New Sylvia Day Book Novels & Stories

SERENA The one day of the year meant for love, filled with chocolates, flowers, and streets drowned in red, became the day that the world I knew finally crumbled. I should have been at home, curled up on the couch with a book, pretending this day didn’t exist, like I’ve been doing for the past two years in my marriage. But instead, here I was storming down the spotless hallway of the five-star hotel, the slippers I wore made soft slaps against the glossy marble floor, my heart beating fast.

Sylvia blabbed. Shut up, Sylvia. I don't believe you. Roxanne said. Sylvia heaved a deep breath, reminiscing on what she saw. It wasn't a dream, she definitely saw it. Her eyes shone brightly and the book too. That book..it's possessing you, stop reading it. Sylvia said and tried to take the book away. Don't touch that. Roxanne snapped and hit her hand away. Hmm, keep reading it..I don't care anyways but don't worry I'll still love you, no matter what. Sylvia said and Roxanne grinned.

she said warmly before finally heading out of the guest room Sylvia was staying in. Sylvia heaved a massive sigh of relief as the door clicked shut. "Finally. That woman is a total chatterbox." She immediately began pacing the room, snapping photos of the crystal chandeliers and the view for her socials, tagging them: Living the large life. In her mind, she was already done with school. She hadn't come to the city to study; she had come to change her story. And she knew books wouldn't do that, but a powerful man would.

Sylvia only giggled in response. “You should keep some money to buy something for Julius,” Sylvia finally said once their gifts for Olivia have been picked. The sore owner carefully wrapped them but still lent an attentive ear to the conversation more like eavesdropping. “What about a new hat?” Sylvia asked while reaching for the hat on display trying it on herself. Lilly smiled at the sight. “Julius?” the owner said curious. “If you are talking about our honorable sheriff, I woof advise you to buy a book for him. As a matter of fact, I know that the book he wanted arrived this morning at the bookshop.”

She didn’t like how he was questioning and doubting Dawn. Selena was quiet as she flipped the books open. She was speechless. After a while, she breathed deeply and exclaimed. “You’re the author?!” Dawn was startled. She nodded. “Yeah.” “You should have told me before..” “Uh–sorry?” Dawn scratched her head. Selene got up from the bed and walked away, shocking the others. Moments later, she returned bringing with her, her own copy of the book. “See–if I had known then I would have asked you for a copy. The books keep getting sold out as soon as they're put on display.” She had bought the book when she was still abroad. “Could you sign this for me?”

“Well?” I scanned the store, not because I cared for the lavish goods on display, but to avoid his piercing eyes. That’s when it caught my attention—a small, ancient book nestled in a glass case at the back of the store. Its cover was worn, its edges were frayed, but something about it called to me. “That,” I said, pointing to the book. Sylvia’s eyes narrowed. “That old thing? Really?” Before I could respond, she marched to the case and snatched the book from the clerk’s hands. “I’ll take this,” she declared loudly, as though she had won a competition with me that only her was competing. “In fact, I’ll pay double for it.”

Victor stood beside her, watching her with a gentle expression. Sylvia's hand trembled. She opened Rachel's profile and pressed Delete. … The next day, the endless rain finally stopped. Sunlight broke through the clouds. When Sylvia reached the front of the hospital, she snapped her SIM card in half and dropped it into a trash bin. Then she stepped into the light alone and walked toward a brand-new life, one without Victor.

He showed her his back and walked briskly, stuttering as he talked. “Th-then wh-wh-what book … shall we look for, my lady?” In her previous life, Sylvia requested for a fairytale, thinking that a children’s book would be easier to read. She also didn’t want to trouble the young master. But now that he was offering his help, wasn’t it only right to accept? After all, she did save his life, and there was no price for that. This time, Sylvia knew what she wanted to read about. It was something she picked up out of boredom and had greatly captured her interest even if she’d never be able to apply the theories she’d read.

(Sylvia's POV) Ever since I lost my baby, Lucas had been by my side constantly. He seemed terrified that I might sink into despair if left alone for even a moment. Every morning he would appear with something new to try to lift my spirits. Yesterday it was rare healing herbs he claimed would help restore my strength. The day before, he brought books of ancient wolf legends to distract my mind. Today was different though. When I opened my door, Lucas stood there with an expression of gentle determination I hadn't seen before.

Sylvia offered a dazzling smile before saying, "I might feel a pang of jealousy, but I won't get upset with you. You are so vigorous, so I know I simply can't satisfy you all by myself, Ashton." She blushed after saying that, her eyes suddenly gleaming before adding, "If you genuinely manage to get Martha to sign with Evermore Media and secure her endorsement for our Complexion Elixir, I'll give you a reward, Ashton." "What kind of reward?" Ashton asked. Sylvia leaned into Ashton's ear and whispered, "I'll offer you Melody, my sister. How does that sound, Ashton?" Ashton fell silent. Sylvia exclaimed with a grin, "It's decided then! If you don't claim Melody, we'll be forced to continue meet