Novel & Cerita Novel Silir Daksina

"How is Kira?" Dante’s eyes flicked to me, a fierce, protective light burning in them. He ignored the question entirely. "Where are you, Silas? If you’re so confident in your vision, stop hiding behind encrypted burner phones and face me." "Still so impulsive," Silas sighed. "That is the Silvercrest temper. It’s a tool, Dante, not a master. You should learn to control it." There was a faint sound of movement on the other end, the rustle of fabric, the clink of glass. It sounded like he was in a comfortable room, perhaps even sipping a drink while he discussed the end of the world.

I squeezed my weapons until my knuckles ached. Draco looked first at Damien. “The prodigal king. Do you bring your army to die for her?” Damien raised his chin. “I bring them to bury you.” Draco laughed, the sound soft, almost pitying. “You still cling to honor. Pathetic.” Then he turned to Silas... slow, deliberate. His eyes curved with admiration. “And my favorite creature. You have survived fire, betrayal, death. You would make a beautiful monster.” Silas spat at his feet. “I would rather die human.”

I ask "King Silas. He's not the typical vampire, very little is known about him, even if he's actually a full blooded vampire, he's certainly made it a point to stay hidden, save for when he asked for access to my library. What I do know about him is that his gifts go beyond that of any vampire. His glamor isn't even truly considered glamor at all, he can control minds. Had I not had my own thick mental walls, he would have easily ascertained access to my library, and anything I knew about you. I've since enchanted all my books, as have any other Fae clan in this area, so that only those with good intent can read them. When I met him, I felt his claws in my mind, so if you stand any chance a

His only interest had always been building an empire, even if it was founded on lies. What was he doing now? "He's sure?" I asked. Darius nodded. "He said he thought he was mistaken at first. Silas's wolves don't usually come this far north. But he knows the crest. He's certain." I turned back to the window, my mind already working through the implications. Silas wouldn't send his wolves into my territory without reason. He was ambitious but not stupid. If he was willing to start a direct conflict with Ironfang…it must be worth the risk.

“You’ve been quiet.” Silas forced a smile. “Learning from the best.” He stepped closer, his heart pounding. The dagger Adonis had left in his hand was impossibly cold. Its hilt seemed to pulse faintly—carved with runes older than the fortress itself. “Do you love me, Silas?” Luna’s head tilted, her flowing black hair catching the torchlight. “Even now?” “I do.” Silas’s throat felt tight. “You saved me once. Gave me life.”

Drake I have a smirk on my face because I know that Silas was pissed when Dray knocked on Elayni’s door. I guess they had finally figured their shit out, and I am happy for him. We had just come from Dazriels place. That whole scene will haunt me for the rest of my life. We walked in like we always did not remember that she now had a mate. Yeah, we walked into both of them, growling out their releases as Dazriel was riding Ladau. Thankfully all we could see was her ass. It is not like we haven’t seen each other naked hundreds of times due to shifting into our dragons and back, but this is different. I link Silas and tell him this, only for the dick to laugh at us. I look over, and D

I glare at him, my brows frowned. "She most certainly does. See I pretty much know everything about our students except her. She doesn't talk about her family and nobody at The Academy seems to know anything either. Even the information given to the school after she joined was vague...” He takes a sip of his beer, his eyes trained on me, “All the school knows about the Silent Student is that she comes from a rich family that possibly has connections to the chairman and that her name is Atlas Winters. She's practically a ghost at The Academy. Did you know that her age isn’t even in our system?"

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PREMISE Lana has always followed the rules. She’s the good girl, the shy virgin who’s never been touched—until her best friend dares her to step into a tattoo parlor and finally explore something beyond her comfort zone. She’s not sure what she’s looking for… until she meets Silas. Silas Reign doesn’t do sweet. He does dark ink, dirty mouths, and women who know what they want. But when Lana walks into his studio wide-eyed and trembling, he’s caught off guard. There’s something about her. Something sacred. Innocent. Off-limits.

Every step loud in the stillness. “If you’d walked away, I would’ve followed.” Silas swallowed hard. “I know.” They were inches apart now. And Ethan’s next words were a whisper “But you didn’t.” And Silas finally let himself answer with more than words. He leaned forward. And kissed him. Nina’s POV She paced the edge of the forest with a single vial in her palm. The crimson liquid shimmered under moonlight stolen from a healer's cache. Not poison. Not wolfsbane.