Graveyard Keeper Silk Novels & Stories

It rested upon a marble pedestal in the center of the room. Bound in white leather. Its pages shimmered like silver leaves. Kael blinked. “We nearly died…” “…for a book?” Dante folded his arms. “Knowing our luck…” “…it’s going to try killing us too.” Cassian actually smiled. “It has tried.” Kael immediately took three steps backward. “I knew it.” ⸻ The Keeper carefully lifted the ancient tome. The cover bore no title. Only the crest of the First Kingdom. He opened it.

"You know what..." He reached into the passenger seat, retrieving a folded piece of fabric from one of his latest boutique lines. It was a vintage silk scarf, a bespoke piece from the Midnight in Nashville collection. The fabric was a stark, bone-white, bordered with intricate, hand-painted charcoal vines that matched the cool, monochromatic lines of his suit. Timothy spread the silk over the steering wheel, uncapped a heavy silver fountain pen, and scrawled his signature across the delicate fabric with a flourish.

"Very well," Kael said, though his eyes stayed sharp and cautious. "Open it, Mrs. Gable." Mrs. Gable set the tray down on the small table beside Lyra. She untied the silk ribbon and lifted the polished wooden lid. Inside lay a breathtaking velvet blanket of deep navy blue, embroidered with silver stars and soft white flowers. A rich, heavy, sweet floral fragrance drifted out from the box the moment the lid was lifted. "Oh, it is so soft!" Lyra gasped gently.

I had four days left before the poison consumed my organs entirely. All I wanted was to spend whatever time I had left with the woman I loved, but I could not reach her. The next day, I learned that Enzo Marchetti, the first love she had never forgotten, had returned from overseas. "Let's get divorced. The love of my life is back." I clutched my chest as a searing pain tore through it. "I'm at the family hospital. I've been poisoned. The doctors won't let me leave.” Her voice turned sharp and cruel. "I don't care if you're poisoned or dying. Even if you drop dead the next second, you need to come back and sign the papers." The last trace of warmth inside me went cold. I answered calmly,

His heart raced, and he felt alert as he waited for her to arrive. Suddenly, the doors opened smoothly, and Valle held his breath when Alexa walked in. She looked absolutely stunning. She wore a beautiful midnight blue evening gown that hugged her figure perfectly. The dress had a halter neckline that highlighted her lovely collarbones and smooth neck, drawing Valle's attention to her graceful form.

This building… I felt as if time had stopped. It was where the caretaker, Alfred Walker once lived. When I had accompanied my mother to visit my father’s grave, I had greeted the person inside and remembered my mother telling me to call him Grandpa Walker. What could Lucas possibly want in there? Suddenly, his words earlier came back to me, “I will always protect you, and I will safeguard our red roses…” I rushed inside. Despite the simple and tidy decor, I immediately recognized everything as Lucas’s. I gazed blankly at another flower pot on the bedside. The soil had been freshly turned and watered. I even noticed remnants of fertilizer along the edges.

‘She’s escaping’ Keya screeched wanting to go near her but Adger held her back. ‘No, something is wrong; I think she’s cursing us’ Adger replied staring at the ashes coming from ivory body. Keya still wanted to rush forward but Adger held her back. ‘Don’t, you’ll die if you get near her, let’s go’ Adger yelled as the turn their backs to run. Ivory laughed like a maniac as she stared at them ‘you’re running’ she laughed knowing fully well they can hear her. ‘Even if it takes a million years, I’ll take revenge’ she continued to laugh manically and her body turns to ashes.

The figure crumpled to the ground, their weapon clattering against the dirt. “Friend of yours?” Elias asked, his tone laced with sarcasm. Adrian didn’t answer, his face pale as he stared at the body. Elias sighed, climbing off the hood. “Come on. Let’s make sure there aren’t any more surprises.” ---

It was an apartment block the size of `half a skyscraper, colored in grey, white, and cream with a big sign hanging off one of the buildings that had the name of the apartment on it, and at the entrance stood 4 security guards. “Good day, Dr. de Villiers, it’s great to see you…hope the trip was great?” asked one of the security guards with a warm smile. After pressing some things on his phone, the gate opened and the Uber driver drove in and was told where to stop, Etienne had a glance at Andre due to the formalities he had just witnessed. “Go this way, the elevator is on the right,” said André as the two dragged their bags on. “André, this place looks like a business park than an apartment”

I could shoulder the burdens. My silence, my clear contempt, seemed to sting him more. He leaned in, his breath hot on my face. “You should reflect on that attitude. You don’t have any other choice.” He strode away, leaving me standing alone in the dim corridor. I walked downstairs in a daze. My parents were waiting in the foyer. My mother held out a small velvet box. “From the Shadow Keep. For you.” I opened it. Inside, on a bed of black silk, lay a bracelet. It was crafted of dark, smoky iron, set with a single, teardrop-shaped moonstone that glowed with a soft inner light.