Delilah You Novels & Stories

Just then, Delilah burst out of her bedroom. She looked stunning in a deep green, knitted two-piece—a spaghetti-strap crop top and a mini skirt that stopped dangerously mid-thigh, paired with heavy black boots. “Has the Emperor finally retreated?” She asked, looking between me and Aria. “He's outside,” I said. “Taking a phone call.” Delilah groaned, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “See? This is what I’m talking about. He shows up, acts like he owns the air we breathe, and then ducks out to have hushed conversations with people who definitely aren't his mother.”

[Years Later] After Delilah’s death was confirmed three years ago, the world had moved on. Her name was barely remembered except by a few Ava, Adrian, and Chase. To everyone else, she was a story long forgotten. But Delilah hadn’t stayed dead. She returned under a new identity, carrying with her the only treasure she had left…Riley. Her little girl was now old enough to walk, talk, and light up every room with her charm. Riley had inherited almost everything from Delilah, her warmth, her smile, her spirit. But her eyes… those were not Delilah’s.

Deli was hell-bent on killing my best friend. She was relentless in her assault, and I felt firsthand why she was considered the most dangerous demon assassin to walk the earth. She was also the infamous Delilah, the ancient wife of Samson, and the reason he ended up dead. Herodias' annoying commentary filled me in on this tidbit as we fought for her entertainment. I had tried to talk Mrs. Deli out of her trance, but she was too far gone to return to her senses.

Delilah responded proudly, “Of course. My father is that popular.” Hailey smiled. Given that Delilah was Aidan Morris's daughter, Hailey was well-qualified to make that statement. However, this also demonstrated that Delilah was raised in a happy family environment. Even if Hailey's father were a world-renowned artist, she couldn't feel the same level of pride as Delilah did.

Did she really do something so evil? “Yeah! Delilah was polluting her mind to the point that the little kid started screaming for help, I have to keep Faith away from Delilah now.” As she finished, she secretly scanned Dallin’s face for a reaction.

And when my eyes opened, they were scarlet red. The cells in my body were born-again, and I started to look more mature than a 21-year-old girl. I was Victoria, Blood Queen, a Kindred who had lived 533 years. I looked up to see Leon's eyes widen as if he was witnessing a miracle. "Darling," he began, reaching down to cup my face. His speech was slurred, and his body, defeated. "You're so beautiful…" I smiled against his hand and felt it slowly slide down as his body began to fall backward. I quickly raced behind him, catching his head before it hit the ground. I looked down at my mate. He saved me, and the only way I could repay him was by winning this war.

“Liam, come sit and eat with us. We’re just welcoming Dr. Quayle back after she completed her studies abroad.” Liam stared at me, but I pretended not to notice. “No need. My mom is waiting for me outside.” With that, he left in a hurry. “His mother has dementia and keeps wandering off.” “A former CEO is now delivering food. Life really is unpredictable…” “He brought it on himself for cheating on his wife with that mistress of his.” “Stop it! Dr. Quayle is here.” The next time I heard about Bianca was in the news. She had continued pursuing wealthy men and was ultimately strangled to death by someone a wife had hired, who then concealed her body in a freezer. Police later discovered it during

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

"It’s about Delia, Boss... we did a deep dive. A real thorough search into her history. Not just the fluff she told us, but the deep-down, buried-in-the-dirt truth of who she really is." "And?" I asked, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped animal. I was getting real impatient. "What did you find?" "It came back positive, Leandro." "Positive for what, Matteo? Stop talking in circles!" "She’s... she’s a Callista, Don," Matteo whispered, the words hitting me harder than a physical blow.

I saw Jake stood by the office door, leaning on the door frame, watching her too… What the hell? He linked Fuck knows but I think we may be about to find out..I link back "Oh good morning Mr Robertson, so good of you to make yourself available” she says. What the hell?! He had made himself available to speak to her! Lilah turned round and smiled at me, then looked up to Jake and smiled at him too, putting the phone onto speaker phone so we could hear everything that was said. “Delilah Patterson? That wouldn’t be the Delilah Patterson from River Ash now would it?” he asks.