Bared To You Sylvia Day Novels & Stories

I couldn't help but wonder whether, while they were living in a hillside villa and looking at their luxury cars, they had ever—even for a split second—thought about their abandoned daughter, who was enduring endless suffering in some obscure corner. In the wintertime, the Great Barren North could even hit low temperatures of -40 degrees Fahrenheit. I had been branded as someone who had stolen assets belonging to the country—a parasite—so everyone treated me like an outcast. I had no choice but to live in that drafty stockpen, where the north wind howled past and brought a deep, piercing cold. I cautiously clung to the cow inside the stockpen in order to survive, desperate to capture a morsel

She glared at me, her voice dropping to a threatening whisper, “Don’t lie to me. Tell me all the details.” When she threatened to cut off my mother's medical treatment, I had no choice but to spill the truth. [Flashback] The memory of that day remained crystal clear. The rainy season always was pervaded by a lingering and inescapable scent of rust. I sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, unconsciously twirling a scalpel in my hand. Outside, the neon lights blurred into colorful patches in the curtain of rain, reminiscing about the peach blossoms shattered upon the river's surface in New Valetta that year.

Not far beyond the building lay a cliff, and below it the sea roared with crashing waves. Anna forced Evelyn all the way to the edge of the cliff. She shoved her hard onto the ground, pointing the knife straight at her heart, madness flashing across her face. “Evelyn, Evelyn… who would’ve thought you’d end up in my hands one day! “If you had stepped aside earlier and let Mason be with me, none of this would have happened!” There was no fear on Evelyn’s face. “Is it really worth going this far for a man?” “Of course it’s worth it!” Anna shouted back excitedly. “I love him! Everything I’ve done was to be with him! Only when you’re gone will he finally give up on you!”

Leo stepped out, wiping blood from his hands. “Edward’s dead. Tell Mike to pull everyone out.” The fire at Billy’s resort burned for three days and nights. … In the hospital room, Jolene watched Leo sleeping with his head resting by her bedside, then deliberately turned up the volume on the TV she had muted earlier. Leo stirred, glancing at the news before fixing his gaze on her wound beneath the blanket. “You’re awake. Does it still hurt? Let me get the doctor.” Jolene grabbed his arm. His body stiffened.

I was too tired to soften it for him. "The baby's gone."

I wanted to shout, but due to the medication, my voice was weak and soft. "What am I afraid of? Who would know it was me?" Astrid giggled, her voice sounding like a demon. My dress was soon completely shredded into fragments, exposing more of my skin, and she caressed my flesh, viciously pinching me. "Sylvia, you slut, is this how you usually seduce Raven? I heard everything that day in the changing room, you're such a whore." She looked at my face with malice and amusement, "Sylvia you're so annoying with this pretty face. But don't worry, for now, I won't scratch your face."

did he just shoot Ivan ? Ivan immediately fell so I immediately caught him but he still fell to the floor. "IVAN !!!" My tears never stopped dripping and I just kept patting Ivan’s face. He was still breathing but his heart was beating slowly. "How can I be so l-lost? How Can I s-so be lonely? When I have a b-beautiful f-family When I have a beautiful soul. H-how could I be so unhappy when I'm s- surrounded by so much beauty? There is indeed so much to say. T-there is indeed chaos in life Stress certainly does not l-leave your side. There is c-chaos in things you do But there is night only for you When you can just lay and r-relax Calm down and take a deep breath. As you s-start with another

Hi guys! I'm back! Back with a new story titled Bared To You and it's the sequel to my very beloved book; Someone Like You. This story is going to explore the life of Leonidas Sebastiani's first son Maximillian and his relationship with the rebel from an enemy territory; Havindelle. Her name is Edwina Jonas. Not to give any spoilers but just to make my lovely readers aware just in case you get confused... Maximillian lied about losing his memory so he wouldn't have to be sent back home and adopted the name Justice for himself, which is what he's going to be called for now. I don't want any confusion which is why I'm stating it in this author's note for you guys to know.

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.

How could I bear it this time? Oh, Kira, I need you! Help me! Wake up! Come to me, come to me now! I closed my eyes, concentrating as hard as I could. I hugged my knees to my chest, pulling the T-shirt over them. Please, please, save me. I am not strong enough. “You are a warrior, Sylvia Deveraux.’’ I heard a soft voice in my ear. I swung around, looking for it. But it was gone like a whisper in the wind. Could it be her?