Delirium Characters Novels & Stories

He’s not who you think he is. As was my habit whenever I felt out of sorts, I plunged into research, seeking clarity in the chaos. Delilah lay sprawled across her bed, a whirl of discontent as she mumbled about the dangers of glitter toxicity. Her focus was lost to a sea of TikTok videos featuring dogs in tiny protest shirts, each clip a snapshot of canine indignation that contrasted with my intensity.

The butler replied, “Yes,” and hurried off to answer the door. As soon as the door opened, Delphine rushed in. Caleb breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who it was. Once inside, the first thing Delphine noticed were Carol and Evelyn trembling in the corner, both of them visibly unstable. “What happened to them?” she asked in surprise. Caleb shot her a cold glance. “I heard your Barry’s been having nightmares every night too. The three of them are suffering from the same illness.”

The door opens and Damian walks in, wearing shorts and a singlet that hugs him tight, displaying his sexy, muscular and masculine body. He frowns at me as Delia stands up. “What were you thinking, running into an oncoming motorcycle? Just because I call you kitten, doesn’t mean you actually have nine lives.” Delia chuckles and leaves the room and I make a face at Damian who comes over to the bed and sits beside me. “I didn’t run into the bike, I didn’t see it coming,” I say, adjusting my body upwards so I can be level headed with him. Why the hell was I calling for him while I was drifting in and out of consciousness? I hope Delia didn’t tell him that.

Since Keyara still appeared disoriented and didn't move from the bed, the nurse wheeled her to the director's room. Amora welcomed Keyara, whose eyes looked empty and silent like a doll. As a psychiatrist, Amora had seen various people entering her facility. Some couldn't engage in conversation due to delusions, patients who constantly heard whispers in their heads, and patients who were always agitated. Some patients closed themselves off, like Keyara, who sat before her. Amora then ordered the nurse pushing Keyara's wheelchair to position it in front of her desk. The nurse followed Dr. Amara's instructions.

It had veered off course, taking an unfamiliar route. A smirk tugged at the driver’s lips. --- "Ma’am, are you awake?" The voice was distant, male, and unfamiliar. Delilah’s eyes fluttered but remained closed. A sharp slap across her cheek jolted her awake, the pain pulling her fully into consciousness. Her blurry gaze landed on two men standing before her. One smiled, his teeth bared in a way that made her stomach churn. "I think she’s awake now," one of them said. "Good," the other replied.

The ward was completely silent. Another one of our neighbors, Sean Boyer, stared at me incredulously with his jaw dropped. Even Jessica frowned hard as she looked at me. Delilah froze at first. Then, she looked at me in shock and said, "What nonsense are you saying, Ron? I'm your wife, Delilah Rowland!" "Officer, I think that Dad must have had some severe carbon monoxide poisoning and hallucinated things." A cold, calm voice appeared at the door. It was Dakota.

“If it isn’t what I think, then what is it? “Don’t tell me this woman was actually telling the truth that you’re her driver?” By the time she finished, Linda was already laughing. “Only a shameless freeloader could come up with something that ridiculous. “Jason, prove them wrong! “Tell everyone, loud and clear. “Who’s the CEO, and who’s the employee?!” Linda’s friends all turned toward Jason as well. “That’s right, Mr. Jason! Show them who you really are.” “A broke nobody and a bunch of hired actors actually thought they could come into your home and put on this ridiculous act. Put them in their place!”

Camille heard a strange noise from Ryan's room on her way there and she quickly ran in to see what could have caused the noise. As soon as she walked in, the first thing that she noticed was that Ryan was already on his feet and when her eyes went to the other end of the room, she saw Isabel and Adrian beside Amelia and she immediately noticed that Amelia was unconscious. "What exactly is going on here?" she questioned and when Ryan turned to face her, she noticed that his eyes were red and that was when it dawned on her that the person in front of her wasn't Ryan but the evil spirit that she had met in Ryan's head earlier.

he said. I was so surprised he was talking to me like that. He had never been so rude to me before. I mean, he was the one who wooed me over. I never really thought about what his character would be like and how he would treat me. It was so stupid of me. Delusional, again, I would say. But he had to apologize to me, because I wasn’t about to let him speak to me like that.

It turns out that this is what LDR feels like and connecting with busy people. "Huh..., okay, I guess I have to do my job. Ice man, if you're busy I'm no less busy." I'm doing a college assignment. Whatever happens, duty is still a duty for me. Besides, too many thoughts will interfere with my brain's performance process. And I'm very rarely stressed. ☼☼☼☼☼ ~Deri Cloriea~ “Room decoration 50 pieces? I think he's pissed off." I smiled thinking about Dela's request. he is very different from Dzrilla. For a long time, my character has been like this, it's just that when I got in touch with Dzrilla my activities were not this busy.