Novelas y relatos de Silvertongue

Her teeth were so pure that they screamed veneers. I hesitated, then nodded. If I had to survive this circus, I might as well be hydrated—or numbed. The first sip burned lightly down my throat. I welcomed it. “Silver West?” a smooth male voice said. “In the flesh? I can't believe this.” I turned my head in the direction of the voice. The man was tall, mid-forties maybe, silver hair at his temples, eyes sharp with the kind of intelligence that liked to dissect people for sport.

I can never forget her annoying voice that made my blood boil. I froze mid-reach, heart jerking in my chest. No. Not now. Not while I’m under the freaking desk. Rylan didn't say a word afterall he can't say a word either. But I heard his tired grunt. Silver laughed. “What? You’re worried. No one is here, Rylan.” And then silence. Followed by a slow, amused exhale from Rylan. “Well, well, well,” Silver purred, the sound moving closer to where I was hiding. “Rylan, I love you. I told you time without numbers. We aren't related by blood so we can be together.”

She flicks her tongue and I tighten my grip on her waist; reacting she moves her hips and I groan. "Atlas..." my voice came out hoarse and I could feel her smile against my neck. Fuck, this woman. That's exactly what you want, isn't it? Her chuckle trickles through my ear and I groan again. Both hands cupping her ass bringing her closer to the mess she'd created. My dick throbbing in my trousers; begging to come out. Lifting her jumper I realize there were definitely not shorts just... boxers. I chuckle bringing her lips back to mine. God, she tastes sweet. I should probably forbid her from drinking sugary drinks ever again. My tongue slips into her mouth and she jerks in surprise, but tight

The Silver Tongue is one of the most popular clubs in Goldstone. The long queue to get into the bar every night was a view that some tourists would capture through their cameras, just to stand and took pictures of themselves in front of the club was a good enough experience for them. A huge silver neon tongue on top of the building can be seen from miles away. It is the center of the nightlife in Goldstone, and Goldstone is a city that never sleeps.

he said with a friendly smile. "Thanks," Charlie took a sip. The second floor was dark and cold. People sat in sofas, enjoying their drinks with quiet companies. The music from downstairs was loud enough to be heard in a muffle from there. "So ... this is your first time here in The Silver Tongue?" Alex started a conversation. She nodded while swallowing her drink, "Yeah, it's my first time here in Goldstone actually." Alex was wiping glasses behind the counter, "Well ... you're in for a treat then, since it's your first time here ... and you're Tom's girlfriend ... all your drinks tonight will be on the house."

“I appreciate you all coming here tonight to celebrate our luna. I thank our friends across the seas and our friends from other realms for making the long journey here. I know many of you have heard of her already but now is the time to meet your luna. She is a silver dragon and is very passionate about protecting this pack. This is only the second time on record that a silver dragon has mated with a wolf and you all should be honored to witness history being made. This pack will be stronger than it has ever been before and with her carrying my children, twins, that strength will continue within this pack for many generations to come. Without further ado, please welcome your luna, my mate, D

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

CHAPTER 22 HYACINTH The dining room was quiet—too quiet. The clinking of silverware against plates was the only sound that filled the air. I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on me. Silas sat at the opposite end of the table, his posture rigid, his eyes deliberately avoiding mine, as if acknowledging me in this setting would somehow shatter whatever calm he was trying to maintain.

Tiamat waved and disappeared. “Whew.” Silas huffed out. “Are they always like that?” He asked, turning to Selene. He held his hand out. “Hi, I’m Silas Copper SilverMoon and my mate, Karla Ashley SilverMoon.” He introduced. “Ummm, Karla Ashley Hawk, not quite a SilverMoon yet.” Karla corrected. “Someone has yet to mark me.” She narrowed an eye at him. “Well, I, uh…” Silas stammered. Karla started laughing.

And why was her heart beating deep in her throat? She went into the kitchen and put the tray down. Then she went into the pantry and took an empty champagne bottle. She rinsed it out with water and then carefully poured a spritzer into the bottle, placed it on her tray and went back into the dining room. Joshua saw her immediately and she nodded towards the bottle. He grinned and beckoned her over. "Alice? Right? ”He asked so that everyone could really hear him. "Alissa." Samantha corrected him and made Alissa understand to serve Joshua. She walked up to him and took the bottle from the tray. "May I?" She asked and wanted to pour it for him. "No thanks. I'll take the whole bottle right away,