Sylvia Day Bared To You Series Novels & Stories

I didn't feel like dragging the conversation any further, so I brushed it off and changed the subject. That night, I turned on my laptop for the first time in weeks, only to realize that my WhatsApp was still logged in. It was flooded with messages from Edgar. "Wanda, I was wrong. Please, just answer me. Say anything. I'll do whatever you want." "Wanda, I messed up. I'm a bastard. I should've never cheated. I'm begging you. Please forgive me." "Winifred lied to me—she was never pregnant! I'm going to kill her. She ruined everything. This is all her fault!"

*The Next Day* The buzzing sound of my alarm clock woke me up. It is a brand new day for another grind to work. I got up out of bed and get ready to work at Ross. As I walk down the block, I noticed a familiar face, It was Jane. Must be on her way to work. I continue to walk down to Ross’ Mechanic Shop and then it hit me. I remembered that I was supposed to help Jane with the case about these stupid bloody barbies. I went inside the shop when Ross greets me with his usual morning business talk. “Hey there! Ready to make some of that money?” Ross greeted

Leo stepped out, wiping blood from his hands. “Edward’s dead. Tell Mike to pull everyone out.” The fire at Billy’s resort burned for three days and nights. … In the hospital room, Jolene watched Leo sleeping with his head resting by her bedside, then deliberately turned up the volume on the TV she had muted earlier. Leo stirred, glancing at the news before fixing his gaze on her wound beneath the blanket. “You’re awake. Does it still hurt? Let me get the doctor.” Jolene grabbed his arm. His body stiffened.

I commented one line. [Everything in there is going to be yours soon enough.] It took less than a minute for Mason to call me. I had been about to bring up the divorce. He went off before I could open my mouth. "Lara. What is this? "Maya is a sister to me. That is all she has ever been. "She had an accident. I bought her a present. She put on one of your dresses for the photo. What is your problem with that? Why do you have to go after her in public?"

Everly POV I was home from the hospital. I lay in bed when the maid came in. "Madam, your mother's here to see you," she said. Mom stepped closer. Her eyes lowered, not daring to meet mine. "Everly... how are you feeling?" I said nothing. The silence between us felt heavy.. She took out a small box and held it up. "I... went a long way to get these herbs. They're good for recovery after... after a miscarriage. I'll show the maid how to brew them."

When he saw that she was safe, he managed to pull out a weak smile. “Evelyn, as long as you’re alright.” By now, Evelyn had finally calmed down, but when she looked at Mason’s injured hand, her feelings were still complicated. When Anna had dragged her away earlier, she had secretly torn several small crystals from her wedding dress and scattered them on the ground. She hadn’t expected Mason to be the first one to find her. “You should go get your wound treated first.” Mason glanced at the deep cut in his palm, where the bone was almost visible.

"But that suits me, as it happens." Selene's gaze flashed with mistrust. "What do you mean?" Lucian grinned, slow and wicked. "It means I won't be showing any of you mercy." We didn't get to do anything before his power broke free. A burst of raw energy ripped through the clearing, ripping the earth from under our feet. I recoiled, fire licking at my skin as Selene served up a barrier just in time to absorb most of the impact. Abbadon didn't blink, though—he held his ground like a living embodiment of nature, eyes burning red as his own power awakened.

A guy with blonde short hair and baby blue eyes an well build, made is way over to us "What can I get y'all beautiful ladies?" He asked, staring straight at Ashley. "Blaze sent us." Ashley spoke. "Oh, soooooo which one of y'all is the brthday girl?" He yelled. Having both Selena and Ashley point at me. "Well then Birthday girl, whats your poison?" "Three Diva Cosmos." I said, after thinking for like a few seconds. "Cosmos coming up." He said and as we watched him make our drink, Ashley looked like she was a artist, observing and tracing every curve and shape of the bartenders, from his head to his toes.

Dylan's POV I look at the screen for a long time, but I don’t type anything back. My fingers become still, my chest feels tight and my head won’t slow down. I don’t like the question, and I don’t like how it feels too close to something real. So I close the laptop and push it away. “I’m not answering that,” I mutter, standing up.

“Dock two. I'll see you soon.” I hung up the phone and did a happy dance across the room. I had the rest of the day to play with my new favorite person. I quickly changed into a cute, red two-piece with polka dots, a pair of board shorts, and a light t-shirt. Sunscreen and a towel went in a bag and with a pair of sandals on my feet, I was out the door in no time.