Nozel Silva Novels & Stories

“I believe you can handle this, Gelo.” “I have to make it right.” His father didn’t pry or ask for details. “We should tidy this up. We don’t want to cause a scene.” Nolan directed Gregory to take the farmer back home and then come back with his squire to dig a grave. Once the others had left, Gelo and Nolan set the grass ablaze, erasing all traces of the ritual. Gelo didn’t want Alyssa’s parents to see the brutality of her death, so he took off her necklace to give to them. After Gregory came back and her grave was prepared, he set off to break the heartbreaking news.

She frowned. "What do you want!" "You" "No Zen" she replied. He smiled and brought out his phone showing her the video of the both of them. She was shocked. He put down the phone and undressed. He took her by the hand and placed himself between her carrying her. He laid her on the wall and kissed her violently. Silvia couldn't do anything and He had his way with her. "She's good!" Dilan didn't say a word "What do you think nix?" Mr. Noah Thor asked him

He didn’t even glance down, he just held a glass of bourbon, eyes glued to the cage with that gleam he always got when something was about to get broken. “Place your bets now. I give it three rounds max before Remo's coughing up blood," I said. Vincenzo just took a long drag from his cigar. “Two rounds. Luca’s pacing himself lately. He l likes to play with his food.” And then Silvio walked straight to the front, I didn’t even know he was coming. He just appeared out of the smoke and dropped into the seat beside Vincenzo without asking, without a glance. He was in a charcoal suit, no tie, shirt open at the collar. Eyes bloodshot, jaw clenched, hands in his pockets like he was forcing himself

Renzo …Silva who had faced me without flinching minutes ago… actually frowned. “Oh, this is going to be fun,” Hawk murmured. Asher did not rush. That was the first thing Silva seemed to notice when the initial wave of humiliation settled. He straightened slightly on his knees again, drawing whatever dignity he could gather back around himself. “You’re wasting your time,” Silva said again. “Nobody will believe that it's me. Do you understand? Those pictures are pathetic and badly done. Anyone with sense will see they’ve been altered.”

Noah looked at the circle—at the pain, the need, the life slipping away. He met Silas’s eyes. “If this saves them,” he said, voice shaking but sure, “do it. I’m in.” Silas’s pupils blew wide. The mothlin pulled Noah into the circle, hands gentle, stripping the blanket away. Cool fingers traced his chest, his nipples. Silas stepped in behind him, clothes gone in seconds, cock thick and heavy against Noah’s back, knot already swelling. “On your knees,” he growled.. Noah dropped. Silas knelt behind him, chest to Noah’s back, cock hot and huge sliding between his cheeks.

One important reason I am still standing and have not been defeated yet by those people I call family is because I deal with all of them like I am dealing with my worst enemy and I have a perfect example of those enemies in my head. Until I crush them under my feet, I won't stop generating new ways to kill them. “Oh, it's your turn”. Noel pulled me out of my thoughts, And I noticed how I had held the steering so hard that my palm had turned red. “2020 McLaren Senna GTR, by racer number 13, The Silent Slayer!” “Silent Slayer?” I turned to Noel, who shrugged, “That's what I could think of,” and I grinned widely, my eyes twinkling, and responded,

Daniel answered briefly then walked away towards the outer door of the villa. In the car during the trip, Daniel had been silent and stared blankly. Noah, the driver as well as personal bodyguard Daniel Noel, looked confused at his boss, because he was not used to seeing his big boss stay silent like now. What's wrong and why? That's been on Noah's mind ever since.

He snarled it, savage and absolute, that decision burning in those untamed eyes. A rough sob rose in my throat as I nodded, eyes soaked. “Good. Now move. Stay with her. Try to keep her stable so she doesn’t choke on her own vomit.” I nodded fast and took over with the girl. Lorenzo stepped out and I watched him pull out his phone and start barking orders. He was talking to Nino, then he ran to the rigged car parked in front of his and ducked by the rear bumper, rummaging underneath.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

I wave at her as I rush out of the kitchen before she asks me to spend time with her another day. I normally find the gym empty when I come down, but today Santino is around, and he is lifting some weights, as if he even needs to. His body is already in perfect shape, and the weights must weigh like paper to him. Besides that, he does look hot in black gym shorts and a black vest that shows off the large muscles on his arms. I wet my lips and averted my eyes instantly. I know he has noticed me staring, he notices everything; he just chooses what topic to speak about.