Donsilver Toxic Attraction Novels & Stories

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

" Consider it. Unlike my charming little brother, Brayden already loves you, and I won't treat you like some possessed bastard. I will even let you sleep in as late as you would desire. Dyson laughed. "You're laughing." “Mostly.” His smile never changed, yet his eyes seemed to be serious. "But not entirely." Dysis swallowed, then not sure what to say. Before she could, Silver sighed dramatically and waved a hand. "Be calm." You are already too deep with Alexander. But my offer stands if you ever become bored with all the trading and killing. Shaking her head, she became annoyed "You're not impossible." Silver smiles. "That's what drives me to have fun."

“We thought to share tea with our… new addition. It is tradition for every lady of the court to partake.” Her smile was sugar; her eyes, frost and suspicious. It was not to be trusted. She poured from a silver pot whose steam coiled in strange, violet-tinted curls. I caught the scent, sharp, bitter, unmistakable. Wolfsbane. My just-settled heart fluttered once more, then stilled. It was clear as day what was going on. They were trying to get rid of me. Which means I don't need to be polite anymore. She filled my cup to the brim, set it before me, and said sweetly, “To new beginnings.”

When he was in a black mood, shr found herself turning pliant and extremely submissive, letting him mark her and take out his frustration on her—and getting off on it. She got off on pleasing him, which was…yeah, probably pretty messed up. The most messed up part, though, was that she couldn’t even claim that she was in any way being taken advantage of or lied to. Because Eton Domino didn’t pretend to be anything he wasn’t. Kaia didn’t suddenly start thinking Eton was just a misunderstood good man. Because undeniably, he wasn’t a good man; she was perfectly aware of it, yet it didn’t change how insanely attracted to him she was.

My split lip has opened again, and I taste copper on my tongue. I don't stop. I can't stop. Austin. I have to get back to Austin. I have to get out of this country. I have to— A hand grabs my wrist. I spin. Kick. Scream. The hand does not let go. "Did you really think," Luca's voice comes out of the darkness, calm and cold, like he is discussing the weather instead of crushing my last hope, "that I would let you run?"

Silver was ofter used in small concentration because it's was diluted but this one was pure concentration. I fell to the bed as I felt my wolf retreated back to it cage. "I told you not to underestimate her but you did, have you forgotten about her gene? What gene? I heard Damien scolding Sander from afar, their voices were slowly fading away. The small dose of silver made me weaker, I couldn't even feel my toes anymore. "Ouch! Easy with your touch, she almost pulled my heart to my stomach, why does it seem like she had gotten stronger over the month?"

Draven crashed back into the room before anyone could react. The Blood Moon’s pull had grown stronger, twisting his instincts beyond anything Liora had seen before. His eyes were fully crimson when he landed on all fours, muscles trembling with aggression. The moment he caught Silver’s scent again, he growled so deeply the walls rattled. Liora immediately stepped in front of Silver. Her grip on the charm tightened. The protective energy flared around her, thin and unstable from the last attempt to restrain him.

Not yet. The party pulsed with low, sultry jazz and the constant clink of crystal champagne flutes. Silver didn’t waste time. He pulled her into a shadowed balcony near the terrace, his breath was hot and whiskey-laced against her ear. “I hate being around these fucking boring people. I’ve been hard since I saw you in this dress. Let me drag you into a dark room, hike this slutty gown up, bury my tongue in that juicy cunt and I’ll eat that pretty pussy until your legs shake. Until you’re dripping down my chin and begging for my cock.”