Why Does Love Kill Delilah Novels & Stories

Now what? She was pregnant and alone, there was a possibility that Dallin will do everything in his power to find her or maybe hurt her. She gently rubbed her fingers on her arm where Dallin’s nails had left marks when he transitioned on her. The bruises confirmed to her that Dallin wouldn’t waste a minute before hurting her. Just imagine running away from the man you have loved so intensely that you were ready to accept the unusual powers he had? Delilah did, and now she was heartbroken because her own lover didn’t believe her, because her own Dallin would kill her now.

She knew the relationship between them was over. And it crushed her beyond repair. “I wanted the best for you. I wanted to give you the world.” She tried to explain, maybe Delilah would calm down and remember the love her grandma had for her. Perhaps that would help calm her down. “You know I would never do anything to hurt you. I love you so much.” But Delilah didn't even want to hear any more lies. She didn't even care if what drove her to do such a thing was love.

“Dying to get between those legs. How can you, a young, pretty, classy, hardworking girl, want to leave that quiet life behind and choose me? Marry me? Step into a loveless marriage that will only hurt you every damn time?” “Zeden…” Delilah started, voice soft but steady. “I like you very much. I can’t think of anyone else. And I don’t care if you don’t love me now. I’m sure you’ll love me someday. You’ll learn. I’m very certain of that.” A quick, victorious smile curved Julie’s lips as she watched Delilah confess. She looked like she’d already won. The sight made rage bubble inside me so violently I thought the whole room would feel it. If anyone looked at me right now I’d cut them with my

Theodore replayed Delilah's and his conversation they had a few days ago except he imagined they had the conversation in his car, the moment he made a stop at a traffic lights the voice in his head kept asking, "Why do you love that bastard after everything he's done." he turned to his passenger seat to see Delilah wearing the exact sunflower she wore a few hours ago. "We vowed to love each other till death do us part, I'm simply fulfilling my part." Delilah looks to the window, Theodore doesn't looked please with the reply. "Don't tell me that's your reason for drinking your life away." Theodore said softly.

He took a sip of his tea. “Delilah had kids, I want them brought to me, the boy and the girl. I will train them into ruthless killers as punishment for their parents' sins.” He finished. I didn’t answer right away, because I had flinched, not outwardly, not visibly but on the inside, I had. When Delilah’s head hit the floor, when Penelope left in silence, when I realized the distance between love and loyalty could be measured by blood and ash—I felt the tremor.

"I don't." "Hmm, I bet you don't." Emilia stretched her legs out, her voice thick with false sympathy. "You're not married, I'm sure you find it hard to relate to me. A woman in love with her Mr. Right. Not everyone has that." She laughed. To her surprise, Delilah laughed too, a delighted sound that made Emilia's skin crawl. "I understand you, Mrs Romano. We're all human, after all.” Delilah said, her eyes sparkling with mischief "and we're willing to go any length and sacrifice for what we love."

Atticus stated, his voice tinged with incredulity. But Delilah shook her head and derided him. "You fool. I never loved you. It has always been Lino from the start."Atticus's eyes grew black with rage. "So you deceived me. I was the one who was being played all along."His voice was stuttering as he panted, "Alpha, I'm sorry. It was she. She told me to kill Alpha Lilet and Selena and the child that she carries. She is mine. Nothing transpired between the two of you that night."His admission hung in the air. Lino's blood ran cold. The crushing weight of betrayal was stifling.In a wild, frantic flash of energy, Delilah attacked Atticus. Warriors rushed too late. Atticus bit Delilah's neck. Bloo

But her blood… . It smells so good and tasty. I should probably stop seeing her but I can't control the urge to see her too. It was like I had become addicted to her face. What is she doing to me??. Delilah!! I growl as I remember her Delilah was my ex girlfriend, or should I say she was a witch who was planning to kill me to gain my powers. Back then Liam was the one who saved me. That's the only reason stopping me from killing him. I will have ended his life the moment I woke up.

Because of the voice recording that was sent to everyone in the Frosthowl pack, all werewolves heard about Matthew's affair and his forcing his Luna to commit suicide by jumping into the lake. His image of a devoted lover was completely shattered. Ever since I, the Frosthowl pack's Luna Amber, took my own life, Matthew became a little deranged. During the day, he would always sit by the lake, mumbling to himself. Werewolves who had seen him would criticize him. "His scandal has been exposed. Why is he still pretending to be devoted? Does he still think that he has the image of a loyal partner?"

*** ~~Ashley~~ *** My blood is boiling hot in anger. My head is spinning. It's — her. That bitch. She's all of the news. My brain is trying to place this. Delilah died, in a car accident, that night it was real. We all saw it. Her funeral. Everything about her ended. How come she's here? How come she's alive. How did she pull this off? I force a breath down my lungs, but it's not working.