La Dalia Negra Novels & Stories

Vic says as he raises his glass to his lips and takes a sip. “Three blades strapped to my thing and a small hand gun to my other thigh” I tell him doing the same and taking a sip of my wine. As we go finish speaking the chef personally comes out with our plates. “Count four Cartel, spider tattoos, Diabla will be heading your way in twenty” he bows his head and smiles. Then he laughs and jokes while making a show of explaining our meals to us. I had expected a night out with my husband to be but in this world I guess that wishful thinking.

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.

The female employees have lacy black bras beneath the shirts and skintight leather skirts. A woman is lying face down on top of the bar and whenever a Dom sitting nearby places an order, they deliver a hard slap to her naked behind. Her shoulders are shaking and a small sob escapes her with each blow. Bad sub. The scenes may be similar to what happens at the Mediterranean Club but there's no comparison when it comes to the wealth and class of Club El Diablo. I'm startled when a warm hand lands on my arm. Turning, I barely manage to breathe. Damian's chest is bare and smooth. His six-pack melts into leather pants that look painted on. They disappear into black leather boots that stop just bel

But all is fine now. So long as she is fine, I don’t care about the rest. Everyone is staring at her, and her watery eyes nail on me, like a wronged little animal. I can’t say no to these eyes. “Are--” Dahlia says only one word before water brimmed her huge deer eyes with visible speed. It amazes me how much she can cry, really. It’s like she is made of water. “...Alpha, sorry for the interruption...” After a long struggle, Dahlia manages a faint smile and a lousy curtsy. She was born a delicate princess, not a maid.

— You have to prove it, it looks like it was made by the gods. — No! - I say interrupting. — He’s allergic to chocolate. Carlos, did you forget? — Dalia... - Carlos begins, seriously. —Dalia, dear. - says Dunny interrupting Carlos. — Do not worry, I know he is allergic, so I ordered this dessert, so he can have the pleasure of chocolate without having any reaction, or rather, will have almost an orgasm with this texture. - ends up facing me as if I were a child.

" Win immediately turned to the other side of the door, where Dalia could also be seen. "Is it Manila?" Winner said, glancing at Lucas. "Yes. Look at your dog, so come home. "Wait, and I'll call," Lucas said, shaking his head. He also started eating like the others, but this winner was still facing his back. He doesn't know why being single is always a problem. "Zinnia!" and his dog's doctor's name. Name?! "ZENAIDA ILLIANA PEREZ!" shouted Dalia, still shaking a little. But Lucas was completely taken aback by the name that Dalia shouted. "Oh engineer! "Are you all right?"

Sebastian took a step back, grabbed the doorknob behind him, tried to twist it but it didn't work, the Jenkins family didn't go with him either, and everyone from the crew just stared at him, making cold sweat break out on his back. Dalia looked at him and let out an evil laugh: "Once you came in, you couldn't get out. You know, your Cromwell family really isn't easy to get close to. I had to put in so much effort. Back at the set, I already asked you what you wanted, but you just had to say you wished for world peace. So I could only let these people all go into formation first." As soon as the words were out, Dalia's face changed dramatically. Her long hair suddenly started growing like cr

“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.