Bared To You By Sylvia Day Novels & Stories

This is the price I paid just to come back and see you because I am truly dead. As bottle after bottle of strong liquor washed over my wounds until my flesh turned pale and raw, I shivered from the excruciating pain. Yet, the onlookers watching showed no sympathy at all as they continued to mock me. “Hey, Greg. I heard high-proof alcohol catches fire instantly. Why don’t we try it out on her?” “Since she’s already rotting away like this, if she actually catches fire, wouldn’t it just burn all those nasty germs away?”

’ ‘I was just another homeless soul in this dump. ‘I wasn’t any better than everyone else.’ Uno’s boot tapped her cheek. “Hey. Pretending to be deaf, are you?” Mud and everything unholy had covered Sylvia. It stuck in her hair, her clothes, and some had even gotten stuck between her teeth. She turned to her side and spat. ‘That tastes horrible.’ Every breath hurt. Every single twitch had her muscles screaming in protest. But she still met Uno’s gaze and casually grinned. “Fuck off, orphan bastards.”

His claws dug in, determined not to let him fall again. “What do you mean by buried? You’re not dead. That’s impossible,” he questioned. Her voice wavered, sounding distant. “On the wedding night...when you tore the veil...when my father sold me... I didn’t walk away unscathed, Vincent. A part of me was buried here.” The ashes swirled higher, whirling into shapes—coffins and broken hands reaching out from the soil, accompanied by a faint sound of nails scraping against wood.

THE NEXT DAY AVIANA POV When I woke up this morning, I only had one thing on my mind, THE DATE. Tonight I had a date with the one man that has not been able to leave my mind since the moment I first saw him. That clouded my mind with needs, wants and fantasies. Lord knows I didn't need another man right now, not after my ex.

The boat had moved. He couldn't find what he'd loved. Everything hit him at once. Regret. Self-hatred. Grief. His eyes went red. He couldn't stop the tears. "Please. Just one more chance." "I know what I did. I know." I shook my head. "You're badly hurt. You'll need medication for the rest of your life — a specific drug, only made in Twilight Valley. As long as you stay out of my life, I'll have someone deliver it to you on schedule."

Sylvia smiled with curved eyebrows and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. Andy raised his eyebrows and said in a joking tone, "Hey! Something good is going to happen?" "Hah, no... nothing." As Sylvia denied, her face turned flushed with embarrassment. Andy smiled knowingly and said, "I'm right. There's still something that you can't admit in front of me! Is it because of that dull man? He finally found out that you're good... Tell me. Who is he?" "Er?" Sylvia glanced at Andy and said in confusion, "Don't you know that? I've told you before, haven't I?"

My pillow was soaked with tears. 'How dare you humiliate me like this all this while, Bruce! Fine. I'll no longer show you mercy.' When I heard the two of them woke up, I got out of bed. By the door, I tripped against something. While I pretended not to know what it was, trying to bend to touch it, Bruce immediately got up from the couch and ran to my side. "Nancy, are you okay? Why didn't you call me?" Kerry said with a hint of jealousy, "She just tripped, it's not like she—"

Heather's departure had become an unhealed wound, festering deep in his soul. Vanessa broke down, sobbing against the edge of his hospital bed as she looked at Mitchell—so thin and gaunt he was barely recognizable. Her tears fell freely, mixing with the weight of helplessness and heartbreak.

" Ethan froze mid-step, his body visibly trembling, before he rushed away. With that, the chaotic room went silent, leaving just me and my mother. I kept my head lowered, silently squatting to clean up the broken shards. My mother sighed deeply and softly called my name. "Claire, I've known everything for a long time now. "The day you came back, I had waited. I waited for you to kneel in front of your father's portrait and confess the truth to me. But you didn't. "Then that heartless man showed up to deceive me, and I waited for you to wake up and tell me yourself. But you didn't." She looked at me disappointedly. "Claire, are you truly planning to entrust yourself to someone like Ethan West

Emma scoffed. “Is that a problem strawberry shortcake?” Oliver asked. “Yes, it’s a big fucking problem Olly! We do cars not drugs.” Emma said, more respectfully. Oliver stood from his seat and walked across the long room, past Lucas and Emma. He tilted a painting to the side revealing a hidden holo-phone. After moving his hand along the holo-screen a few times, the ceiling began lowering. The table now held thousands of tightly wrapped plastic bricks of black tar. “Not anymore.” Oliver stated plainly. He walked back his seat.