Paw Patrol Sylvia Mga Nobela at Kwento

The makeup on her face was already melting off, and her massive lips made her appear more like a clown than anything else. “S-so, I can go… right?” Sylvia slowly rose to her feet, her eyes pleading for mercy. ‘If I let her go, she could expose my identity and plan.’ However, Rey couldn’t bring himself to kill Sylvia. Instead, he opted for a safer approach. ‘[Sleep].’ In an instant, Sylvia collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud. Her head collided with the hard floor, causing a loud echo to reverberate in the room. ‘A-ahh... that’ll hurt.’ Rey winced slightly.

She let out a squealing laugh before moving around to play with my tail. “Mummy” she babbled, before picking it up and dropping it “Daddy.” I saw Orlando look to Sylvia in surprise before becoming the next victim to Serenity’s grabbing hands that pulled his long ears. Sylvia smiled at them but it quickly waivered and her overflowing tears rolled over her face to fall onto the tar ground. Just the sight of her laughing daughter caused Sylvia more pain; her tears turning into heaving sobs. “I j-just wi-wish it didn’t ha-have to come to t-this” Sylvia babbled, as she watched Serenity run over to Red who was disappearing and reappearing for her amusement while he approached us.

Carina said. "Really?" Rose mumbled and Carina nodded. "I will try" Rose said. **** Sylvia is currently in her room, standing in front of the mirror, she was getting ready to meet Maverick. Applying lip gloss on her lips, she smiled at her reflection then she walked to the bed, took her bag and walked out of the room. Reaching the garage, she called out for Greg and he came to her. "Are you going out?" Greg asked. "Yeah" Sylvia nodded.

“Sylva never had a mate and always craved one. It's understandable he didn't think twice to worship her when he got one.” "Even shamelessly helped her try to be the Luna! Did she only want power and ruling?” "Nah," I responded this time, attaining their attention. "She was a spy; she was following orders, and I had confirmed it through my secret investigation.” “Are you sure?” Papa asked. “Hmm,” I nodded confidently. “For Sylva, well, I guess it was her luck to have a destined mate in our pack; it made her work easier. Otherwise, she would apply some other means, perhaps.”

I can't really tell her that she is my Luna yet, I want her to show her little craziness at first. It seemed as though the room was a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any second into mayhem. With Sylvia acting as the prosecution and Hailey as the jury, I felt like a defendant in a trial. I remained quiet watching both women unleash abuses on themselves. I must say, I'm quite impressed with the way Sylvia stood up for herself. At first she gave me the impression that she was weak and scared. But, all that changed within a twinkle of the eye. "And how would ending your life affect anyone in this pack? I won't mind using your wolf as a beacon for the pups in the pack " Hailey spat. I was

he said and looked at his men, who were walking out of the staff room with a pram. Sylvia's eyes followed his direction and she saw that they had gotten their hands on Lucian's pram. "NOOOO!" she shrieked and marched forward to save her son. "Why are you doing this?" she said and stopped, went on her knees, "Kill me if you want! Do not try to play with my baby!" Her voice trembled, but the hunters could feel the threatening tone in her voice. Meanwhile, Travis was shocked. He could tell that the girl in front of him was barely twenty, yet she had a child. The only thought that came across his mind was the man who did this to her.

Yet, amidst the sea of familiar faces, a woman emerged, captivating her attention. The woman introduced herself as Sylvia, Luna of the Ebony Pack and chief of the Luna Association. As Fedora observed Sylvia's demeanor and the mesmerizing hue of her pupils, a realization dawned upon her—Sylvia and that wretched woman she met during the hunt were undoubtedly connected, perhaps sisters or distant relatives.

The arena echoed with the sound of Sylvia’s angry scream. She was running fast, her eyes wide and full of hate, holding the sharp dagger tightly in her hand. She thought she could catch Naelis by surprise. But Silas was standing much closer than she realized and he was on high alert. Before the blade could even get near Naelis’s back, Silas moved like a flash of lightning. He stepped in front of Sylvia and easily kicked her back.

CLYVE That’s a blast! No. Shocking! She must have thought about it a lot knowing someone like Westley who was completely the opposite of Sindy Kate. She would not just come to me asking for help. So, what changed? Or I must have misjudged her. One thing I knew for sure—she would sell her soul to the devil just to treat whatever disease Keene had—that was what she had been doing. “I need his latest medical report.” Her face lit up, wiping the tears with the back of her hands. “I will have it on Monday.”

"Oh, Via, don't look so sad. At least you'll get to see Patrick again. You know, he really shouldn't have been wandering around the cliffs that day. He overheard Carl and me planning your little 'accident.' He was so furious." She giggled, a sound that made my stomach heave. "So, I pushed him." Patrick. My sweet, protective brother. He didn't slip. He was murdered trying to protect me!!! A wave of pure, unadulterated hatred drowned out the physical pain. I tasted copper. I forced my jaw open, my amber eyes locking onto Carl's. "I, Sylvia Amber Woodville... accept your rejection," I spat, blood spraying onto Carl's polished shoes. I reached for the dagger in my chest, desperate to pull it out