Silver X Espio Novels & Stories

Jake asked in the same tone. "How much can you pay for... Oh wait, who's this beautiful lady here?" that man asked. "Eva. Eva Silver", I forwarded my hand with an awkward smile. "Silver?" he raised a brow and looked at Jake and Jake gave a nod. I was standing still waiting for a handshake. "I'm sorry. I'm Gavin. Gavin Smith", he shook my hand. My small hand barely held his large hand. "Honey, who's that?" I heard a feminine voice from inside. Before any of us responded the source of that feminine voice came to the door. She had hazel eyes and a pale skin tone. She is short and beside Gavin she is little.

When they rounded the last hedge, Sarah blinked in surprise. Parked near the private garage was a sleek, silver-and-onyx sports car, its surface glistening under the moonlight like liquid metal. But this was no ordinary car, it was custom, from the rose gold emblem etched on the hood to the soft blush interior visible through the glass. The seat stitching bore the initials "S.B.", her full name engraved with quiet pride. The car was low, fast, and feminine, yet lethal in its design. “What…?” she breathed, eyes wide as she stepped toward it.