Diabolik Lovers Cordelia Novels & Stories

"Can you honestly tell me that you don't feel this? That you haven't thought about…" "Stop." "Say it. Tell me you haven't thought about me. About Liam. About Ethan. Tell me you're not lying awake at night wondering what if." His voice dropped to barely a whisper. "Tell me I'm imagining the way you look at me." Bella's heart hammered. "You're Marcus's best friend." "I know." "He saved your life." "I know that too." "Then why…" "Because I'm human, Bella. And you're…" Devon's hand lifted toward her face, hovering inches from her cheek. "You're impossible not to want."

“Her skin is deathly pale, lips white and cracked. Even with her condition her brows still look arrogant and proud.” My breath caught in my throat. The urge to open my eyes filled me, and I struggled to remain this way. “What information did you gather, Sean?” Alpha Ashton inquired. “It’s quite complex, Alpha. Apart from recent events, there's a blank slate, and we can't access any information about her,” Sean responded. “What about the rogues who attacked?” Ashton pressed. “It seems the attack was orchestrated by a pack member who had been colluding with the rogues for some time. Her lover is among them. She's been stealing security and insider information and passing it on to the rogues,”

The Luna and the Lord of Vampires that made the Cadicarat at that time used their hardened hearts to seal the spell but love superceded it. Nobody would ever believe that Rufus would eventually end up falling in love with Layla. Awkward right? They all lived happily ever after. The end…

"It's a pity then. Perhaps, it's because he is unwilling to meet you. That's quite pitiful. Such is an unrequited love of the daughter of duke Ferner." "You!" Celosia's nose flared, and her pale face was slightly scarlet with anger. The scarlet color looked quite weird on creatures like vampires because of their unbelievably pale countenance. Unwilling to face this arrogantly unreasonable daughter of a duke any longer, she put on the last contemptuous look and instantly teleported away, just in time to avoid Celosia's grabby hands. After this, the little girl must be going back to look for Stelian. She was a little curious about how his constipated face looked like when he found out that Cel

"Maybe I can help you with that. I am the beast who lived for eternity. Even before your existence, I tried to find out how we could defeat The Supreme God! But in return, you have to promise me something!" "What?!" Kiara asked. "That You will not fall in love again. Emotions are weakness and I choose you to be my master because of your ruthlessness. I will get going now, and will return in a few months, But remember my words, Kiara!!" After saying this Diana disappeared. Kiara glared at the floor and then said in a deep voice.

"Like hell, you can. Do you know who I am? My family, the Edgars, are one of the founding families of Fraco. You can't send me away even if you were a god." "I love a challenge like this," Diana said. "Let's begin with your position in the army." Diana walked over to her and stood beside her. She stared at her deep in the eye and her eyes began to glow green. Yolanda was confused. She was lost in Diana's eyes, she didn't see her tagalongs protrude, and neither did she see Diana scratch herself in the face. She only heard her scream and before she could realize herself, her hand was right on Diana's face and had a blood stain on it.

They channel chaos into strength. • House of Aphrodite – The Enchanteds: Artists and diplomats. They weave beauty and persuasion as power. These are your main six buildings. Every student is aligned by ancestry or calling. Few remain Unclaimed. Fewer still are Chosen. A chill ran down her spine as she read the last line. “Fewer still are Chosen.” What did that mean for her then? Suddenly a woman appeared from the small balcony above the dining hall's doors. She was tall and fit with a long neck. Her hair was cut into a blunt jet black bob. Streaks of grey framing her face. Her eyes were different. Layla had learned about this in school once.

Unlike Sydney who looks more like a sibling, Delilah looks like Angelica's clone. And despite how much I love Cordelia, Angelica was the first one I set my heart on and she will always have a special corner of my heart. Seeing Delilah makes me feel an unresolved pain that I had thought I healed. Without Cordelia here to soothe me with her kisses, I am stuck without a cure for the daily dose of bad memories.

I said. “Oh, I’m very real,” she replied softly. “You created me.” The hunter appeared at the edge of the courtyard, watching silently. Even it seemed cautious now. The dark Kiara tilted her head. “You accepted light and shadow,” she continued. “But you never accepted me.” Energy pulsed outward from her, heavier than mine raw emotion without restraint. Theodore stepped forward slightly. “You don’t come closer.” Her eyes flicked toward him. Interest sparked immediately. “The Lycan King,” she murmured. “The one she softened for.”

The morning after the midnight confrontation at our doorstep, the estate was hit by a different kind of chaos. Before the high council could even convene to discuss the bruised throat Draven had left on Valerie, a piercing scream echoed from the southern gallery. Cordelia had collapsed on her way to the morning chapel. Her personal maids found her face-down on the cold granite floor, her breathing shallow and her skin a terrifying, translucent gray.