Delirium Lauren Oliver Novels & Stories

“She gave her a cup of lemonade to drink, and she suddenly started foaming. She was poisoned.” Maximus glanced at me, and my heart rate accelerated. Returning his gaze to Lauren, who was still foaming on the floor, convulsing, he ordered his warriors. “Take her to the doctor immediately.” “Yes, Alpha.” Two warriors chorused and immediately carried Lauren in their arms.

Sienna attempted a smile, but it looked like a mask. "YOU'RE TRYING TO KILL ME! STOP PRETENDING TO CARE!" Several nurses and patients began to gather, staring at them in confusion. But no one believed her. They all thought Alena was crazy. "Dr. Julian, what's happening?" Tristan looked at the doctor, who now stood behind Alena, blocking her escape route. "She's experiencing acute delirium. Her leukemia is worsening. She's hallucinating and paranoid—normal symptoms for late-stage patients." Dr. Julian explained in a perfectly professional tone.

Then he let go. Delilah's body slid down the wall, crumpling to the floor in a heap. Her head lolled at an unnatural angle. Her eyes stared at nothing. Oliver dropped to his knees beside her, his hands hovering over her body, not knowing where to touch or how to help. "Mom?" His voice was small and childlike. "Mom, wake up. Please wake up." Thomas stepped over both of them, brushing off his sleeves. "It had to be done," he said, ruffling Oliver's hair.

The hallway was quiet, too quiet, broken only by distant murmurs and occasional indistinct sounds that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. Diana’s steps slowed slightly as they walked deeper inside. Her heart began to beat faster, though she couldn’t explain why. A nurse passed by without paying them much attention. Diana pushed the door open and stepped inside. Her eyes scanned the room quickly. Then stopped. On the floor. Lauren. She was seated on the cold ground, her body leaning against the side of the bed. Her hands gripped the metal frame tightly as she rocked gently back and forth. Her head moved rhythmically—forward, backward, forward, backward—each time hitting light

After a few checkups by a nurse she was taken to the Emergency Department to see Laurel. “What happened between you two at home? Why did he suddenly leave the hospital?” Desmond asked, while following Olivia closely. Olivia let out a bitter chuckle. “Leaving his unconscious wife and dying daughter is exactly what I expect from Sebastian.” Desmond stopped in his tracks. “Dying daughter?” He asked, surprised. Olivia inhaled. She was living her worst nightmare. “Laurel was diagnosed with stage four cancer.” Desmond was so shocked, he could not find the right words to say.

After she left, Oliver sighed and pressed his forehead against the bars. "Sorry I lied to you, Delilah. I don't want that demon to trap you. If you tend to kill him, we'll be out of here. I promise to be a good big brother to you. I promise. Please, protect my sister, God!" mumbled Oliver as he shed tears. DUBRICH, AUCTION HOUSE

Luna Lauren cuts off Oliver's sentence harshly. "Not at all; I'm just saying that surely there must be some mistake here," Beta Oliver says before turning to me. "You didn't poison her food, right?" He says it in a tone that makes me believe that he can't possibly believe what he's asking. "I didn't, I swear." I answer breathlessly, wheezing a bit since my sides still hurt from the previous beating. "You see, she didn't try to poison you." Beta Oliver says this to Luna Lauren, but she still looks doubtful. Not a second later, Alpha Harry steps into the room with a scowl on his face, and I immediately feel weaker and smaller.

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something

And that's when I watched her gut really turn in on itself. "I swear the only reason why we all made it out, was from Kait's quick smarts." Lauren said, scared out of her mind, her facial expression twisting into something along the lines of extreme disgust. "I can't say for certain Ali, but I really think Olivia has been trying to kill Erin since the first attack in Tucson. I know it's wild, and full of conjuncture, yet I can't..." she shook her head, trying to shake the nauseating feeling. "I don't wanna jump to conclusions, but you have to..."

She retorted. Ouch! That hurt. Lauren sighed, “I’m sorry Ms. I don’t know you. I only came here to shop and I don’t need you to pay for my shopping. Please excuse me, I have to leave.” “I understand sweetheart. Go on and hide in your little hole because you cannot stand up to a bit of mockery.” Now Lauren was so pissed. Who was she? One of Malcolm’s flings? “By the way, I’m Olivia Webb. Malcolm’s woman.” She introduced stretching out her perfectly manicured fingers that made Lauren’s nails look like they were unkempt.