Silvia Likens Novels & Stories

He opened the door to his side of the car. "I think she is smart. Why stall if you are into someone?" Kelavra asked. He placed a friendly kiss on my cheek. Then he helped me into the car and sat me down. "This is bullshit. You are both just horny and end up— ugh. Moon, she is my pack sister. Cannot you do any better? She wears glasses. Round ones." Silas sneered. His wolf flashed in his eyes for a second. "Well, it turns me on," Kelavra admitted. He was not shy. He did not break eye contact with me.

Two weeks pass. Zander and I text constantly. His words blow up my phone. He sends me memes. I send him photos. Our flirty correspondence has my stomach in knots. We all know Brittany. She's a bitch when she wants to be. She would bitch about this. Being with Zander would be fun, on edge, and flirting with danger. We've all seen the Lion King, like Simba, I too, laugh in the face of danger. Ha-ha-ha-ha!!

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

I could only hope that the silence meant that he was considering agreeing with me. "Should I take your silence as an agreement?" I asked, smirking. "I don’t think I have any other choice. You’re really proving to be quite the stubborn woman." "Would you like me any other way?" "Like?" Silas repeated, giving me a sly smile. "What I feel for you is so much more than like, mi estrella brillante. Now, why don’t we fine tune the details of your plan, hm?"

I’m going to cry—again—but I force a breath in, steady myself, and keep moving. When I finally reach the front step, I start asking people to make way so I can get in. And the moment I cross the threshold, everything halts. Every voice. Every breath. Gone. I don’t understand why at first. Then I do. The silence. The stares. It clicks. My hair’s longer now—long like hers. And standing there in the doorway, I realize I look exactly like Elena. The guests notice it too—how much I look like her now. One by one, they approach me, offering soft condolences, hugs, and kind words about my safe return home. It’s all a blur, the voices around me muffled by the storm in my chest.

It was like a surreal scene, the four of us frozen in a moment of shared expectation, each of us carrying our secrets and doubts. Alpha Gerald called me over, I walked up, a mix of nerves and duty. He pulled me into a light hug, and I returned it, trying to hide the lingering tension. Then, Gerald's focus shifted to the man from that intense night. "Looks like you two have already met," he said, calm as ever. His eyes flicked between us, a quiet intensity in his gaze. He introduced the guy as Silas, and the name carried a weight I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Silas, meet Hyacinth Clausen, she is the daughter of my soon-to-be Luna, Kendall Clausen." The formality of the introduction clas

"Yes, I wouldn't have even bothered to look at her if it weren't for you, Rick. Right, Silu?" "Yes, she's such a dull and uncool person," Silu said with a nod of her head. "She used to make me feel as though I was the object of insults. Her figure, looks, and sense of style are all poor just like her." Lily gave off the impression that she was going to throw up. "Yeah, It was like an insult walking alongside with her."

Silvio rose to his feet, slipping his hand into his pocket. Kira continued to cling to Jia but Jia kept her gaze on Silvio. "Is she your mommy?" Silvio asked, his eyes still fixed on Jia. Kira— holding tightly to Jia's hand, nodded enthusiastically "Yes, don't we look alike Uncle?" she asked Silvio's gaze shifted to Kira and a small smile crept onto his lips "Of course you do” he said, No wonder Kira reminded him so much of Rosa; and jia was just a lookalike of Rosa.

said Kiara with a non caring tone . Silva was raised like a lady while Kiara was raised like a slave . Silva could never understand Kiara's hardships , just like Kiara who could never understand what it was like to be raised like a lady who everyone adores and favors . Silva was raised in a strick way despite being adored and loved . She had a soft heart and this made her mom angry to the point that she started to only speak formaly with her . " Hey ! Look at me ! " said Silva with an annoyed tone .

Silva vigorously nodded, letting go of some of the curls that were piled on top of her head. So, who are you aiming for? Silva chuckled. “Sam. He is flawless. He is ten years my senior, but when he wants, he can really lay on the charm. He is also accustomed to my flirtations. "I can see you turning on a lot of wolves." “Yeah.” Silva played with her unruly curls. "I have a bit of a joking nature. I suppose I ought to tone it down.