Xenoblade Chronicles 2 Dahlia Novels & Stories

Witches can’t be trusted. “Its about time you all got here,” a voice called out. We all looked up to see Dahlia descending from the sky. “I was starting to think you all chickened out.” Her boot clad feet hit the snow and she gave us a smile. She was clad in a knee-length, light brown fur coat with fishnet stockings. Her long hair was neatly bundled at the back of her head and her makeup was perfect, as always. “Dante,” she acknowledged. “Dahlia.” I responded.

"We see you in our dreams. All of us. But sometimes... it's not you. It's you with eyes of flame. And a voice that shakes the ground." I swallowed hard. "What does she say?" "She says soon we won’t have to choose anymore." I stood quickly, my heart pounding. This wasn’t a prophecy. It was a countdown. And the Mother of Hollow was not waiting much longer. I found Dahlia in the old temple ruins just before dawn. She sat cross legged on the cracked floor, her hand stained with ink and blood. A fresh vision had been drawn onto the stone itself. This time, there were two thrones. One burned. The other frozen.

Dahlia then said some words and took Orion's hand and cut his palm and let his blood drip into the bowl and made Orion drink some of it when I noticed Willow standing there with the children. Dahlia nodded to Orion and then walked to Willow and made her drink from the bowl and the children to and when they had she raised the bowl and said "The gift of death and curse of life will now take hold of the oldest bloodlines of time. Gaia and Aurelis becoming one!" I fell to my knees clutching my chest and so did Orion and Willow and the children. I screamed as the pain wrecked in my body and I heard my name being shouted. I opened my eyes blasting everything with moon power when I noticed I was ba

Dahlia's expression softened, her tone tinged with a hint of urgency. "Whatever happened just now, whatever you witnessed... it must remain between us. You must promise not to breathe a word of it to anyone—especially the alpha. "If you wish to keep this secret from him," I countered, "then you must reveal your true nature to me. Back there, you seemed... otherworldly. As if you hosted a presence from beyond our reality. And those words you spoke earlier... what significance do they hold?” Dahlia's eyes held a mix of resignation and reluctance, as if she were torn between divulging the truth and keeping her secrets guarded. Finally, after a heavy sigh that seemed to carry the weight of centu

I tidied my appearance and went out into the pack. As it stood, Dahlia was the beloved of Redville. She’d taken on the duty of Luna since she was sixteen and everyone revered her. She was loved here and to the members of this pack, Chantelle was nothing more than a woman who’d come to take away their precious Dahlia’s spot. To them, Dahlia had done everything for the Cursed Alpha and helped him while he wandered and she deserved to be beside him more than any other woman.

Dahlly threatened. “And what is that?” I clutched Dahlia’s body, closer to me, but she resisted. She continued to look at me with hateful eyes. She blurted something I didn’t expect at all. “I, Dahlia, as witnessed by the Moon Goddess Selene, am rejecting you, Naskan Olrich, as my fated mate!”

"The Blood Bane will tear you apart if they find you here." Dahlia laughed, a sharp, melodic sound that chilled the blood in my veins. She reached out, her long, claw-like nail tracing the line of my jaw. I flinched, but I couldn't move; it was as if the air around me had turned to lead. "Let them try," she whispered. "But they’ll be too busy bleeding for a throne that won't exist in a week. I came to give you a final reminder, little healer." She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a terrifying hiss.

Lupin, Hunter, and Bram had Gahn on his knees. “No,” Dahlia said, her voice low but sharp. Everything seemed to slow as Gahn just stood there, grinning, his arm outstretched. The trio backed up, shifted, and Dahlia didn’t hesitate. She bolted, leaping over them mid-air, shifting as she landed, a white wolf with a glowing crescent between her ears, staring them down. Gahn’s eyes snapped open, taking her in.

In Dahlia's mind, she cursed and threatened him, but when she opened her mouth, it was only a faint rasp that came out. "I can't hear you, Dahlia," he chuckled, dragging her name out slowly as he glanced over his shoulder at the other leaders and warriors, who also seemed to be savoring her weakness. "Did you say something important? No? Perhaps you would like to try again." Dahlia clenched her jaw, her blood boiling from anger as she inhaled sharply, fresh waves of pain surging through her. "I will kill you all once I am healed. You all will be dead by the time I am back," she said, but in her mind as she shot glares at the second leader.

"I need you Dahlia, you have no idea, just say yes already" "Yes"