Sila Novel By Aiman Khan Novels & Stories

Content Warning: This chapter contains intimate R-18 scenes Diana My eyes widen in shock as the realization dawns on me—it’s no longer Dominicus in control. Silas stares down at me, his chest rumbling with a deep, guttural growl that reverberates through the air, charged with feral desire. There’s no mistaking it—he’s entirely feral, his gaze fixed on me like a predator cornering its prey. “Silas…” I breathe, my voice barely above a whisper.

My wolf snarled. Cahir Armani was one of the worst men on the planet. A cruel, murderous Alpha who did not care for anything or anyone as long as he got what he wanted. When we arranged the meeting to bargain with him not to mate with Sia, none of us expected him to bring her along. Remembering it made me clench my fists. Why would he hurt her like that? She was like this because of him! “Sia,” I called her, getting out of my seat to join her on the bed. She curled into herself when I sat on the edge of the bed. “I'd like to talk to you,” I said in a civil tone despite the curling of hurt in my chest.

"Firstborn of the Sky Woman, Sel, patron of the Seluitah tribe, conceals itself within the moon and envelops our world in the light it reaps from the sun. This it does to protect the world from the powers of the Darkness." Lyda nodded her head in affirmation. That was exactly how Iris described the Light Twin, even by name. She turned the parchment over and resumed her smearing routine. This side of the page appeared similar to other. The invisible passage was revealed and a name was written at the top of the page. This one Lyda had never heard before, and she could not help but whisper aloud as she read it. "SIKAR." The gust of wind suddenly swept through the spring again, but this time, it

said Silva . " Okay , I will go to him as soon as I clean up . Thanks for telling me ! " said Liam with a cold tone while looking at Kiara . " Sure ! " said Silva and went ahead . Kiara kept looking at her back and remembered the time when they were kids , she had worn a white dress with pink lines on the waist . Kiara really liked that dress and couldn't take her eyes off it . Silva noticed it but she didn't give it much thought , although Kiara's expression remained engraved in her mind . In the evening when she went to the garden she saw Kiara who was sitting near a tree with her clothes half tored and collecting leaves . It was cold and she started to shiver a bit . She looked at Kiara a

I felt like an alien in my own body. "But we can't do that if we stay silent, and let them do what they want with us. Let them take away, what little bit that we hold dear in our lives." "If we stay silent like sheep, we will end being a biryani." She says. I draw my eyebrows together in confusion. She seemed to have caught on to her mistake. "I mean, we can not be lambs to be sacrificed." She corrects herself. "But the final choice is yours." I lift my eyebrows at her. This had to have a catch.

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.

"Rumors say she dabbled in dark arts, Zoya. She's manipulative and cunning. She might seem like she wants to help, but be wary of her intentions. She knows how to use people for her own gain. She can ruin your relationship with Ezra if she sees that she can use Ezra to her advantage, the same way she’s using Silas now…" "Silas?" I asked, unable to see the picture Cam was trying to paint for me. Cam's expression darkened. "Silas is a pawn in her game. She's using him to get closer to the pack, to exert influence through him." Listening to Cam's warnings, I let her words sink in, the weight of her concerns echoing in my mind. But my reaction wasn't one of anger or immediate distrust towards An

I struggled hard, but I could not break free from Philip. Laila stormed out of the room next door. She froze when she saw us, screamed and rushed over, slapping Philip on the back with all her strength. "Philip! Do you even remember what day it is? How can you hug another woman right in front of me?! Have you thought about how I'd feel?" Philip's arms loosened. His body flew backward and hit the ground hard, landing a few feet away.

While she begins chatting away at how excited she is to be the first to initiate me into this cult group of anime lovers, I spot Silas up ahead, leaning against a wall. As we get closer, he suddenly looks up, meeting my eyes. I don’t know why but I always get the feeling that he knows I’m there — almost always. I choose not to be flattered by the feeling, telling myself that in the end it meant nothing. “Isn’t that prince douchebag over there?” Xena suddenly points out when she finally notices his silhouette. She immediately goes into defense mode, standing in front of me to block his view of me and mine as well.

The life she was building. She stopped at a small bookstore, browsed for a while, then bought herself a novel she’d been wanting. Simple pleasures. Normal things. For a moment, she wondered what it would be like to have a quiet relationship like the couple she saw holding hands across the street. No spotlight. No secrets. Then her phone vibrated with a text from Kai: **Kai:** Where are you, baby? Come home. I miss my pussy. The heat returned instantly. She smiled and headed back toward the penthouse.