Noelle Silva Novels & Stories

Nolan: Natalia and I sat in front of the fireplace, neither one of us saying a word. We simply enjoyed one another’s company in silence. And though I didn’t say it, I found myself embracing that silence, enjoying it, knowing well enough that it was not everlasting. “Thank you,” she said quietly, turning toward me. “For the night. I didn’t expect to… enjoy it as much as I did. But I am happy that it happened.” I almost smiled. “You sound surprised.”

As I stepped out of the elevator, they both stood there staring at me. Kelly was the one who broke the silence. "you look beautiful, Miss Hunter." A smile grew on my face. "thankyou you, don't think it's too much" I moved my hands in front of my boobs, making Nick go red and turn away. Kelly and I laughed. "no, not at all", kelly managed to get out of her laughter.

Camila's P.O.V "Your phone" Clair says walking into the room and tossing the phone on the bed. I see Zoe's name on the screen whuch made me smile hard, more than I was already smiling. Clair saw my face and took a seat on the bed to hear the conversation. "Hello Zola" I say once I answered the call. "Camila, how could you!?" Zoe screeches, obviously she was crying. "How could I what?" I ask innocently, also sitting on the bed.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

I shook my head, "You weren't ready then. It would have been too much for you. We have to take this slow, okay? This was enough steps for one night." She nodded. "You're a good man, Leonardo," she said kissing my cheek once more. I smiled and pulled her back into my arms, just as we heard a small pair of footsteps come down the stairs. "Silas, is that you?" Ella asked. A few seconds later, a small blond child appeared in front of us. Silas was only six years old and wore his little checkered pyjamas and clutched a teddy in his arms as he looked up at us with his big blue eyes.

She deleted all of Derek’s contact information right before my eyes. “Just pretend I apologized, okay? I deleted everything. I never wanted to be with him. I was only playing around. We’re husband and wife. Look, I deleted everything…” For the first time, I saw fear in Jaime’s eyes. I did not know what she feared, but her attempts to make amends came too late. Even after I rejected her again and again, she refused to give up. She stayed in the village, sponsored poor students, and brought large amounts of medical equipment.

I open my laptop and I see it's a message from Danielle, a song - Between Us, by Little Mix. I listen to the song and all I can do is remember Nina, we sang this song in our condo, in Providence about two years ago. We all attended the same University, Fiona was in NYU for a while before she joined us. I met Nina few months to my twentieth birthday, and I immediately adored her, she was beautiful, snarky, kind, smart, she loved what she did and she loved her body, we were opposites and we were perfect, I thought I found my person, I really did, she was my bestfriend until she wasn't, now the memory of us dancing in my room to Little mix is tainted by the person she became.

"She always loved rumors, and saw me turn into a mermaid." "That was before me and Saph...?" Holly trailed off. "Right." Lydia nodded. "I was still learning control." Holly hadn't been friends with them at the time, so she just took their word for it. "Which one is she coming from?" Lydia asked, looking at all the terminals. "Uh..." Melanie glanced around, refusing to admit she didn't know. "Is that her?" Holly asked, pointing to a blonde in a summer hat coming from a terminal, carrying two suitcases and a brown shoulder bag.

Is everything okay? I typed and replied. Call me if you're not busy. I waited, but no response. I'm so doomed. Can I work with Reid again? Without imaging his lips pressed against mine? Can I look into his mesmerizing eyes without wanting to be wrapped against his muscular arms? Becca Dela Vine, you are in big big trouble, woman! I took deep breaths because of frustrations. My phone rang; it's an unlisted number, yet I picked it up. It might have been Sierra using her husband's phone.