Novels by Silver

Third-person POVA door slammed, startling the family of four that sat on the sofa enjoying the TV. "What on EARTH was that?" Eldest son, Helios, asked his family. Khione and their father, Killian, just shrugged. On the other hand, Diana, their mother, immediately shot up and briskly walked in the direction of their foyer. There, she saw her youngest and most darling Princess kicking off her sneakers with aggression. "Baby, it's so late. What's wrong? Don't tell me...You didn't lose, did you?! There's no way!" Diana said, eyes rounding as she gasped in dismay. Artemis sighed and shook her head "Of course not, mother. You know how hard I train, I always reach my goal" This seemed to reassure Diana as she'd then let out the breath she was holding and smiled gently "You're right, I'm being silly. If not that, what's wrong?" Diana asked, but was met with those mismatched eyes of fury that seemed to say she'd set everything ablaze if she could! "I think Cole is cheating on me, mother", Ar

Artemis White's POVI stood outside the arena, waiting. I checked the time on my phone again and sighed, my lips pursing with sadness. How many times in the last two months had I been stood up like this by Cole? I lost count. A hand touched my arm, and for a second, I lit up, my head snapping to my left...But disappointment soon overwhelmed me. "Ah...George. Hi," I said to the muscular boy on my left. "Arte, you're still standing here? I thought Margot said you came to wait for Cole half an hour ago..." He trailed off, seemingly clicking in. "He stood you up again", he added, and I nodded with a small smile. "Alright, don't worry about him. Come out to eat with us, we're going to get some celebratory ramen" I was about to decline when a heavy weight on my back caused me to hunch a little. Turning my head, I saw Mia grinning from ear to ear "Yeah, we're taking Lil out to eat ramen for your victory. We'd have invited you if we knew you'd no longer be busy. So come with us," I sighed. T

Lillian Rivers' POVHow long had I been pacing? Long enough to wear this floor into a crater! Where on the Goddess' green Earth was Arte Jones? Late! That's where! So help me, GODDESS if she overslept..."Relax, Lil. She'll be here," Mia reassured me. I turned to her, impatiently tapping my foot against the floor. "She was supposed to be here an hour ago so we could rehearse! We had to do it without her!" I whined, my eyes stinging with tears. "Oh dear, look at our little baby, crying again", Margot cooed at me, rubbing circles on my back. "Don't sweat it, you know that Arte was made for the water". I whined some more, sniffling like a child. Our whole team had practised hard for this for two years, and although I loved Arte more than anything...I'd never speak to her again if we had to forfeit due to a lack of swimmers. "I'm here, I'm here! Lil isn't crying, is she?" It was the first thing she said as she arrived before she even saw me. I huffed, stomping my foot "Who's crying?! You

Artemis White's POV"That's right, lean into it!" My instructor yelled out. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him, standing there with a smug expression like I wasn't already at a professional fencing level. He just liked to be able to tell someone of my status what to do. I know for a fact he thinks I'm scared of him, and that's why I haven't notified my mother. The reality is that this is my most easy going lesson and just recently, I needed the break. "Goodness Artemis, I said lean" the asshole reiterated like I wasn't fucking LEANING already. No, no, no. Hold it in, Arte. You're all good. Don't let this toad irk you. “Arte”, a familiar voice called. I didn’t hesitate to throw my mask on the floor along with my èpèè and bolt toward the voice. There stood my Goddess of an older sister, exuding such cold elegance in her pristine grey pant suit. “Khi! Where have you been?” I asked, throwing myself into her arms. Her icy demeanour didn’t shift once as she turned to my instructor, “Y

Diana White's POVI hummed gently as my expensive red-bottom heels clicked against the marble floors of my home. Perhaps it was the fact I was humming that made my staff nervous, or maybe it was just my presence in general. I tended to do that - Put fear into people without lifting a finger. But for now, I was on a mission. A mission to convince my youngest daughter of what awaits her in her future...Arriving at the backyard, she was the first thing I saw, and my oh my, was she a vision. Call me biased, but my children were heartthrobs—show-stoppers. No one could hold a candle to these children; they all knew it—all but Artemis. There she was, lounging on a chair under the sun next to the pool. Her straight, silky, raven locks flowed beautifully over the back of the lounger, pooling onto the floor. She was wearing a red bikini that contrasted something divine against that pale, milky skin of hers. Her eyes were closed in content as she patiently waited for the sun to do something...A