Spell Sylvester Novels & Stories

His acquaintance sighs. —Don't hurry, Mégas. - He hisses. - You know very well what I've come for. —We shall discuss it in private. - Alex spats. The black-haired man bows. —Allow me to introduce myself, beautiful fortune teller.- he says to me- My name is Vladislaus Dragulia. You may have heard of me, I am much better known by the name of Count Dracula.

The ticking of the wall clock and the soft murmurs of the city outside created a peaceful background. While rummaging through the documents, a particular file caught my eye. It was labeled "Grey Enterprises: Classified." My curiosity piqued, I opened it, revealing a stack of old documents, financial records and surveillance photographs. My heart skipped a beat when I realized these were remnants of Sebastian Grey’s secret operations. One letter in particular stood out. Gray was called "The Raven" from someone's name. The cryptic language and eerie tone sent chills down my spine. The letter pointed to widespread fraud, suggesting that Gray and Blackwood were merely participants in a larger ga

"D o e s... s h e... k n o w s... t h a t... s h e... i s ...t r o u b l e?" Avery asked h but Sylvester glared at him. "S h e ... i s... n o t... a... t r o u b l e. S h e... i s... m y... l o v e... a n d... m y... l i f e... y o u... l o w l y... d o g."

He spluttered and fought against the invasion as Sylvester pressed harder, stopping his circulation. Then the cloth was gone. He panted for air but could barely breathe through his swollen nose. “I’m going to ask one last time. Where is Zac?” Sylvester snapped, pushing the chair away as he stood up. He shook his head several times. “He…didn’t tell…me…pl…please…beli…eve me, Je...jesus” "Do you know who your with?, The devil, Jesus wouldn't come to save you" Sylvester said darkly before bending forward to a certain point that their faces were some inches away from each other.

Immediately, I felt something settle back into my head and a piercing pain made me hold my head in pain, moaning. I did not hear much of anything they said after that but I felt better soon and I head something that got me really pissed. 'And you Wendy', Sylvester was saying 'I trusted you with the life and health of my dear brother and you are using your powers and spells on him? Preventing him from regaining his memories and recognizing his loved ones? How is that right?' he asked angrily. 'Alpha Sylvester, you are mistaken!' she protested but Sylvester raised his hands again for silence. 'I am talking and have not asked you to respond just yet. You do not interrupt your Alpha!'

Perhaps, because he’s not smiling just like he always does. “W-We are not jealous of her!” one defended. “R-Right! We are not!” “Really?” Sylvester asked before he grinned. “Then get lost. LEAVE HER ALONE, YOU PIECE OF SH*T.” Sylvester’s warning was enough to make their knees tremble. They walked away, hoping to leave as soon as possible. Finally, Sylvester and Ryan were alone. Ryan peered at him. She couldn’t believe that this guy was really the Sylvester she knew!

As Frederick prepared to disembark, he found his path stopped by a vigorous, middle-aged man. Frederick narrowed his eyes and questioned, "Can I help you?" Sylvester responded calmly, "I'd like to speak with you about Ambrose York." Frederick's demeanor shifted. Ambrose York was his father's name. How did this stranger know? "Who are you?" he asked A gentle smile spread across Sylvester's face. His tone softened as he acknowledged that the young man before him was his nephew, who had been lost for over two decades. "I am Sylvester, from the York family of Valyr City."

She was expecting Herbert to speak but Sly surprised her, as he uttered, "Dad may agree, but I'm not Santa Claus. I, Sylvester Norman, will make him pay," Sly's voice was icy. However, Veronica was not ready to give up. She looked for a weakness and found it. She felt exposed at how Herbert tricked her into admitting the truth but she wasn't ready to let Sly take revenge on Mr. Welbeck. "Don't you dare me Sly, or I will make you regret it, the same way I made Claudia," she threatened.

Sylvester continued in the same tone, moving his neck here and there while speaking. "Wait, guys," I yelled, making both of them look at me. "First tell me, what exactly are we talking about?" I demanded angrily. "We work for a secret organization, and Adolphus is my superior." Sylvester told me flatly, closing his eyes as if he were about to doze off at any time. "What?" I exclaimed in shock, looking at Adolphus with wide-opened eyes and he just blinked like an innocent puppy.

<><><> By now, Tiger's skin is unrecognizable with bruises and burns, wounds and blood, but he was still smiling as he stared into space. It's been a while since he experienced pleasurable pains, and it feels too good right now. The tortures stopped already, Toyota and Lambo are already out of the room. Just Taylor and Sylvester left with him. He suddenly faced Sylvester. "Hey, what's your name?" He asked with bloody lips "You're f**king headstrong" Sylvester smiled, and he laughed. "How'd I end up as the boss of my clan if I'm a simpleton" "I'm Sylvester. You should know since you'd become part of us soon anyways" Sylvester replied.