Silas Marner Kindle Novels & Stories

His eyes bled charcoal like Silverʼs, his fangs grew a bit and in a blink, Silas was at the altar, having covered the distance between him and Marietta on the altar in a heart beat. His charcoal eyes bore into Marietta's and he licked his lips, the corners of his mouth tugged upward into a smirk. "She's finally awakens! but it's unfortunate".

Celestine complained. That’s right. Lilyana’s insubordination to Mr. Sterne affected Celestine. Mr. Sterne, who knew Lilyana’s whereabouts, placed his men to follow Celestine wherever she went. Making her uncomfortable, like a fugitive. “What a pity, my Cele. However, I will never lose to father. Returning home is tantamount to admitting defeat and accepting the arranged marriage. I don’t want to!” “How about you find a job and leave New York.”

Silas had said then, his voice low, uneven, as his gaze darted between me and Marcus. I had turned to him, my pulse thundering in my ears, as Marcus had wrapped an arm around my waist. “This is Marcus,” I’d managed to say, my voice brittle. “My mate.” Silas’s body had gone rigid, his hand reaching for mine,pulling me away from Marcus, gripping it with a desperation that made my chest ache. “I thought he was dead,” he had said, each word clipped, barely restrained. I couldn’t meet his eyes. Instead, I’d pulled my hand free, wrapping my arms around myself like.

“That you don’t reveal to anyone that you can read this language. To anyone. Not Alaric, not Damián, not Amelia. Only you and I will know.” “And what do you gain from this?” Silas looked at me, and for the first time I saw something behind his round glasses and harmless student appearance. There was something ancient in his eyes, something that had seen too much and understood too much. “I’ve spent years trying to decipher these texts,” he said. “Years. And you just read in thirty seconds what would have taken me weeks. That would be invaluable help to me. There are things in these books that could explain what’s happening with the demons, with the vampires, with the portals. But I can only

He seemed satisfied by that gesture. "I was coming to see you," she said "Have you gotten rid of the stray?" he demanded. Of all things to ask now, she was willing to be peaceful. Mara frowned deeply and made to lash out at him. "Permit me to introduce myself, my lady; I'm Silas. The unfortunate brother to this selfish person." the man said. Mara could not believe her ears that Sebastian had a brother. "I'm Mara," she said softly.

The clearing still carried the faint scent of sage and cypress smoke. Where Marais’s bier had burned now lay only blackened ash, scattered petals, and melted candles. Silas knelt in the center, his carved ashwood staff resting across his knees. His fingers traced the damp earth as he murmured soft, ancient prayers—hoping Marais’s soul had found peace. Behind him, Jonah stood rigid, arms crossed tightly over his chest. His face was pale, streaked with tears that refused to dry. “She’d be proud of you,” Silas said gently, without turning.

Silas mutters as he lights another cigarette. “And I get to have what I want as soon as I serve you on a silver platter to my benefactor. A shame, though; I wanted to have a taste of supernatural pussy, but there will be more chances after the wolves are conquered,” he muttered, and Myra feels her stomach drop. “You are a monster, and you won't get away with this when Draven—”

“I trust his heart. But I think he’s afraid I won’t be strong enough to carry the truth.” Mara’s eyes softened a little. “He may be right about a lot of things. But not about that.” I nodded, silent. Then my wolf stirred. Nyx lifted her head inside me, ears twitching. He’s coming. I turned toward the path through the trees, and a few seconds later, Silas emerged. His expression was unreadable, jaw tight, clothes damp with sweat and mud from whatever hell he’d been walking through. The moment our eyes met, my heart stumbled.

Insane' Kiara nodded, "I understand it all." He smiled, not trying to cover up the fact that he looked so satisfied. His thoughts were suddenly filled with the image of their wedding. The fine wine, the cigar, a beauty before him to gaze upon and soon to be all his, Silas felt so light-headed. She picked her fingernails unconsciously, trying to find a way to escape in those three days. ***

“Now we are alone Fraulein, I have some words of advice to part on you regarding Marianne.” Said Silas a few minutes after the door shut. “Yes, Master” I said, trying to be as obedient as possible. “I would like to have as much help as I can get.”