Delphine Orphan Black Novels & Stories

he said, almost softly. “No shit,” I hissed. “It’s ice.” I clenched my thighs together immediately, trying to suppress the arousal swimming inside of me. He leaned closer until his lips grazed my ear. “No,” he whispered, “It’s foreplay.” “I can only love in obsession, Delilah… love that claws, burns, and consumes. It’s the kind that would terrify you if you weren’t already mine. You came back to me yourself, and that sealed it. There’s no escape now—I’ll carve my name into your soul, and show you what my heart was made of… black Now get ready for my punishment..” His voice was a venomous whisper against my ear, crawling under my skin.

Parker asks with slow hesitation. “I didn’t give him the opportunity to give you any information that Declan may have had. The Luna of the Orphans, the oldest child living in that hell house is my mate. She contacted me in a panic attack over Micah and his sister after she gave them to Declan. She knows the support needed to get him through this type of poisoning doesn’t exist in her pack. She doesn’t trust me or my pack but we are all she has.”

Delphine’s dark eyes glowed yellow for a second before fading back to its original colour; she was obviously trying to fight his grip. “Please!!!!” I screamed. “This is the only way…. I'm sorry.” Before I could fully grasp his words, he flicked his hand with a swift motion. Delphine’s body was flung through the air like a rag doll, crashing hard against the wall. She hung there, her body pinned unnaturally, arms spread like she was crucified. I managed to extract myself from his hold, but the moment I tried rushing to Delphine, he flicked his hand, and I was slammed against the edge of my wardrobe. I fought to move, but it was useless.

I moved toward the front entrance, my gaze searching for her familiar silhouette. Then I caught a glimpse of someone else. A flash of movement near the side exit—a woman with sleek, dark hair moving too quickly to be merely passing through. Delphine. My stomach twisted as recognition hit me like a punch. She was the one who had stolen from me—the one who had taken my cards, my wallet, everything—and vanished without a trace.

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is he making a v-video now? “Hey, Eunice give us a sexy dance there, give us a good sample woahhh!” Natasha shouted. I heard my other classmates laughing. I wiped the tears on my cheek. “Didn’t you hear what Natasha said?!” “Eunice--what the hell are you doing to her?!!!” I suddenly heard Celine’s voice. I saw her running to me, she pushed Reymark and Erwin... “F*ck off you son of a bitch!!”

“What if, the baby came out ugly inside and out, like it’s father and all Dellie would see would be the face of the man who tortured her for three years? You would subject a child to a life with a mother who wouldn’t be able to look him in the eye, to never love him or be able to cuddle him? Do you think she would have nursed him at her breast when he wore the face of the man who hurt her every single day? You are being selfish Aunt Tizi. Caprice was right on Sunday morning when she said we all were able to keep living our regular lives while Delfina paid for my sins. You would want her to keep paying until the day she dies?” “You’re exaggerating. I know my daughter’s capability for love. Sh

They were aligning frequency and waiting. “They’re confident,” I said. “They’re theatrical,” Dominic corrected. “Different flaw.” “Do we answer?” “We do,” he said. “Together.” The projection formed, unlike the Crownbreaker silhouette, this one showed a face. Mid-forties. Serene expression. Medical calm. The kind that makes people confess things they didn’t plan to say. “Dominic Voss,” the woman said warmly. “And Elara Quinn. I appreciate the simultaneous audience.” “You purchased stolen pathway metadata,” Dominic replied. No greeting. No cushioning.

She kissed Ashton on his beautifully carved jawline and Chelsea couldn't help but be pleased with the fact that these two gorgeous people were her best friend and cousin. Ash had fluffy black hair and deep blue eyes that carried on to his form as a werewolf, a smile that could kill off the school's female population and a personality that could make anyone fall in love with him. Olive on the other hand, had straight blonde hair, a heart shaped face, hazel eyes, a smile that lit up any room she walked into and a personality that was sweet, so sweet that Chelsea sometimes wondered in her head if Olive really was that sweet or she was just manipulating everyone around her. Chelsea snapped out o

Abigail was completely engrossed as she watched pitch black wings extrude from Daniels back, he was the epitome of Death in its purest form. The whole scene played out in front of her as if she was watching a movie. The glowing eyes, the wings, the flaming sword. Then a really tall, very frightening woman. This woman appeared out of nowhere. Abigail observed very intently as Daniel's sword made contact with the unknown woman's throat. She gasped, she just witnessed a murder. The woman reached for her throat, but to Abigail's surprise the blood that was supposed to be spewing out of the wound was not blood at all, it was some sort of black ooze. Abigail was completely disgusted at the sight o