Silver Devils Novels & Stories

“I mean… what the actual hell are you doing here?” “I’m – I work here.” “Like fuck you do.” “I do.” An indignant tone was entering her words now. “And you know I do… Silver.” That stopped him. “Yeah. I do know – Jolene Angeles.” “I know too, Silver Bennett.” She got to her feet, still looking shaken and pale, but a bit more steady. “So, you’re a fully patched-in member of The Road Devils, a former one-percenter MC. A criminal, liar and all-round general asshole not to be trusted.” Those incredible black depths flashed fire in her face as she crossed her arms over her generous breasts. “Pleased to meet you… for real.”

“The Silver Serpents could steal this season. The Daciana Devils lost their last two games. The Wildcats will be forced to sell key players. They can’t lose two seasons running. This could be the end of their special Fab Three.” I clenched my jaw. Evyn and I shared a frustrated look. “Want to follow me to the bathroom?” Evyn asked. “Yeah,” I sighed. I wanted anything but to listen to the people in the room slander my man, including the commentators. “I hate this place, but I have to admit, this place is pretty cool. Everything’s so fancy,” Evyn said. “Yeah, but it’s so quiet. Dead, almost. Like, where is everyone?” I asked as we searched for the bathroom. It was a state-of-the-art stadium, b

I heard Devon say from behind me. When I turned around, I failed to swallow the gasp that left my lips as tears gathered in my eyes. Devon was down on one knee with an opened, velvet coloured ring box in hand with the most gorgeous ring inside. It was a gorgeous diamond studded, sterling silver ring with one medium sized diamond that was lined by smaller ones that decreased in size at its side.

After one interview with Wolf Connor, the sexiest-slash-scariest man she’d ever met in the flesh, she’d accepted the job offer on the spot – all the while totally unaware that Silver was a fully patched-in member of The Road Devils MC. It had been one hell of a shock when he’d turned up the next day to meet the new accountant, and realized that the one-night-stand that he’d taken off on a few states over was actually standing in front of him. It had been rough – it had actually been hellish – between them for a while. But Jo and Silver had worked it all out, they’d opened up and been honest, and rediscovered each other while fully clothed. It had been nothing but a revelation to them that th

"We set it up to look like nothing's there until the exact moment we need it." "That could work." Silas actually smiled. My phone buzzed. Text from Devon. Mom we're playing with the young Silver Claw wolves! They're teaching us cool stuff! Wait. What? I called him immediately. "Devon, what young Silver Claw wolves? Where did they come from?" "Reynold brought them!" He sounded excited, not scared. "He said they're the children of the warriors who disappeared. They've been living in hiding this whole time and now they're back! They're so cool, Mom. They can do tricks and everything."

Before reaching near god they needed to showed up in different counters for correcting varieties of formalities. Other than them, there presented a beautiful angel who also dressed in white like others was there by walking to and froth with a golden book in her hand. She was very busy with her work. She was the personal assistant (PA) of divine source. She came near a tired soul and said with a smile by looking into the golden book in her hand, "Congratulations! You've won our lottery." The soul just crooned, "Huh! Huh!." "You are the sinful dead soul of one who made a terrible error", said the PA again by looking into the book.

He pointed towards the ward down the hallway. Nikolai watched me, waiting for a reaction. I froze and tried to remember where the name came from. My mind went back to days before my wedding. The music at the club was loud. The DJ played with energetic vibes. The bartender mixed two different drinks and slid them towards us. My fingers tightened around the glass as I took a slow sip. Polina's phone vibrated on the table, the screen displayed “Babe.” She didn't hesitate to swipe right and walked toward the exit.

The man smiles, pulling out a key from under and placing it on the table. Sebastian smiles at him, retrieving the key as from underneath his palm as he places fifty bucks on the counter. He turns to scrutinize the place again. It is not worth the fifty bucks. It is not worth a damn payment at all and the bull head hanging just a few inches off the top feels more like for fetish shit than a real motel. “Welcome, enjoy your stay.” The man flashes a set of decayed brown teeth. Sebastian forces a chuckle in return as he heads towards the stairs.

The Devil Devin would have pushed me on the table and made me sulk in there all night. I shut my mouth of any protest as we reached one group of old folks in expensive dresses and shiny suits. Some of them are already familiar to me from the meeting I organized with Devin before, but I haven’t really mingled with them aside from taking minutes every meeting. It surprised me when Devin introduced me to them. He never does that. Our usual set up was, I would introduce myself to his business associates if they needed anything from me, a coffee maybe, a pen or whatever they needed.

It had been a few days since Abeni and Dmitry came back from their trip in Spain Barcelona, and Abeni was in the living room admiring her engagement ring that Dmitry had given her. The ring was a flawless, oval-shaped diamond encrusted in platinum, a testament to his immense wealth and love for her. She had never seen anything so beautiful, and as she ran her fingers over the smooth surface, she couldn't help but feel a shiver of anticipation course through her veins.