Xenoblade 2 Dahlia Novels & Stories

More streamed into the clearing for each rogue we stopped. "Where is Dahlia?" I yelled above the commotion. After charging into a neighboring rogue in his wolf form, Lucian moved back just long enough to respond. "She is present. Somewhere. The shadows surrounding the area started to move strangely as if on cue. I felt cold. "Daisy." Kai's tone was unsteady. "Observe." Dahlia emerged at the far end of the clearing. Unfazed and unaffected, she moved through the turmoil with composure. Her red eyes met mine, and a grin twisted her lips.

Dahlia changed her appearance, and used the cultivation method she learned from James to hide her soul aura. As long as she stayed away from places with soul-detecting treasures, her identity as a human would be hidden. Dahlia left the courtyard house, while James waited for her return in the room.

Dahlia replied and he raised a brow. "I bought you for the night, beautiful." He argued and Dahlia sighed before standing up straight. "What's your name?" She asked and he raised a brow. "That's not for you to know, just lay there and spread those legs." He ordered and I almost puked by his words. Dahlia chuckled and said again, "Do you know the Lycan Twins Zayn and Zayden?" She asked again. This time, I frowned as well. What was she trying to do?

“You let Avi shield you.” Avi stood in the chamber where she practiced Dawlya control, her circle bright and calm until she saw Morgan’s face. “Something happened,” she whispered. “Yes.” Morgan approached her gently, in a way he used for frightened newborn dragons. “Avi, the Dawlya plan to attack Cain. Not you. Him.” Her breath vanished. “What? Why?” “They believe breaking the mate-bond will destabilize you.” Chance stepped beside her. “We’re going to teach you how to shield a mate. It's an old Dawlya technique. Forbidden because it’s powerful and irreversible.”

"What is it doctor?" "Dahlia is having serious deficiency in iron. I don't know if you noticed the symptoms but she's facing difficulties in breathing. She's anemic. Her red blood cells are so low. I'll place her on an iron supplement and dietary plan. But i advise a blood transfusion as soon as possible. I also noticed she's an AB negative. That's a rare blood type, ma'am." I stopped hearing his voice, my eyes filled with tears. How is this possible? Dahlia eats healthy food. How can she be anemic to the point where she needs a blood transfusion? An Ian is the one with the AB negative blood type. I'm doomed.

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

As soon as I heard what Dubheasa said to her shadow soldiers, I thought of stopping Caius from following me. When I turned to ride on Namir, I bumped into a large clay pot, and it broke loudly on the ground. “Who's there?” I heard Dubheasa’s voice inside. I was startled when the bricks blasted before me. And just like that, I met Dubheasa eye to eye. My heart almost shrunk in fear seeing her blazing eyes. She was a beautiful young woman, but her eyes were red as blood, and black veins covered her entire face. Her straight hair was white as snow and so long that it touched the floor. What scared me most was the dark shadows that looked like a distorted body of a human.

Dahlia is on the floor with Cleo, holding a throw pillow like a shield, pretending she is Wonder Woman, her voice playful, exaggerated, nothing like the guarded tone she usually carries. Cleo is laughing, bright and free, looking healthier than she has in days, and for a moment I just stand there watching them. Dahlia looks… happy. Truly happy. And something about that does something to me that I do not want to understand. Before she even notices we are there, her phone rings and she picks it up immediately, almost as if she has been waiting for it. “What the fuck are you saying?” She shoots up to her feet in an instant, her entire body going rigid. She walks to the window and stops abruptly

And then I found the word, bold and clear, right there in the title. Doll. I looked up at him. He was watching me, his expression unreadable, but there was something in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. Something that looked like satisfaction. “I want you to be my Doll,” he said. Mia made a sound behind me, a sharp intake of breath, but I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t. I was standing in my doorway, holding a contract that said I was his, and the man who’d been following me for two weeks was waiting for me to sign it.

"I've been looking for you everywhere." "It's—" Finn starts to say. "Dahlia," we say at the same time. "I know." Dahlia's arms wrap around me, her sweet, candy-like fragrance hitting me strongly. "God, I've missed you so much." I hug her back. "I missed you too. What are you doing here? Did Hunter finally give you a day off?" Dahlia works as one of Hunter's assistants. She manages his travel details. "I wish," she says, sounding like she's pouting. "That bastard doesn't know how to be human at work, I swear."