Fairy Tail Deliora Novels & Stories

She immediately run off under the strong and heavy downpour of the rain with the random flash of lightning which prevailed in the midst of darkness from above. “We will call you . . .” “Hana,” Peter said. Then suddenly a light sucked Hana out from the old time. “You came back,” Queen Cora happily greeted Hana as she helps her to stand up from lying on the ground. “Do you know me?” Hana nods her head, “Yes. My name is . . . Drakaina.” “You made it.” Queen Cora said while smiling. “I need to get the boys.” Drakaina stood up while fixing her hair.

He nodded slowly, then laid the tile down next to the others. I looked at it. My unease grew, because it looked like a bullfrog crossed with a man. Oddly enough, it looked like . . . The creature from the Black Lagoon. “The ‘Other’ is Chiao, the Water Demon. According to legend he capsized boats, devoured men, and ravished women. He was . . . different from the Sacred Four.” I cleared my suddenly dry and tight throat. “How?” Mr. Trung tipped his head. “The Four exact a price for attempting to reach the Gateway, but they are sacred, honorable, bearing your essence away to be judged accordingly. Chiao is an Abomination. It consumes your very essence, making you part of it for all eternity.”

That spell required pure dragon blood—and I was the only one who had it. Drakon snorted. His eyes raked over me with pure disgust. "Of course you wouldn't dare object." Beside him, Vania could barely hide her joy. The poor fool thought fortune had fallen into her lap. She shot me a triumphant smile. I shook my head slightly. Fortune or nightmare? She would find out soon enough.

Her purple eyes replaced with her natural earthly ones when she looked up to Leera. Daeira looked around and saw the familiar setting of the surrounding, "Leera? Where are we? Are we in my dreams again?" Leera blew a relieving breath before handing her a fruit, the one that Etiro had given her. "I don't want that. I don't like turning invisible anymore." Daeira said. "Just take this, Daeira." Leera said. "Now may I ask why did you allow your self to be in Mars?"

Loretta cried, but Delia had been blinded by her revenge against Fabian and didn't realize she was making the same mistake Fabian had made. "Oh dear, don't take it too personally. This man is evil; let me tell you a secret about why he comes for girls like you," Delia's voice dropped as she brought her lips close to Loretta's ear. "Fabian is obsessed with one lady — her name is Elara Rose." "Delia, I can make it up to you. What's your price?" Fabian asked and began to exchange words with Delia. Loretta wanted to ask more questions, trying to understand what Delia meant when she said that Fabian was obsessed with a woman named Elara Rose.

Wasn’t she supposed to be happy that it was way easier than she thought? Eriel looked at her with tired eyes. “Your aura has become more— sexual. It’s like you’re changing.” Delilah got out from there quickly, somehow getting more strength from nowhere. She didn’t bother to say a word to him, as she was not satisfied enough. She had expected to get her release at least three times in a row, so much that her legs wouldn’t stop shaking, and she would have to move going to stay with the other brother until tomorrow.

She had her makeover done very quickly revealing her beautiful smooth face that made her look like a goddess. " Miss Lilah, everything is done. You are ready. " Her assistant, Joy, announced to her and Delilah opened her magnificent brown eyes. She blinked them in a seductive manner that made Joy smile. " With this look of yours, you are born to win any man over, Miss Lilah. " She sang her praise and this made Delilah happy. She dressed her black hair with pride. "My look is not for any man other than my first love, Zach. I am a fairy, aren't I? " Her eyes beamed at the mention of his name.

Adeline's POV I opened the door and there she was. Tall. Immaculate. Beautiful in that cold, sculpted way only wolves born of power could be. Draped in a gown of silken ivory, hair cascading like molten gold, her painted lips curved in feigned sweetness. The woman, every whisper in the tribe named Vincent's chosen Luna—his fiancée. Delilah. She didn’t recognize me—of course she didn’t. To her, I was just another nameless healer, faceless and forgettable. She had no idea who I truly was, or that the girl she tormented might be my blood. That ignorance was the only advantage I had left.

"I guess I don't get what you're saying." "I know it's you Amelia! You can cut the act now." Li-lah shook her head in denial. "I'm really not who you're saying I am. I'm Delilah Sanchez." Diego's faith was shaking. Is she really not Amelia? Was he wrong? "You're not Amelia, are you?" "That's what I've been saying. You must have thought I was someone else. Delilah Sanchez is who I am." but... "Mom, Grandma is here." Lia said running over to Li-lah. She was excited.