Acier Silva Novels & Stories

Renzo …Silva who had faced me without flinching minutes ago… actually frowned. “Oh, this is going to be fun,” Hawk murmured. Asher did not rush. That was the first thing Silva seemed to notice when the initial wave of humiliation settled. He straightened slightly on his knees again, drawing whatever dignity he could gather back around himself. “You’re wasting your time,” Silva said again. “Nobody will believe that it's me. Do you understand? Those pictures are pathetic and badly done. Anyone with sense will see they’ve been altered.”

Wielding all of the strength in her body, Empress tried to stop Silvan. The loud screaming voice of hers was deafening while her claws started to appear over her fingers. Silva was a Dark Soul, and he had sucked every creature in the world. But for now, he was in the human body and was restraining himself.

I retorted. "Stop with the nonsense! Elena, you are my partner. I have no intention of taking advantage of you." "You're a liar, just like the others I've met. I should have seen it coming," I tried to hold back tears. "I'm not making this up, Elena. You don't know how powerful the fated mate bond is for a Wolf Alpha, or the connection is stronger, unlike a human relationship. You don't understand how hard I've tried to resist this. I had to let go of my deceased mate's memory to accept you as my mate, and now you want to push me away," Silas said, losing his composure. As I stood in disbelief at his confession, Silas rubbed his forehead as if regretting revealing more than he should have.

said Silva with an annoyed tone . Kiara didn't turn her head towards her and continued to collect the leaves . " Hey you ! " said Silva and decided to walk near her . She saw that Kiara had no intention of looking at her and somehow felt annoyed then decided to go near her . When Silva walked towards Kiara , she didn't realize that the ground was slippy and dirtied her dress . " Oh no ! My dress ! " said Silva with a serious tone . Kiara noticed that she would likely fall cause she wasn't used to walk on mud and got up to help her .

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Carla said hurriedly before he could finish, though she knew what was coming. Hera Diamonds was the only company left that had not terminated their contract with her since her scandal began and that was because she knew and had helped the CEO in the past. When Hera was just coming up and they needed a brand endorser, no popular celebrity or model wanted to endorse their jewelry but she had stood up and had chosen them out of so many endorsements she was offered then.

Victor, in his late fifties but still powerfully built and commanding, fed every dark craving she possessed. Their dates had grown more frequent and extravagant. Private jets to Monaco, five-star suites in Singapore, and now a week-long yacht cruise along the Mediterranean. Sophia posted everything on her rapidly growing social media—sun-soaked selfies in tiny bikinis, videos of her sipping champagne on the deck. In several shots, the back of an older man appeared: broad shoulders in tailored linen shirts, silver hair, strong hands on her waist. In one particularly bold video, she straddled his lap on the sundeck, grinding against him while his hand disappeared under her skirt. The camera an

"Ralph will be back in just two hours!" Silva quickened her speed, ignoring the discomfort. She couldn't bear to face another punishment. The recollection of Ralph's icy gaze continued to trouble her. He hadn't uttered a single word to her since that evening, merely gazed past her as though she were unseen. When she arrived at Ralph's glass cabinet, her clothes were soaked with sweat and soapy water. She carefully dried her hands on a fresh towel before opening the glass door. “Breathe, Silvia, breathe…” she whispered to herself, her voice barely above a hush as she lifted the delicate crystal glass. The glass reflected the light and transformed the room into a kaleidoscope of vibrant rainbo

I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..." "Mortal!" The guard puppet beside him said, which made me look at it. Well, I guess it's better that I am tagged as a mortal. I can keep a low profile. "Your dress looks like that of a witch." The guard smiled at me and turned to face Feirro, who was standing beside me. "My name is Feirro Erickson, and I'm from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a werewolf!" The guard puppet looked at him and verified, "Werewolf!"