motion. The blade plunged into Kimmelly’s heart. A choked sob escaped her lips. Her body jerked, then went still. Delilah yanked the dagger free, her face impassive as blood stained the snow.

Delilah pursed her thin lips and shook her head. "Now my shoes are almost broken from running in the forest!" James grimaced and smiled. "Let it be. I'll buy a thousand shoes more expensive than that." Delilah only smiled faintly and brought her seat closer to James' thighs, which stretched forward. "Now, what should we do?" Delilah asked and was confused. "Help me take off this suit!" Delilah then came over, stood on her knees, and helped James take off his suit. Using the flashlight on James' phone, Delilah could finally see the gunshot wound on James' shoulder. His blood was soaking the entire sleeve of his shirt.

“Taking blood cock like you were made for it. I love how wet your hole is.” Delilah took a break from filming, she propped the camera on a tripod, making sure it was still recording the wild, wide shot, then sauntered over with a hungry smile, and straddled Silver’s stomach. She planted her ass on his mouth, and Silver’s face dug between her ass cheeks, his mouth directly on her cunt, he instantly attacked Delilah’s pussy with his tongue. “Mmmm, fuck yeah” She moaned, and lowered her body down to his dick still smacking against his stomach with pre cum leaking profusely.

Raphael's eyes were fixed on her, his face pale with shock and horror. And then, in a voice that was barely above a whisper, Riezel dropped the final bombshell. "You know, Raphael, it's ironic. The woman you loved and lost, Delilah, is the same woman you love now, Ava. Isn't that funny?" The world around us seemed to freeze, the only sound the heavy breathing of the crowd, the only movement the slight tremble of Riezel's hands as she clutched the shotgun. Raphael's eyes were fixed on me, his face a mask of shock and confusion.

He looked relieved after making sure I was okay. “Queen Delilah will be fine, my king,” Vincent said. “It was a miracle.” “Miracle?” I asked. “If the bullet had hit any other wolf, they would not have survived. It was a silver bullet,” Vincent explained with a sigh. “How could this happen? I deserve to be punished.” Elias shook his head. “It wasn’t your fault, Vincent. Someone made Delilah a target on purpose.” Made me a target? “Unfortunately, all we found was the abandoned rifle. There was no scent on it. It was as if it had been planned perfectly,” Vincent added.