Best Of Daniel Silva Novels & Stories

He was in that romantic comedy with Emma Stone a few years back. “Of course, I won’t miss my little brother’s birthday,” Daniel laughed and patted Raphael’s shoulder. Then he turned to Sierra and said, “And who is this?” “Dan, this is Sierra Ascott,” Raphael introduced her. “Oh, Sierra. That’s right. Raphael’s told me so much about you,” Dan smiled and gave out his hand. “My name’s Daniel. I’m Raphael’s older brother. Well, one of his older brothers,” “It’s very nice to meet you,” Sierra smiled back and shook his hand. “I’ve seen some of your work. I’m a fan,”

Then back at the screen. Then— his expression changed. Subtle. But clear. “It’s too perfect.” Silence. Victor’s voice dropped. “Explain.” Daniel exhaled slowly. “It fixes everything.” A beat. “Every problem. Every limitation. Every risk.” Ariana frowned. “That’s not normal.” Daniel nodded. “I know.” Silas stepped closer. “So don’t take it.” Daniel didn’t respond. Not immediately. Because something else had just happened. Something deeper. A shift.

Daniel rebuffed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He went on G****e and typed Christian's name. “Is this him?” Daniel asked, after showing her the first picture that popped up. “Yeah, that's him,” she said. “Sylvy!” He grabbed her and hugged her. She was confused, trying to understand why Daniel was so excited. “Is he a big deal?” Sylvia asked. “He’s a huge deal. Here, take a look for yourself,” Daniel said and handed her the phone.

“She’s everything you’ll ever dream to be. Pretty. Sexy. Brilliant. She doesn’t even have to try—she just is.” My breath caught in my throat. His eyes scanned over them with deliberate slowness. “And you? You’re just dolled-up faces with empty heads. Toys dressed like people.” The silence that followed was heavy, and for once, they didn’t have a comeback. Their painted smiles faltered, heat flooding their cheeks. Daniel chuckled under his breath, leaning down until his lips brushed near my ear, though his words were meant for them. “See? Even silence suits them better.”

Daniel said. "Want to make a bet?" she asked. She stepped closer—his eyes were intoxicating. He was right; she had no power over him. But he sure had some over her. Melinda knew she should walk away and go comfort her sister before her mother had more of an anxiety attack than she was already having. But when he had held her in the stairwell, she had felt something that made her realize that Daniel was the best thing that had ever happened to her. Not only was he the best friend a girl could ask for—selfless, kind, funny—but he was also the best fiancé she could ever hope to have, fake or otherwise. "You think you're going to stare it out of me?" Daniel whispered, his gaze locked on her.

I'm willing to change. Unable to contain her emotions any longer, Sienna cried out, "Daniel, please don't sell yourself short. You're amazing. It's me who isn't worthy of you."

Leo "AAHHH!" Hiyaw ko ng biglang ipasok ni Daniel sa butas ko ang dalawang daliri niya. Alam kong sumikip na ang butas ko dahil one month na akong wala sex. I never tried to have sex with any man sa province kahit maraming nagpapakita at nag-aya pero never ako nagpatukso kasi hindi ako n*********n ng sobra, iba yung nahahanap ko. And I dont want to admit pero si Daniel talaga ang halos pinaka-perfect na sa lalaking alam ko. Malaking k*****a, magaling sa kama, maganda katawan, pogi, matangkad makatas at higit sa lahat, hard fucker na nagpapabaliw sa akin.

His eyes were wild, unhinged. "You brought that devil into our lives," he whispered, his face inches from mine. "You chose him over your own blood. Daniel was twenty-four. He had a life. And Lucian Drakov put a bullet in his brain because of you." He shook me, my neck snapping back and forth. "It should have been you," Silas snarled. "If you had just stayed dead in that plane crash four years ago, none of this would have happened. Daniel would be alive. My wife wouldn't be weeping in her room. You should be in the ground, Aria."

– I asked again, even though I heard his name clearly and clearly coming out of her mouth, as I instinctively pressed Maria Lua against me. - Daniel is a man with many contacts, Mr. Casanova - Breno said - Even more than me, believe me. He is a problem for you. We... Well, we just want the best for the girl... - And the best thing is that she stays with you. – Anya completed. - Yes, as long as we support them eternally. – I scoffed, shocked at how hypocritical they were. - How did they know it was Daniel? – Hector asked.

Mercedes cried and they immediately locked eyes. There was suddenly silence between them and Daniel's arms loosened around Mercedes as he stood up. It seemed to be an untold secret, But they blamed each other for their mother's death—including Cole. Daniel had it harder though. He had always been the most emotional of the trio. He loved Silvia to the moon and back. When she died, He didn't have the guts to attend her funerals cause of the feud that existed between them back then. He was also in the rehabilitation center too. It sucked how much drugs had drained from his life and Gosh! He was dying for a sniff or even one tiny tablet right now.