Best Of Daniel Silva Novels & Stories

“I'm sorry I got you worried “ He whispered softly, his warm breath caressing the back of my ears, I almost shiver but a force shove me instantly and I ended in the broad abode of magnificent muscles, Damian gaze come down to mine slowly and I bet he's as confusing as always, his eyes hold the glint of jealousy, and or maybe anger. “Silva will take your friend to his room. He needs to rest. “ His husky dark tone was littered with hastiness, his grip firm on my shoulder and as if he was aware of how tense I was, he pressed my shoulder softly and skillfully. “I need to rest too” I uttered, getting out of his hold, he frowned and raised an eyebrow at me, like he's telling a secret, he bent over

I was muddleheaded to imagine how would I would take care of two injured men so late at night. But everything took after my surprise when Daniel began to fight back skillfully as if it was something that he practiced for a long time. His expression was sober, calm but moves were representing the vibe of a silent killer. The man who berated him earlier charged forward in an attempt to give him a powerful kick. He was a few inches taller than Daniel which made me concerned that Daniel wouldn't be able to save his life this time.

“I would’ve loved for it to be anyone else—“ “nah..” Daniel ’s smile is sweet and sincere “..it couldn’t have been anyone else. I saw it. It sucks how it all played out but the truth is that Ian makes way more sense with you.” Andre is speechless when Daniel clears his throat “we gonna finish these drills so we can get some sleep or what?” “yeah.” he grabs the list of players and sighs “you’re too good for this world man.” Daniel ’s eyes crinkle when he smiles “love you too Dre”

But Daniel seemed amused. “Oh come on, Luca,” he said. “She deserves to know.” Adriana looked directly at Luca. “Know what?” Luca hesitated. Daniel leaned forward. “Your mysterious boyfriend here,” he said smoothly, “used to work in private security.” Adriana frowned slightly. “That doesn’t sound very shocking.” Daniel chuckled. “That’s because you don’t know the full story.” Luca stood. “Daniel. Leave.” But Daniel wasn’t finished. “He wasn’t just security,” Daniel continued. “He was the best operative our organization ever had.”

The only reason Silvio agreed to help him was because of one name he hated most, Silas Anderson. Dante knew wiping a gang was as easy as snapping a finger with the power Silver had. And Silvio was using his power to get to Silas. By helping Samuel, he was going to get one step closer to his enemies. Dante smirked as he watched Samuel's happy yet excited face. "I won't, Mr Adios," Samuel smiled as he walked out of the club with Olivia by his side. Dante felt something vibrating in his pocket as he pulled out his phone and swipe to answer.

Not because of what Darius had said to me, but because of how lucky I felt. I knew the game Darius was playing, and I wasn't going to allow myself to fall for that. Silas was my past, and nothing was going to change that, and it was absolutely sad to see him advocating for Silas, the same person who... "You're awake," Daniel said, distracting me. I walked towards him, and without a single word, I just hugged him from behind. "Wow, what is all this about?" "Do you want me to stop?" I whispered, my cheek pressed against his back.

I wondered if the latter had an inferiority complex after finding out he had a half-brother. “Alpha Crane,” Silas greeted first. Daniel bowed. “It is an honor to finally meet you, Alpha Crane,” his words were smooth, humble, but no added layer of subservience or willingness to please. “Daniel Croft. I have heard much about you,” I remarked then turned to Silas. “You are completely recovered now. What do you intend to do when you return to your pack?” Silas’expression darkened and I noticed Daniel’s glance land on his father, waiting with unreadable eyes.

❄️ Final Breakdown Daniel’s eyes turned cold instantly. He pushed Sonia away harshly. Sonia fell and got burned by hot coffee. A painful gasp escaped her lips. “Get out.” No emotion. No mercy. After she left, Daniel locked the door. Then he walked into the washroom. Turned on the shower. And stood under the water, scrubbing his skin hard… as if trying to erase something invisible. His voice echoed softly— “Only you… baby.” “My body should carry only your presence.” ❤️

“Better off dead than poor.” Daniel clenched his fists until his nails cut his palms, but he never fought back. Fighting would only prove them right—that he was nothing but a poor laborer’s son, destined for the same fate. Instead, he swallowed the words, buried them deep, and built a silence around himself. It was then that Daniel discovered the strength of quiet. Quiet made him invisible. Quiet gave him control. Quiet kept the shame from spilling over.

Once we left the hospital, Daniel was on his phone before we even reached the car, his voice was low and commanding. “Did you land in Italy? Are the teams in place?” he asked his butler and head of security. I could hear a faint ‘Yes, Sir’ from the other end of the line. Daniel nodded, snapping the phone shut. “Come on. You need to rest before we go looking for your family. The Silvas are powerful here. They’re old money, wealthy beyond imagination. They won’t be hard to track, but we need to be smart about how we approach them.”