La Dalia Negra Novels & Stories

“The hagstone alone is enough to slow me down. Add in the symbols in the circle and etched into this…Dina said she used to be a witch.” “Dina?” “The one with the brown hair.” “Ah, that one.” “You pulled her fangs out.” “Amongst other things. Eliza took her back to the bar. She’s in a cell in the basement. You can torture her later if you want.” “Uh, thanks?” I wrinkle my nose. “I do need to question her.” “That’s why I didn’t tear everything off.” I shake my head and look at the hagstone. “I shouldn’t have been able to do magic, Lucas, and I shouldn’t have been healed.”

There were several plants in each corner of the patio, and dangling from the ceiling was a lamp shaped like a disco ball. If I was going to take back my pack, then I had to infiltrate this place and make everyone my ally, but how was I going to do so when all the gangs were mostly going for missions or in the bars? "Liliana?" A familiar feminine voice spoke, and I looked up to find Daliah staring at me with raised brows. God, she was beautiful; it was almost exhausting to look at. Dark glowing skin, pouty lips, a wide nose that fits her face perfectly, and almond-shaped eyes.

Aerian asks. “You are probably right my dark luna. We need to find out if your mother is alive or not Cahal. Savannah and Daniel do you think you can find the proof that we need?” I asked. “We will get on it. All I need is a name.” Savannah states. “Her name is Lavitrya Gallegos.” Cahal says. Cahal shows a picture of his mother that he had saved on his phone. Aerian let out a gasp as her cup slipped from her hand. Thank fuck for shifter speed. I caught the cup before it hit my damn desk. I can feel her start to shake.

Slowly one by one I finish off the remaining four men, making sure the room witnessed the hell f'm capable of and will treat my enemies and those who cross me with. “PLEASE SHOW RESPECT FOR THE HEIR OF THE DE LEONE CRIME FAMILY AND NEW ACTING HEAD OF THE EAT ITAILAN/AMERICAN DE LEONE MAIFA" Vic pauses his speech and comes to my side, taking my hand in his he kisses the back on my now bloody knuckles "DIABLA"

he replied, a devilish smirk on his face as he winked at Amelia. "Oh Dylan, I just came to say Hi. I am already busy tonight." she winked at him who replied, "Busy making money, eh?" "Yes, Mr Black is coming tonight. I have to seduce him," she said in a confident tone. Dylan chuckled but his chuckle got converted into a laugh and he couldn't stop it. "I-I am so sorry..." he said laughing, then took a deep breath and continued, "You are telling me that Kristopher Black may be seduced by you.."

"I refuse to accept defeat, Dalia. The mastermind may be cunning, but they are not invincible. I will gather allies, unearth secrets, and dismantle their carefully constructed façade." A flicker of uncertainty crossed Dalia's face, but she quickly masked it with a sneer. "You underestimate the darkness that awaits you. It will consume you, vampire, and leave nothing but despair in its wake." I met her gaze with steely determination, my voice filled with conviction. "I will confront the darkness head-on, Dalia. I will not falter in my pursuit of justice and truth. No matter the cost, I will emerge victorious." Dalia's laughter rang out once more, a chilling sound that echoed through the confi

Three times last night, and every time was something that made me want to fall to my knees in worship to her. Daliah breaking the clock this morning was quite humorous, though it did concern me about why she did it. You would physically have to try to break a clock like that one, yet she did it by accident? Not to mention, her eyes have yet to return to their normal brown state. It is odd to see an Italian woman with nearly white eyes, but she is undeniably attractive with them.

“I am here about Clarabella Eleanore Adler.” “She’s in school right now,” I told her. “I am her sister, Dalia.” She was in her mid-thirties and had a freckled skin with kind brown eyes. She seemed firm and professional, but still had some kindness radiating off of her. Was she here to take Clara away? “I wanted to talk to you first, I am assigned to your sister's case.” She said. I saw her eyes shift to my apartment behind me, only then did I realize that I had been gaping at her with my eyes wide open.

It is the New year's party organised by the Willows annually and they invite both clans to attend. This is our opportunity to finally get them to our side before Helena does. For half an hour I have been trying to get the dress to fit and finally with a lot of energy and curses, the dress is in place. Dahlia chose this dress for me which is a mid-thigh skinny leather dress. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I look like a seductress with my long dark locks flowing down my head and the hot red lipstick. The dark eye shadow and mascara outlining my eyes give me the most alluring look.