Sylvia Day Novel Novels & Stories

June 20th Yvonne: "I went to the doctor today. I'm pregnant. Four weeks along. When are you going to fix this?" Cody: "What can I do? What am I supposed to do?" Yvonne: "I don't care. If you don't deal with the kid, I'm not marrying you even if you divorce Jasmine." June 22nd Yvonne: "Here's an idea. Let's kill Phoebe and pin it on Jasmine. If she's in prison, you'll inherit everything she has. Then we can get married and have kids." Cody: "You think that'll work? Isn't it a little risky?"

Cattleya went willingly, curling against his chest, listening to that impossible heartbeat. For a long time, they simply sat in silence. His fingers traced lazy patterns on her arm while she rested her head on his shoulder, breathing in the scent of him—rain, sandalwood, and something darker. Then he spoke. “Tell me about your work,” he said. “The real work. Not the hospital cases.” Cattleya hesitated. Then, in a voice barely above a whisper, she told him. She told him about the nights she moved like a shadow through the city. About the precise incisions she made in the name of the Church. About the silver threads and scalpels that sang through the air. About the strange satisfaction she fel

He showed her his back and walked briskly, stuttering as he talked. “Th-then wh-wh-what book … shall we look for, my lady?” In her previous life, Sylvia requested for a fairytale, thinking that a children’s book would be easier to read. She also didn’t want to trouble the young master. But now that he was offering his help, wasn’t it only right to accept? After all, she did save his life, and there was no price for that. This time, Sylvia knew what she wanted to read about. It was something she picked up out of boredom and had greatly captured her interest even if she’d never be able to apply the theories she’d read.

His eyes were dark, focused, reflecting the gravity of the situation. Sylvia hesitated for a moment, her gaze distant as if sifting through memories she’d rather not recall. When she finally spoke, her voice was somber, tinged with a hint of regret. “The Book of Enchantments,” she revealed, the words hanging heavy in the air. “Mia stole it.”

"It's not about work," Yoel said. He walked over, set a blue folder on the coffee table in front of me, and looked more serious than I had ever seen him. "It's a proposal." I picked up the folder, confused. On the cover, in bold print, a single line read, "Proposal for Establishing a Long-Term and Exclusive Lifelong Strategic Partnership with Ms. Nova Grayson." My hand trembled, and I almost dropped the folder. I took a deep breath and opened to the first page.

Andrew said with muffled giggles, put on his shades, and walked away from the devastated Pia Drew Barcenilla. Pia Drew was eating a sandwich in the canteen, feeling sleepy, tired from her Class, from the shameful experience earlier in the morning, and from all the things that have been happening to her that seemed like a dream she wished she'll wake up from. Her best friend Nikki saw her. "Pia Drew!" Pia Drew waved at her, showing no interest, and in an instant, Nikki was already sitting in front of her. "Hey, girl have you read the latest news today?"

Truth be told, I had not taken it seriously, thinking she was just trying to spare me from embarrassment. However, Sienna stopped in her tracks, her voice serious as she said, "Jim, I meant every word. "You've just come out of a rough marriage, so I get that you're cautious. However, I'll take it step by step, and win you over with my heart," she said with sincerity. It caught me off guard. I told Sienna I needed a little more time. Later, I got a message from Marvin. Charles was battling depression, which kept him from working normally, yet he could not stand the thought of Holly having any male assistants around her.

The mansion was quiet that morning. Too quiet. Sylvie stood by the tall window in her room, staring at the city below. The soft light of dawn stretched across the skyline, but her mind was far from peaceful. Her fingers tightened slightly around the folder in her hands. Inside it were documents. Small things. Carefully collected. Bits of truth. Pieces of a much bigger picture. Sylvie exhaled slowly. “It’s time,” she murmured. The memory of her past life still lingered in her mind—the lies, the betrayal, the poison that took her mother away.

I can't think beyond you that's why it happened to me” Soon after that I fed him, and he also slept quickly after having dinner and taking medicines and once again I started reading the book once again which I kept in my bag in plane and no sooner I started reading it and the story continued as follows :- As soon as Sylvia comes back to her house she comes across the fact that her house is opened which means someone trespassed her property and is here inside and hence taking precautions she takes one of the rod which is kept in the garden only to soon enter inside the room, and she starts finding the one who is inside the room only to hear footsteps of someone coming from upstairs in the hal

Sylvia didn't know how long she had been asleep, when she woke up, the bright sunlight had filled the room. Clothes were scattered everywhere, and the air was still filled with the strong smell of alcohol. Sylvia looked around… Liam was nowhere to be seen! In just one night, she became his mistress? Tears rolled down, flowing down Sylvia's beautiful face, this life is really like hell, after all, she is still a student, she wants to get out of here. Looking back at her body covered in kisses, in pain from being tormented all night, Sylvia couldn't help but feel bitter. Sylvia was like someone else, not hers, in pain and despair.