Novel & Cerita Novel Delia

"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.

His chances were over. Delia continued down the street, making her way to a small, boutique hotel a few blocks away. It wasn’t the most luxurious, but it felt intimate and personal—a soft refuge from her reality. Upon entering the hotel, she was greeted by a warm smile from the front desk attendant, who quickly checked her in and handed over the key to a quaint room embellished with soft floral patterns and a view of the bustling street below.

She wasn’t sure what this new chapter would demand from her. When she reached the bedroom, she quietly opened the door, expecting to find the space empty and inviting. Instead, what she saw made her stop in her tracks. Mrs. Hayden, the housekeeper, was standing by the bed, holding Delilah’s large black book—the book! The one where Delilah had jotted down notes about her clients' gory requests. It wasn’t just any book—it was private, and Mrs. Hayden had it open, her eyes scanning its pages with a focused intensity.

Definitely. I slipped into my car, tossing my bag onto the passenger seat before heading toward Lilian’s office. As I drove through the city’s chaotic streets, my mind raced through everything I’d pieced together so far. Every lead, every dead end, all pointing to Luca Delvecchio. I needed a way into his world, and tonight was the first step. By the time I pulled up outside Lilian’s office, the sun was already setting, painting the city in gold and pink hues. She climbed into the passenger seat, tossing her bag in the back.

Daelan The first thing I saw when I buttoned my shirt was the mess I had made of her. Elysia lay sprawled across the black silk sheets completely naked, one leg tangled in the blanket, bruises blooming along her pale thighs like fingerprints from hell itself. Her makeup from last night had smeared beneath her eyes, giving her the appearance of a woman ruined beyond repair, and somehow that sight only amused me more. The room smelled of sex, expensive whiskey, and destruction. Exactly how I liked it.

She warily watched the basket, unsure if she should even touch it. She finally calmed herself and walked towards it. The first thing she noticed was her favourite novel from college. Her jaw dropped, only a few people knew about her love for this book. She shakingly opened the first page. Your archived social profile said this is your most favourite book. I hope it has not changed. She dropped the book like it was hot pot. Who would go digging so much? The card! Luna had said there was a card in this. She spotted the card, picked it up and read it. I hope these make you feel more at home. I collected only things that are unique to Xen. ~ Delbert. E. Dalloz

Charlotte said, as she stepped in with one of her apprentices. Delia was already on make up, and she wondered what Charlotte was going to do again. Since brides dress up there, Charlotte had employed make up artists to help her get them ready. "Something new?" Charlotte asked, and the girls smiled. "My wedding gown is new." Delia answered. "Something old?" Delia touched her neck, and found out that it was empty. "Call my mother." She requested urgently, and Charlotte ask the apprentice to do so. In no time, not only Delia's mother came rushing, but Leo's mother and grandmother too.

Katherine said, since you guys are obviously not going to miss me, I guess I should be on my way then" "Wait... Wait" Delia said, she sat Deanie on one of the chairs and handed her one of her toys, then she turned back to Katherine. "I have something to tell you before you leave... And I don't know how you will take it. I just want you to promise me that you will try to be understanding" "Wow" Katherine said, "This sounds interesting.... And a little frightening. What is it, mom?" Delia cleared her throat. "Remember last time I went on a trip?" she began and Katherine nodded. "Well, I met someone. A man. His name is Michael. And I have kinda been seeing him since then."

He reached her apartment door and pressed the doorbell. The door opened slowly revealing Alicia's beautiful and petite face. She was without her glasses, and her wavy brown hair flowed down onto her shoulders. She normally tied her hair into a ponytail. Daniel's eyes went to the white shirt she was wearing. He gulped and blinked multiple times seeing she wasn't wearing any bra underneath. It looked like her nipples were already standing out sharply in her shirt. He looked down and saw only one of her legs showing out the door. She was wearing shorts.

May gasped again, "Are you pushing me away? You look like someone who will need some comfort right now and you are pushing me away? This is why everyone hates you. You are so mean." A slap will be enough to shut her up but Rielle wasn't ready for that. "May, you can stop pretending to be the good girl and get out of my way." "Well I am a good girl and not like someone who stole a book and made it hers." "That book is mine." she raised her voice. That was the height of it. The book was hers. The person who lied that it's hers, forged every evidence against her. It was all a lie. "Well, you can't avoid what is there already."