Why Does Love Kill Delilah Novels & Stories

Logan nodded and stood from his chair across the table from me. “When Althea, Delilah’s mother, was murdered, we lost everything. She was attacked because some rogues wanted to take her, to breed with her for her powers. When they realized she was pregnant, and that she wasn’t going down easily, they decided to rob us of her powers instead. Then, Delilah’s father, Conrad, stole our granddaughter from us. He didn’t even stay long enough to bury Althea with us.”

He said, jeering at me. "Ava will realize soon that killing you is the only way to free herself from the shackles of the false love you claim to have for her," I replied, and he laughed. "Need I remind you that it's hard to be free when I start being manipulative? Delilah fell for it. That's why she never judged me when I took a feast from the crescents." He said, smiling devilishly. I was beginning to think he was the devil himself. "I knew Delilah was being manipulated. Your love from the start was fake. You claimed to love her so as to be close to the pack. You only showed affection when she had Ava and that affection died when the prophecy came." I said, everything finally coming to me.

Amanda continued, "I heard that she learned about vampires and the Dark Realm, and she fell in love with Ash. Someone from the residence even said that they were planning to engage, and Estelle was about to become Lady Malachious." I barely swallowed a thick knot in my throat. "And then what happened to her?" "She wanted something Ash couldn't give her, or at least, she felt that what he had given her wasn't enough." Amanda took another sip from her coffee. "She killed herself by stabbing her own throat." "Oh, God…" I exhaled shakily, imagining the horrible death she had chosen for herself. "Yeah…" Amanda sighed and shook her head. "I heard that Ash was depressed for years after it happened.

Her eyes started to well up with tears. “Beta Lenora, please, you don’t understand. You didn’t walk around in that vision. You didn’t see what happened. If I hadn’t given her that potion, she would be terrified of Alpha Bronx until the day he killed her. Imagine walking around in fear of your mate. I had to give her a chance at love. A chance to defend herself.” Delilah justified her actions. Lenora was not necessarily happy with that answer, but she let it go for the purposes of the conversation.

Death finally asked, his voice low and calm, though his eyes studied her with quiet calculation. Venessa’s lips curled into a sharp smile. “Dispose of it. Burn it. Bury it. I don’t care. What matters is that she is never found.” Death gave a short nod. “Understood.” He stepped out of the car, his heavy boots crunching against the gravel. Venessa didn’t wait…her engine roared to life, and she drove off into the night, leaving the air thick with exhaust and silence. The moment her taillights vanished, Death’s hand went up. One of his men emerged from the shadows, carrying Delilah in his arms like a broken doll. Her head lolled to the side, her hair spilling down, her skin pale under the dim st

Delilah was silent and wiped her tears while looking down. "Don't tell me you're in love with him, Delilah!" Oliver growled at Delilah. Delilah gasped and silently looked at Oliver with watery eyes. "No… I don't!" "Never, I forbid that! I won't let you like it. Even if it's just a glitch, I will never let you. Remember, he's our Dad's killer. He killed our parents." "But he didn't shoot Daddy..." "And you believe that? Delilah, he manipulates you!"

He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me toward Delilah. However, Delilah, who used to lose sleep over the slightest hint of my unhappiness, simply stared at him in a daze. She didn't throw her arms around me the way she had when I proposed, swearing she’d love me forever. Instead, she lowered her head dejectedly and gripped my sleeve weakly. "Cedric, you're the person I love the most. For the sake of everything we've shared these past ten years, can you give me another chance?"

Ri'elle's eyes grow wide, I can hear his heart pounding in his chest, then I see the look in Samuel's eye and I understand, he is Ri'elle's Amore. "Ri'elle, this is Samuel, the vampire king." I tell him, letting my voice trail off as I step aside letting Ri'elle and Samuel have a clear view of each other. I hate this, vampires are dangerous in the best of times, and this is war, this is our enemy, but now if I were to kill him it would not only mean the death of my friendship with Ri'elle, it could also mean Ri'elle's actual death. Because when you are blessed with an Amore your souls join as one, when one of you die's the damage done to the soul can cause the death of the other, especialy i

Seeing the ashes on the floor, she muttered with a pale face, "Impossible! This is impossible! He must be hiding because he doesn't want a divorce! All of you are liars!" I lowered my gaze and snickered. She caused my death. Why was she still pretending otherwise? Christine stumbled out of Nate's place. The frightened Henry quickly went after her. I was rather emotional to see the mess. Nate slumped to the ground as he tried to place my ashes back into the urn. With tears welling in his eyes, he said, "Jason, oh, Jason, why did you fall for such a vixen…" I smiled self-deprecatingly. I wanted to spend some time with him, but I was automatically drawn back to Christine like a magnet.

“What you did to me was horrible. But I know why you did it.” “Don’t you dare say…” She thought I was talking about the fact that I knew her secret. But there was a deeper, more profound reason she did what she did. “Not that,” I shook my head. “Delilah, you did what you did out of love.” Again, my words caught her off-guard. She pressed her lips together. She opened her mouth to retort, but then she shut it, as though she didn’t know what to say. “I know you’re in love with him. Prince..”