Silverspoon Thai Novels & Stories

“And look at these sketches for the photo booth backdrop. What do you think, Naomi? Should the crescent moon be silver or gold?” She held up a small spiral notebook with meticulous drawings of starry backgrounds and large, stylized moons. I peered at it, my eyes struggling to focus on the detail. “Silver,” I said absentmindedly. “Gold is too tacky. And doesn’t that sound like a theme from a Disney Channel movie?” Sarah ignored the dig. “See? I knew you’d say silver. You’re the only one with taste around here.” “Speaking of taste,” Priscilla interjected, grabbing a tray. “Naomi, seriously, you haven’t touched a single snack all day. You need to eat. You’re turning into a ghost.”

A woman with a broken spiral tattooed across her throat. “No,” Dalen spat. “She brings delay. We don’t need silence. We need answers. And if she won’t give them” A quiet ripple through the bloomlight silenced the rest of his sentence. They all turned. Siran had moved. Just a hand. Just a shift in posture. But it was enough. The spiral beneath her pulsed once, glowing faintly in response. And the wind, which had been still, whispered one word none of them could quite catch but all of them remembered differently.

“Well, good thing I’m here. Your birthday is next week, and i'm not letting you spend it stressed and moping. I got you an early present.” She waved her phone excitedly. “Silver Sanctuary — brand new ultra-exclusive spa downtown. The owner is the mysterious CEO type, but the reviews are insane. Also stupidly expensive and super private, but I pulled some strings and booked you the full premium relaxation package for tomorrow evening. Deep tissue, full-body massage session. My treat." Lila blinked, heart skipping. Silver Sanctuary… she’d heard whispers. It was expensive, private, and somehow tied to the entertainment world. “Sophie… that must have cost a fortune. You really didn’t have to—”

Then he followed them into the restaurant. Thai food was actually very delicious. It was famous for its color, aroma, and the first feature was sour and spicy. The chef of Thail restaurant liked to use a variety of ingredients such as garlic, pepper, sour orange, fish dew, shrimp paste to seasoning and cooked a pot of sour and spicy Thai dishes. The waitress stood aside respectfully, waiting for them to order. Cora ordered their chief: sour and Spicy seafood soup, coconut tender chicken soup, charcoal cooked shrimp, pig neck meat, curry crab.

"Track the cab driver. Make sure he spills everything out. If not, kill him. And send a few of our men there to track her down. I will contact the mobs in Thailand to keep an eye." ****** "No. I want one without the spice." Megan waved her hands, explaining that she did not want spice in her food. "No spicy..." she enunciated the words loudly so the waitress could understand her. The waitress frowned at her, not understanding what the poor woman was saying. "Here... let me help." A woman approached her table and said something in Thai to the waitress. The waitress nodded and laughed courteously as she took away the plate of Pad Thai on her table and walked back into the kitchen.

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

His punishment never exceeded making love to her, and she was going to make love to him today without feeling a thing. She got into the house and met it eerily quiet. It was as though there was no soul in the house and that kind of frightened her. With gentle steps, she walked to her bedroom and clad herself in her favorite lingerie. This time around, she wanted to get Mr. Silver thirsty for her and not the other way around. She lay on her bed and pretended to be asleep, patiently waiting for her door to swing open and for Mr. Sliver to step into the room and find her in all her glory.

I understood what he meant. Two women are still standing before me waiting for my reply. "Please bring my lunch to my room", I said to the black woman. "What can I get for you?" she asked. "Any decent meal is fine", I said not bothering to know what's available. "Shall I leave Ms...", Sophie didn't know my name. "Eva Silver", I said my name. "Shall I leave Ms. Silver?" she asked again. "Yeah, sure. Thank you for the juice", I said. Both women left leaving me alone.

Three years after losing my wolf, I learned that my mate, Alpha Kael, had been poisoning me with Silver Dust to suppress my awakening. All because the one he truly loved was my adopted sister, Selene. I was standing outside his office, clutching a file, my knuckles hovering just inches from the door when I heard his voice. "Have Clara’s blood reports come in yet?" "They have, Alpha. The level of Silver Dust in her system is dangerously high." Silver Dust?

They decide to have lunch at the Thailand restaurant not far from the Lee tower. At the Bangkok Restaurant. "How to order this?" Hai Rin asks Andy who sat in front of her with a scrunch on her eyebrows when she sees the menu. "Do you eat spicy food?" he asks gently. She shook her head and say "I'm not a picky eater." "Then, I suggest you order this set. Tom Yum Kung with a bowl of rice and a few side dishes. "Andy Lu points his finger at her menu book. Hai Rin just nodded. A moment after the waiter takes their order, she received a call from Richard. She frowns a little before answering his call.