Silvia Likens Novels & Stories

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."

Silvia studied me for another beat, then nodded slightly like she’d expected this. “Fine,” she said. “I’ll send written requests.” “Great,” I replied. “Put everything in writing. It’s my favorite genre.” She turned slightly, as if to leave, then paused. “You know what I like about you, Jordan?” she asked. I lifted an eyebrow. “The part where I ruin your day?” She smiled. “The part where you think you can keep the truth contained.” My jaw tightened. “The truth doesn’t scare me.” Silvia’s eyes held mine. “It should.”

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 .

Lightsticks beamed brightly in the darkness, flooding the space with vibrant hues. "Silence speaks for those who listen." Kyle's magnetic voice came through as he jumped down the swing. The music gradually grew louder. "This song tells the story of a boy who took forever to understand the whispers of his silence, finally losing the girl he loves," he continued. "Hope you'll enjoy it."

I said remorsefully and Silvia turned in her seat to look at me. "I have a plan babe and I'm working... " “Yeah, I will never hear the end of that, will I? The same words have been hearing for years," Silvia said, and I flashed her a sweet smile. "Sylvia, I wanted to tell you all about your brother's threat but I didn't want to bother you," I said and she frowned.

"Because it doesn't seem like it, you are the only one who doesn’t look like shit." Silvia let out a long sigh, averting her eyes. "Um, I... I didn't even go out to search," she admitted. "I fell asleep on the road after having a roadside burger…." She paused and continued, "But look at the bright side: isn't it good that that little bitch is no longer in our custody? She was quite a handful, and we became kidnappers because of her."