Best Of Daniel Silva Novels & Stories

Sent me a final message: You got your voice back. I’m going to find mine. Don’t come looking. –S For once, I respected her silence. But Daniel didn’t vanish. He showed up at my door four days later. Unshaven. Desperate. Drunk. I didn’t let him in. “Elena,” he pleaded, banging against the wood. “Just talk to me.” “There’s nothing left to say.” “I didn’t know it would go this far. I was just— I thought I could fix it.”

And for some reason that sound hurt worse than the silence had. On the drive home later that night the city blurred gold outside the windows while Daniel drove one-handed beside me. I reached over eventually and threaded my fingers through his without thinking about it much. He adjusted his grip automatically. Comfortable, familiar. I looked out at the passing lights for a while before speaking quietly. “They’ll figure it out eventually.” Daniel stayed silent for a second. Then he nodded once. “I know.” The car fell quiet again after that. Not empty. Just thoughtful. Then after another minute he said quietly, “But I think he needs her to fight for him first.”

There’s my Best friend. There was an awkward silence now and it became more uncomfortable as seconds ticked by. I didn’t say anything, however. I didn’t have anything to say. I had lost that ability a night ago. The “Unable to speak but I had a voice” part, remember? But trust Daniel so kill the silence. His weapons? Ridicule, faint Concern, Information, and sarcasm. Ridicule** “So… Isla.” He muttered. He said the one name I could pay anyone not to mention right now. If Daniel was somebody else, I would have banished him right away because of this.

Silvia nearly shouted while Anna was amused on her expressions. "He is single now and it will be perfect for us you know. You and me best friend and John and Zack also best friend. We can be together forever. Also he is a best option for you. He is handsome and rich , of course not as good as my John but still you can not find someone better than John." Anna did not forget to tell her that no matter what she was still better than her while Silvia was furious. "You...you gave him my number? How could you? I trusted you and...."

"I was too late and didn't realize. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry." The man smiled. "It's okay Ms. Amarin. This is my third slap today but the strongest," the man said with a grin. "Don't worry, my salary is good enough that a few slaps like this are completely meaningless and my name is Daniel. Nice to finally find someone who can act well." Maximo smiled happily. "Daniel is right, you are the best. You really live your role and it's not just your face that makes an expression, even your whole body moves in sync."

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas

"Wherever the strongest player goes, chaos follows. It is not difficult math." "That sounds either very smart or completely insane," Silas said pleasantly. "Usually both at the same time," Daniel said. "I find the combination useful." Silas pointed at him. "I like this one." "Nobody asked you," Ronan said. "Nobody asks me anything and yet here I am, consistently correct." Silas spread his hands. "It is a gift." “I think I like him too” Daniel smiled weirdly at Silas. Ara opened her mouth to say something, and then the text appeared.

Here, the Schmidt bloodline shared everything. "I miss the skinny-dipping. Wanna go, brother?" Silas’s voice sliced through my thoughts as he strolled onto the deck, looking far too healthy for a man who had been shot yesterday. He looked at Daniel with a challenge in his eyes, a wild, untamed energy radiating off him. "Hell, yeah!" Daniel responded instantly. "It’s been too long since we cleared the air." The enthusiasm in Daniel's voice confused me even more. The cold, rigid man was disappearing, replaced by a version of himself that only Silas seemed to be able to unlock.

- Resounded Daniel referring to me - Wow, was your hidden plan a bonus for me? Thank you, Seventh. Look if it's not the family together! - He opened his arms happily and sarcastically - Daniel Montenegro-Corfin, bastard of Luna Diana with Antônio Corfin, romantic partner of another anomaly, Amália Gasparian, with the prodigal offspring, Sétima Corfin. A family of noise, all with fascinating stories and... - Let her go.- Daniel interrupted his chatter that amused him so much.

“Oh it is that particular “small issue '' '' Daniel replied quoting. ‘Now I feel embarrassed’ I thought. I dozed off, and after a few minutes, I was woken up by their loud debates. I kept my eyes closed even though I was awake. "Now, turn right. The destination is on the left" said Daniel. "How do you know that?" Daisy and Dylan asked simultaneously. "I told you, I always come here to archery," he replied, sounding vexed. "Oh, my goddess! Aha! It's Abigail, right? Please tell me it's her" asked Daisy squealing in excitement. "Yes, it's Her. But keep it down, she's sleeping," replied Daniel with a low voice. "I knew it! I liked this Girl the first minute I saw her."