Novel Delia Novels & Stories

I mutter, give him a bow and intend to leave but he holds my elbow just to stop me. However, I snap his hand away from me and said; "I hate you" "Well, I hate you more, stop giving me attitude and get me back to my body" It creeps me out that I'm talking to a ghost. I need to snap out of my delusions immediately before it consumes me. I walk out on him again and this lunatic keeps following me! "I'd make you famous shorty, Everyone would worship you as a god" Don't say a word. Drelia

Raisel assumed she was the library attendant for this part of the library. “Excuse me, Ma’am” The lady looked up at her, her eyes lit up when she saw Raisel, “Fair one, how may I help you” “I just need directions to the section of the library where I can find anything that talks about the kingdom Deleria”, Raisel replied. “Oh I can help with you that”, she got out of her seat, and they both walked through the walkways in between the shelves, “The kingdom of Deleria is a human kingdom on the North East Coast, powerful and prosperous just like Islandians”

"That's good news, Delia. Finally we have some one who loves you. You should be happy and not cry. Or is he not up to your expectations?" "It's not it." "Then what is?" "I feel you won't be comfortable with him if I tell you." "Delilah, I think it's time you let me in. Then, you can see how serious I am when I say that I respect your decision. You're a full grown lady, I can't hold you back from your desires. I can't do that."

There was nothing for me there. I would be stuck waiting around for someone I didn’t know would find me and be miserable at the same time. I chose to wait until my engagement party to go back to New York. My marriage was what I needed to focus on. The fact that he was in love with Serena Ricci was a plus for me. The more distracted he was, the easier it would be to destroy him. He wouldn’t see me coming as a threat from miles away. In my room, I scrolled through the information I had on the DeLuca family. They came from generations of a mafia family taught to kill and annihilate from a young age. They all became made men before they turned thirteen.

"Hi, Del. Where are you from? I've been looking for you since yesterday. Why did you disappear, huh?" Delmar was silent and just looked at Brisa with a sad look. For eighteen years of friendship, Brisa can read if now Delmar is not in good condition. Even though his best friend didn't say anything. "Wait a moment." Brisa stopped the person who was decorating her nails. Nails that have been colored silver and will now be decorated with small white gems.

Bruno said. "Could this mean that they planned this out." Raphael asked. I suspected something was off when I went to see her, why ďid she come back when are marriage is in few months time and then she was initially invisible but became visible all of a sudden, coming back to New York City. It all clicked into place. Delia hadn’t come forward just to stir things up—she was opening the door to something much bigger. “She knew she couldn’t take Riley on alone,” I said. “So she started with the truth.”

Estella was surprised to see it was Delia. "Delia..." She whispered the name of the woman when she saw her presence. "That's you, how... You're alive!" Delia walked towards her for the first time. The woman has crutches and was obviously injured in the past encounter. All she thought was that Delia was dead because Lucius had cursed her. Delia laughed at the same time she screamed. "Because of you, I'll lose my right leg. I'll kill you! I will kill you and Lucius! But before that happens. Let's play first."

The dark-haired man asked to be sure there was no way to get around this other than through violence. "I haven't started with you, Mr. Antonio. Since you've forgotten, let me jog your memory a little bit. I am that sixteen-year-old girl you found working with the Baroness, and you bought me, took my innocence, and slept with me whenever you wanted, whether I liked it or not. Finally, I ran away." Delia narrated. It was at this point that Fabian remembered her. "Clara, I thought you were—" "Yes, Clara is dead. The woman sitting in front of you is Delia, your nemesis. I won't rest till there's nothing left to pick from you."

"I ordered this for myself, I was just going to find a cool spot to drink..." Delia laughed. "You're still such a terrible liar Celine, and you're also very far behind. Do you think you are going to win over me with how slow you have been? Then again, with that face of yours, I understand why you are skeptical of putting yourself out there," she said, and my heart nosedived. "I have given my all to the company Delia, I won't allow you to steal it from me just because you think it's fun to destroy me"

Her father is hardly ever home, working long hours in the city while her mother spends most of her time grading papers from all of her high school students. She opens the door quietly, but there is no need. Her mother is still awake. She's curled up in the living room reading her latest adventure novel wrapped on the comfy (and dare she call ugly) recliner her father just had to have. Her curly auburn hair is up in a bun with a few stray strands spiraling free as her eyes intently scan the new Kindle she received for her birthday only a few weeks ago. It's safe to say she has become a little obsessed with it. Can't say Sera can blame her. She herself escapes to a different world every time s