Donsilver Toxic Attraction Novels & Stories

“I should have aimed for that cold heart of yours.” Dominico let out a dark, cruel chuckle. “You don't have the nerve to do it.” "Don't I?" I clenched my jaw. "You're bleeding through your sleeve right now, Dominico. The stitches haven't even healed." His gaze flicked down to his arm for a fraction of a second just enough of a break in his ironclad focus before his eyes snapped back to mine, darker and sharper. “A love tap," he murmured, his thumb deliberately pressing harder against my clit through the thin fabric, punishing me for the reminder. "And you missed the artery by an inch. Next time, aim better

“Try and make me.” He closes the space between us, and before I know it, his hand comes up slowly and and for a second, I think he’s going to grab my arm. But instead, he touches my back. No, he strokes it. Long fingertips trailing down the exposed skin, making me freeze. His touch is ice and fire all at once, sending a shiver straight down my spine. He leans in, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Do you know what I do to bad girls, Silver?”

She said and stormed out of the hospital, her heart beating at a thousand beats per seconds. The fight with Mr. Silver had put a bitter taste in her mouth and she didn't know how to shake it off. How could he not see the rubbish his sister was doing? How could he be oblivious to the fact that his sister was madly in love with him and simply making him act on her whims. She was so mad that the powerful and untouchable Mr. Damien Silver that she had assumed him to be was actually a faux. He was being controlled by one person and that was his sister. He was wound up around her finger and no matter what he would never free himself from her clutches.

That’s when she spotted an ice-cream shop out in the open and all of a sudden, she had the craving to have something sweet. “I need ice-cream” she gestured to Quisito, whose eyes were still settled on her. “Tell them my name, they’ll give you anything you want” he said, and returned to his call. Her eyebrows furrowed at his authoritative reply because the last thing she wanted was to do was to grab the attention of the surrounding people, because he was a Don. “I want money in dollar bills” she interrupted his conversation, again. He opened his mouth to say something rude but decided against it and shoved his hand into the left pocket, fished out a hundred-dollar bill and extended it to her.

silver pauses for a while, “you will always be someone he will discard once he sees that he doesn’t need you again” “Do I need to tell master Athan how you are bad mouthing him like this?” I manage to ask, the tears finally falling from my left eye. “You know for a fact that I am right” silver replies, his voice firm and bold, “he will never accept you as his mate and Derrick, he keeps you by his side just for the fun of it and he might discard of you even before you can get your work done”

She tried to reach for him again but Dante held her back. "Just stop it", Dante yelled at Silver for the first time ever which made her shivered in fear and adhere to his demands. "Your friend is in danger and this is what you wanna do? Pull up a fight huh??", He questioned and Silver paused to think about what he said for a second. "I just want you to know that, if anything fucking happens to my friend...", She says, pointing a finger at him. "I'm gonna ruin your reputation and make sure you roast in jail", Silver threatened as Dante pulled her back to settle on the chair.

“Relax pretty boy, no one is going to hurt you. I will explain everything you’ve just seen.” “Explain?” I shrieked. “Explain what? That Logan is an animal and Kayla is a vampire and you are…what are you?” “A wolf is what I am. And yes Kayla is a vampire.” Silver reached into her tight jeans and pulled out a small transparent box which she tossed at Kayla. It contained green contacts. Everything fell into place. Her eyes. I always thought they were strange but then again I never thought too much about them because my hormones were on a rampage the few times I spoke with her.

I didn't want to see the rejection in her eyes, again. Silver looked out onto the terrace and his chest clenched. The heat in his stomach was getting stronger, being uncomfortable, the nipples itched against the fabric that contained it and he was too sensitive. He could deal with it for the moment, it wasn't that terrible. He knew his pheromones were all over the place and how Falcon must feel. Guilt pulsed inside her. He heard a knock on the door. -Silver, it's me, Erika, open me-

she said. Aetos blinked a couple of times. He was confused as he doesn’t understand anything. It was like he was been played and messed up but he can't do anything. "Just what then hell have happened?" he muttered to himself and walked away. One thing about Silver is that, she has the gift of her voice. And only Lupus knows about that. She can make anyone do what she wants as long as they have even a tiny bit of interest, respect, affection and desire for her.

For now, we could just assume that Grace just had a trace of wolf blood that got activated in her children because their father had a trace of wolf blood as well. An exhausted chuckle slipped from my lips. Fate worked in mysterious ways. “Donna,” Silver said, calling her attention back to training. She shot him an annoyed look before returning to practicing on her water. “Try to increase the speed,” Silver instructed. “Yes, feel the flow of energy through your…” My eyes opened when he trailed off. His face had contorted in a strange expression. “What is it?” I asked. He shook his head. “She is in bed with another man again.”