Xenoblade 2 Dahlia Novels & Stories

"If you don't take it, I'm going to spend my entire morning worrying that you're one gold coin short of your daily necessities." I was about to cave - honestly, the sheer convenience of having an S-rank account was a temptation the Author hadn't prepared me for - when a sharp voice cut through the air. "Lumira! Move your heels or I'm telling the Professor you were eaten by the Bao-Feng!" Dahlia, my Ventus friend, came skidding around the corner, her yellow cape flying behind her. She didn't even stop to process the hunk in the golden suit. She just grabbed my arm and started hauling me toward the arena.

whispered Jack. "My chest hurts, Astrid," whispered Luna. "They're creepy, Astrid," whispered Rose. "Let us rest in peace," whispered Dan. “Astrid, you often pat me on the head before bed. I want to sleep and have a sweet dream, Astrid. The rabbit doll you gave me has been burnt. Bunny can't accompany me anymore,” said Dahlia. "Dahlia, are you really Dahlia?" asked Astrid with teary eyes. Dahlia nodded while crying.

With her build, I'd say she looks more like a beautiful bodyguard than an assistant. "Luna" She bows deeply on seeing me. "I'm Dahlia." She attempts to push the cart in but I stop her. "Wait, uhm, who did you say you are again?" "Oh!... I– I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. I just assumed you already know about me... My name is Dahlia. I just arrived this morning on the General's orders. I'm your new assistant." "Oh, I see..." Your General certainly didn't inform me about having an assistant.

I smiled. "You're starting to sound like Max." Her eyebrows rose. "Max?" I regretted mentioning his name immediately. Ava smiled. "Oh?" "Don't." "Who is Max?" "No one." "Dahlia." "He's a student." "And?" "And that's it." She crossed her arms. "You've never mentioned a student before." "I mention students all the time." "No, you complain about students." I stared at her. "Same thing." Ava laughed. "You're acting weird."

Dahlia took the 2x4 from my hands and walked over to the saw. Dahlia is my niece. She is 18 years old, and beautiful as can be. She stands right at 5'2" inches tall. She has long blonde hair, green eyes, full pouty lips and just a few freckles splashed across her pert little nose. Her body is lean from all the running she does, and she has very shapely, muscular legs with the most incredible backside that I have ever laid eyes on.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing? Dragging Diana all the way to Paris just to ambush Roxette like some desperate, bitter ex? You drugged me. You staged that pathetic little scene in my bedroom. And now you’re following us halfway across the world like a fucking stalker? Do you have any idea how pathetic and small you look right now?” Dahlia’s smile faltered for the briefest second, but she recovered quickly, lifting her chin in that arrogant way she always did when she thought she could still control the narrative. She took a slow, deliberate sip of her wine, watching me over the rim of the glass like I was the one being unreasonable.

Jekyll is wanting to come out but I won’t let him he will hurt her if he does. I pat her arm three times and she instantly releases me as she pants hard and I gasp for breath. I lie against her stomach; her legs either side of me as she chuckles, and I can’t believe that she made me submit. Dylan helps me to stand as Dahlia laughs loudly, like she has just won a prize. Which, to be honest, she has. She still has the fight in her. Rai moves to Dahlia with a smile on her face already healed and helps her up before she pats her on her shoulder, nodding her head in a silent acknowledgment of her victory.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

She has on a brown colored lip gloss and what I can only guess is mascara and eyeliner. She’s bring in a hefty price in the trades if it came down to that but that’s not part of the plan. Vale, Santino and I will stick to the script until they prove to be snakes, then and only then will I go ahead with my own plans for the future Dona.

Our bodies swayed to the music, an elegant dance that seemed to defy the world around us, while curious eyes followed our every step. The music gradually faded, and Dorian brought our dance to a graceful halt, turning to face the expectant audience that filled the opulent ballroom. I held my breath, anticipation fueling my curiosity, as I looked up to him with a mixture of apprehension and determination. In that moment, his voice, steady and commanding, pierced the air, capturing the attention of all who were present. "May I have your attention, please!" Dorian's voice rang out, commanding the room's focus. "Allow me to present to you the remarkable Eden Monroe, our Luna and the future Alpha