Novel & Cerita Nozel Silva

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

"You failed," Dimitri snapped at Luis Silva. Luis, the battle dragon of the Silva family who controlled most of Brazil, curled his lips in a challenge. He slammed his hands down on Dimitri's desk. Dimitri looked at those hands, unimpressed by the cracks they'd made in the wood finish. "Last night wasn't my fault," Luis said. "Those bullets you provided me? Completely underpowered." "That is the nature of a subsonic silenced pistol," Dimitri countered. He'd overestimated this man's intelligence. "You didn't want to attract attention to yourself, now did you?"

It was then that Zenith noticed Prince Silas sitting and watching them. “Your highness, thank you for bringing Noelle back to us,” Zenith said joyously. Later that day, Prince Silas retreated to his chamber, deciding that the physician would continue tending to him there. He had asked for Bryan but was told he was away. Prince Silas was supposed to be resting in his room, but he was restless without Noelle at his side. So he left for her room. The sensation of being mated to her was overwhelming, almost clouding his entire senses.

"Don't. Act. Like. You. Know. Nothing.' He emphasizes on every word. I pull my arm away from his and he lets me. I don't say anything. He takes my silence as an answer to his question. He scoffs. "How much do you know?" He questions me again. "Not much." I reply. I didn't know how much he knew that i knew. "Don't lie to my face." He nearly shouts. A lady passing by carrying her son, turns around when she hears Rafael shout. Her eyes flit towards Rafael and then towards me. Rafael gives her an annoyed look while i give her a small smile of reassure and mouth a sorry to her. She gives me a concerned look, while i smile at her again hoping to assure her that everything was alright.

I asked. " It's lost on me how you could defend a man who assaulted you like that. He-" I laughed, cutting him off. Did he really think I was worried about a complete stranger? " It's you I'm worried about. What if you go to prison? All those witnesses that were present will testify against you. " He chuckled as if what I had said was funny. " It's cute that you think that could happen. I am Don Nikolai. I run the streets and I control everything. Plus that club has a no phones rule. "

In the car, Noah drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as he waited, glancing every few seconds at the front door. Zeus was restless, prowling in his mind like a caged animal. “She’s taking too long,” Zeus growled. “Relax. She’s not going to vanish.” “I want to see her. I need to see her.” Noah adjusted his collar and blew out a breath. He had showered twice, changed shirts three times, and ended up with a black shirt that fit snug across his chest and gray jeans.

“Shameless. Everyone already knows you fucked Miguel Renard. Everyone has seen the leaked nudes with Lucas, my friend, the one who learned what happens when he touches what is mine. You drag that history into a restaurant and swing at the only people who still answered your messages. You make my name look like a brawl in a parking lot. Me? Kai Lennox?” He did not stop. The impacts continued, methodical, the kind of calculated violence that left marks without requiring explanation the next day. Elara curled inward, arms raised, breath coming in short, broken pulls. She did not scream. The tower walls were thick and the children were supposed to be in their own wings. They were not.

So I took a sip of the water in front of me and waited. I had learnt one thing while getting to know Reine. Silence was the best means to get her to talk. Asking a lot of questions would just make her balk and she would never give you the answer you were looking for. It was much easier to wait for her to give you a concrete answer. “I’m sorry. But she wanted to know why I had not told her anything about you. And she saw the ring. Sandra knows everything about me. I couldn’t lie to her and tell her it was love at first sight. She knows me well enough to know it’s not the truth.”

I pointed out. "He is, he's now an affiliate of yours, we're meeting up with him to discuss the work in Argentina and Belize, his name is Artero McNeel, he's from France" she explains. "And what exactly will we be doing with him?" I ask putting emphasis on the we. "He's a friend of Luca's, your father cheated him last year in some stocks and bonds investments, so he's willing to do anything we want" she says with a relaxed smile. This is what I'm talking about, she just smiles.

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas