Silo Novels & Stories

“But this time they are silent.” Silence from an aggressive hedge fund could mean many things. It could mean retreat. It could mean preparation. Or it could mean they were waiting for the right moment. I stood and walked toward the window again. The city lights were beginning to glow across the skyline. “There will be another move,” I said. “You are certain.” “Yes.” “And when it comes.” I watched the reflection of the office lights in the glass. “Then we will respond the same way we always do.” “With calm.”

"Baby" "I am so sorry , I love you so much and I don't want anything happen to you baby, this World is very bad baby you don't know" he said are hug me tightly, this is not love, this is not love. I keep repeating this in my mind beacuse this is not love it's obbession. I didn't react at all, I didn't say anything. I am just staring towards the wall like a lifeless doll. Beacuse that what I am, a Doll, a lifeless Doll.

Kiran turned to look at Malachi and he nodded his head as well. “Kiran Sinclair, step forth and claim the first incision,” Malachi said, and I looked at the knife in Kiran’s hand. Aegishjalmur, Valknut, Triskelion, Yggdrasil, Gungnir, and Mjolnir were etched on the handle, the symbols of our ancestors and our history.

I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling. "Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal. "Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt. "Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep" Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attention." We burst out laughing. Because I never even thought about putting the phone on silent. That is why I love my girls They could bring me out of any dark mood.

Holy shit. “ I know it is asking a lot but I promise I have given this plenty of thought.” Silvy said. Then she lays out her plan to have a baby through insemination. She explains everything she has done to get ready including starting shots next week. Silvy told me about the list of donors she looked at but none felt right. Damn right they didn’t because it isn’t me. My Silvy isn’t going to have another man’s baby, she is going to have mine. Silvy begins to tell me I don’t have to do anything but donate and walk away as soon as she gets pregnant. She won’t ask me for anything. While she talks I’m coming up with my own plan.

"The farmhouses! The silos! They're using the Spires to recharge their cores!" She pointed a trembling finger toward a rusted grain silo a half-mile ahead. In the mundane world, it was a ruin. In the True Reality, it was a glowing pillar of violet power, feeding a stream of energy to the Sentinels. "Marrow! Target the silo!" Xander ordered. Marrow swung the heavy Aether-cannon toward the landmark. "I don't see anything but a silo, Alpha!" "Trust the Doc!" Xander roared.

Silvio against two men. ****

Chloe I knew I would be late for my next class. I had dozed off while waiting for my first class to end, and strangely, I didn't mind. I felt drained and weak, overwhelmed by depression and anxiety as I walked down the empty hallway. Maybe I should call my brother to come pick me up, but he had classes of his own. Sighing, I looked down at my feet while walking, but I stopped abruptly when I noticed a pair of pink heels in front of me. I looked up and took a step back as my eyes met the green gaze of our school's biggest bully, the Queen Bee. Behind her stood two of her friends and her boyfriend, the quarterback of our school's team, who carried himself as if he had been crowned Miss Univers

Riley was left alone in the basement. It was cold and wet, and she could feel it seeping into her flesh. She had stopped crying once Ollie left and laid on her back on the damp mattress. She once again tried slowing her breathing, calming her mind, and relaxing. She thought of her mate, of her mysterious stranger. She fell. She kept falling until she hit pavement. She was outside the pack house. She walked towards the front doors and felt the cold handle in her palm. She turned the handle and walked into the foyer. Everything just felt real here, but she couldn't understand why the dream led her to the pack house.