Sylvia Day Novel Novels & Stories

As the iron gates of the mental institute swing open, my wife, Serena Seacrest, walks in with her childhood sweetheart, Adrian Cross, beside her. She looks at me with utter disgust. I am strapped tightly to the bed, unable to move. She sneers, "Damian, you've been subjected to electroshock treatments for an entire month. Is your mania any better? You pushed Adrian down the stairs and nearly broke his leg, so I sent you here to teach you how to be a normal person." Serena tosses a worn-out pink comfort bunny onto the floor and speaks as though she is granting me a favor. "Get down on your knees and apologize to Adrian. If you do, I'll be kind enough to let you see Lila next month." I sta

The day I got laid off, I called my boyfriend, but he never picked up. I rode home on my electric scooter in the pouring rain, soaked to the skin, clutching a cardboard box as I awkwardly pushed open the front door. The house was packed. My family, relatives, and friends were all there. In the middle of the room, my boyfriend and my best friend stood before my parents, accepting their congratulations as the newlyweds. The moment I appeared, the lively room fell deathly silent. The cardboard box slipped from my hands, scattering its contents across the floor. Zane Ward walked toward me, looking at me calmly. "What are you doing here?" I stared at him, my voice trembling as I demanded a

Sarah I have no memory of going upstairs and getting into bed with Joshua. It was late in the morning by the time I woke; reaching over to discover his side of the bed was empty. As I became more alert, my memory of last night and the entire previous day returned. I cheated on Joshua. I let another man kiss me down there! I had only been at the lake house for one night and I still had two more nights to go. I wasn’t sure I was going to survive. My fear of Joshua discovering my misdeeds was not my only concern. My entire body ached. My ass was tender from Daniel’s punishment and my vagina was extra sensitive. I figured that was common after losing your virginity so I wasn’t too concerned. Aft

She asked worriedly, "What's the matter with you, Sylvia?" "Oh, it's nothing," Sylvia replied dismissively, even as a faint tremor ran through her legs. She silently conceded the fact that she had definitely gone too far with Ashton the previous night. She then looked over at the radiant Melody and said with a smile, "You should come over here, Melody; I'm going to tell you a story about a legend!" "What kind of legend?" Melody asked, her gaze fixed on Sylvia's face with suspicion. She noticed that Sylvia appeared more radiant and flushed, carrying a noticeable increase in feminine allure. Every subtle movement hinted at a captivating seduction.

Elaine nodded, "I know." "That's good. I'll go take a shower first. Tonight, I'll share the same bed with you. Don't kick me away," Sylvia said, as she had worked a long day and was naturally tired. After taking a shower, she fell asleep soon after. However, Elaine couldn't sleep. Despite her best efforts, those past events still came at her like a ferocious beast with its jaws wide open. It felt as if whenever she closed her eyes, she was lying on a cold operating table, so cold and desperate, in pain from being abandoned by the whole world...

So he took advantage of being home on sick leave and spent whole days on his laptop, searching the Internet across the globe for the most reliable sources possible. Maria, after long conversations with her husband and Miguel, let herself be persuaded and promised that she would find some way to contact Nadir, but the search was more difficult than she thought. Firstly, Maria didn't know exactly what to look for, and secondly, where, after all, she didn't know anyone interested in something like black magic and summoning demons. But one night the answer came to her by itself, in a dream in which Maria saw quite clearly the book she was looking for and a spell that would help her contact the c

Chapter Thirteen Day Four Friday. Morning come around as it usually does every risen morning, that sound that Bisola hated the most in her entire lifetime pierced her hearing, Bisola hissed and used her pillow to covered her ears with the hope to stopped the sound of alarm from getting to her ear, but the pillow was of no use.

He opened the book and stuck his tongue out at Becca. Becca smiled and returned to her own novel. It wasn't as factual, but she loves fantasy and romance novels. To her, it was like dipping her toe into a whole different lifetime. A lifetime where she is known as the smartest person in the world, the strongest woman alive, and she has someone to love. She always wanted someone to love.

HIS OTHER HALF BOOK 2: FALCON FAMILY SERIES Sylvia Falcon, an outcast among San Francisco's elite, battles against the suffocating expectations of her glamorous lineage. Estranged from her wealthy and powerful relatives, she breaks free from their shadows and embarks on a journey of self-discovery. Determined to make her mark, she secures a job as a personal assistant to the enigmatic CEO, Jason Cartwright, hoping to find love and acceptance in the world she has chosen for herself.

He nodded once, gravely. And so the quiet days began — odd, gentle days that Krishna never experienced in her previous life. Mornings heavy with dew and sparrow-song. Afternoons spent on the riverside, studying incantations from old grimoires Ignatius dug out of his secret stash. Evenings where fire popped between them and silence draped like silk — not taut, not awkward, but serene. She trained each day. She healed each day. One morning, while she stood along a serene pond, the surface glassy in the light of the rising sun, Ignatius came toward her with two wooden staves in his hand.