New Sylvia Day Book Novels & Stories

Alizeh: 'I know, but I can't control my laugh! Varun: "I can say this also with that other meaning, but I am not like that na!" Alizeh: "I know that you are not like that, I know it really well knows! by the way when is my book coming!" Varun: "Maybe 23!" Alizeh: "Yayy, I will keep it with me always!" Varun: "You can also keep me with you always!" Alizeh: "I know, you can also keep me!"

Liza said that today was our relaxing day, but I wanted to get this over and done with, so I brought the book to read while they relaxed. I sat down cross legged on the sofa and opened the book to start reading, blocking out the noises from the TV. The four main founders of Sylia were Elizabeth Micheal, Justin Parrish, Judith Clarke, and Daniel Bayley. "You find anything?" Liza asked curiously from beside me. I frowned and shook my head, "nothing important. They do have a picture of the founders though, take a look." I showed her the pictures that the author attached to the founders' names.

“Please? Please—” “Sorry to interrupt, love birds!” Sylvia’s familiar voice cuts through Reina’s pleas. Reina jumps off me and onto her at once. I take a step forward, my hand stationed at her back in case she misses her footing. They pull away after light jumping up and down, and Sylvia continues with a shit-eating grin on her face, “I know the invite says 5pm, but I couldn’t help coming a bit earlier, I’m so excited! Team girl!” She pulls at her pink crop shirt. Reina squeals again. “That’s what’s up!”

Before Lily's surgery, the nurse slid the consent form across to me. I called my husband, Ethan Reid, eleven times. When the twelfth call finally connected, the first voice I heard was his first love, Claire Bennett, on the verge of tears: "Ethan, the zipper on my wedding dress is stuck. Don't leave yet." I looked at my daughter, white with pain in the hospital bed, and said, "Lily's waiting for you." Ethan was silent for two seconds before saying, "Just sign it. I'll get there later." Later, Lily studied the lone guardian's signature on the form and asked, "Mom, can I leave Dad off the school forms from now on?" I said she could. From that day on, she stopped leaving room for Ethan anywhere

"There's nothing wrong with that, Deborah. Nothing shameful about wanting to read stories that make you feel something." I looked up at him, surprised by the conviction in his voice. "You really think that?" "I know it." He reached past me, his arm brushing mine as he picked up the book again. "Besides, you have excellent taste. Sylvia Dayn knows how to write tension that'll keep you up all night. The way she builds the emotional connection between her characters is incredible." My eyes widened. "Who are you and what have you done with Liam Reynolds?” I asked. “You've read it?"

Damien took her hand and they started walking to the door. "Wait, what's today?" Sylvia suddenly asked. "Monday" Damien replied. "No, the date" Sylvia said. "July 31st" Damien replied and she gasped. "Then August 14 is near, I can't believe I'm turning 26 on that day" Sylvia shouted and Damien laughed. "You are being such a baby right now" he said and Sylvia smiled. "I know right, I just can't wait" she said and they walked out of the mansion.

"I got the SD card from the dashcam, and it's all there—clear footage of your scheming." I turned to the crowd and said, "Everyone, I'm playing this footage now. I want you all to see the true faces of these two monsters." I raised my voice so that everyone could hear me clearly. Then, I hit 'play' on my phone. June 3rd Yvonne: "You have a kid. My mother would never accept us being together. You should figure out how to get rid of Phoebe." Cody: "It's not easy to achieve what you want."

I should've deleted them right away, but I clicked on the first one anyway. His familiar deep voice came through. "Serena, stop being childish and take me off your block list. You're a grown woman—what's with these games?" The second one played automatically. "Daniela felt so guilty about you leaving yesterday that she ran up to the rooftop and threatened to jump. I barely managed to stop her. I'm taking her to Aspen this month so she can unwind. Serena, don't be jealous—if she's like this, you share some of the blame."

Later that evening after the Carson’s have gone to bed and the house is quiet, Sylvia got under the covers of her queen sized bed before opening her journal to write her plan. As the young woman started to write her left hand went to her stomach just like every other night before tonight, but instead of being happy about the impending arrival, Sylvia’s heart was heavy for the first time in ten months as her child moved within her. Sylvia continued to write as she thought silently. How would she be able to help her best friend? Would she even allow her to help?

My words angered Gina, and she slapped me hard. She grabbed my throat and snarled, "Caitlyn, no one would care what I did to a loser like you! I pretended to faint on purpose just to show you your place in Levi's heart. You'll never beat me!" She added, "So what if you're the official Mrs. Robbins? Just wait. I'll make Levi betray you again!" She tightened her grip and continued with her insults, "This funeral will happen as planned, and as for your mother's ashes? I'll throw them into the sea like the latest trend, and no one will even know!"