Sylvester Glee Novels & Stories

"Oh wow. I just can't do anything so I'm here no" "Okay, I believe" I punched him jokingly. "What? It's true! I'm not here because of you!" "So cute, short-tempered pretty lady Hahahaha" I glared at him because he's still laughing. "Any plans? Lunch?" They turned to him Coleen because of what was said. "We're having a group study because Davin, so Dea is ours first" I look at her wondering. I averted my eyes when I noticed someone approaching. His eyes look cold and he's glaring at us or at me?

Their, conversation was interrupted by me so they look at me. I raise my eyebrow as I look at the girl. "Sorry for disturbing you, I just got bored so I invite Loreane here" Sylvester spoke My eye's widened, she's Loreane? I thought it was my friend? I gather my strength and smile. "Hello, I'm Asheryl, Sylvester's fiancee " I say looking at the girl's eyes "Asheryl, stop it. I still can't remember you so don't push yourself over me that you are my fiancee cause I only have one fiancee " Sylvester

Sylvester cancelled his meeting because of her and this was making Gloria more feel bad. As they came out of the doctor's office, Gloria again apologized to him. "If you apologized one more time then you won't like what I will do to you." Sylvester told her in stern tone as he held her other hand. "Can you drop me to the dorm?" Gloria asked him who nodded while at the same time his phone rang. He picked his phone and hear to the other side. "No, she is alright. ....There is no need for that....I can take care of it.....Fine...."

Sylvester is six-foot-five and is very skinny. His square face is bristly and mostly sunken in. His cheek bones pop out from the rest of his face and his bushy white eyebrows make it hard to see his brown eyes. Needless to say the smoothest and only hairless part of him is the top of his head. His skeletal structure makes you wonder when the last time it was that he had anything to eat. Despite his ghastly appearance, he is one of the sweetest guys you’ll ever meet. Through everything that has happened, these are the people who have been there for me the most. They have also respected my privacy, and let me be alone when I needed to. I haven’t been the same since… that night.

Unlike beings such as Asketel and Aryella, Sylvester, aside from his unsettling eyes, appeared almost like a regular human. Gideon's expression grew serious, and he said in a deep tone, "I was right. You are Sylvester. I didn't expect Mr. Kecith to send you to intervene!" Sylvester's face remained unchanged as he coldly asked, "Will you surrender willingly, or must I act to subdue you?" The calmness of the statement masked a profound confidence and commanding arrogance. Gideon chuckled and remarked, "You're quite self-assured. Facing someone as confident as you will be very advantageous for me. Should I just surrender?"

His usual composed mask had cracks in it, and there was a darkness in his eyes that I had never seen before. Behind him, at a distance, I could see Kael. His formal black clothing was disheveled, and there were fresh scratches on his hands that hadn’t been there before. It was as if they actually fought..the thought made my stomach twist with dread. “Selene,” Sylvester said as he reached us, his voice carefully controlled but with an edge I’d never heard before. “We need to talk. Privately.” I looked between him and my friends, then back toward where Kael stood watching us with an expression that made my skin crawl with its intensity.

I gave my brother the suspicious side-eye, “I don’t think I’m very comfortable with this idea. Why don’t you and your mate sit and we can all just get to know one another?” Caleb shrugged, “That will work. This is my mate, Raven, Princess of the White Witch Coven.” I smiled at the beautiful black-haired, tiny woman, “I’m very happy to meet you. It’s going to be nice to not be the only tiny person in a family of huge Lycans.” Caleb chuckled, “Sis, you will always be the one Kurt and I pick on. You make it too much fun.” I chuckled, “I am his sister, Sylvie, and this is my mate, Prince Luke from the werebear kingdom.”

chapter ten Lesley Timms couldn’t believe the events of the past hour. He couldn’t believe the events since the bus really, but what had happened after the storage place—that was complete fucking insanity. That Strauss guy was supposed to be the one with all the brains, wasn’t he? Posh education and all that, while the rest of them had to rough it in ordinary schools... And they didn’t come any rougher than Gegley Comp, Timms’ old stomping ground. You learned how to stick up for yourself there or ended up with your head woven into the carpet. All those fucking colleges and universities obviously didn’t teach you any common sense, though, did they? Not as far as he could see—because Strauss h

"I thought you wouldn't work with me? " I raised my eyebrows at him. "Tsk you blackmailed my father, idiot! " He smiled and took a sip of his drink before he talk. "Remember what I told you yesterday, I will do everything to get you back. " he said and smirk. "Ha! In your dreams jerk! "I said and stuck my tongue out. "You know I'm always dreaming about you..... All of you. " 🔥🔥🔥 Huhuhu Sylvester is a handsome pervert.. 🤭😂

The room's atmosphere changed, stiffening like a bowstring about to break. Sylvester's mouth curled into a mouth movement that was not quite a smile when his eyes met mine. Although he appeared composed, I could sense the barely restrained fire burning within him. His face contrived into a gargoyle mask of loathing. Sylvester said, "Derek," in a quiet, almost too composed voice. He moved slowly in the direction of my bed, with his entourage behind him at a reasonable distance. "You've managed to find yourself in quite the predicament, haven’t you?”