Sylvia Likens Letter Novels & Stories

I walk up beside her and as I tryed to put my arm's around her she jumped. "Lilly what is wrong do you know who wrote this?" I asked softly, with tear's in her eye's she looked up at me and nodded. "It can't be this has to be fake thi..." she started to break. LILLY: No this can't be from them they are dead how is this even possible? I can longer hold back the tear's and I break down Jacob holds me while I sob in his arms. I hand him the letter and I can see the expression change on his face, It's a expression of disbelief.

She screamed as she rushed in. “Who died to have you running like this?” Sylvia scolded. “And why are you barging into people’s rooms as you please?” “Miss, I heard – you will never believe what I heard!” Her face reddened and she bounced on her feet, eager to talk. “People are saying that Alpha Koa has been found the Moon’s Sword!” It was news that I had been waiting for. “Oh, and also, this letter came for you.” “Who is the sender?” Sylvia asked as I reached out to take the letter.

She said. “Do you love him?” Sylvia asked. I didn’t know how to answer.. because I didn’t know the answer for myself. “Sylvia! Don’t push.” Lillian scolded her and I laughed. “What? I was just curious but I won’t push..” Sylvia said. “Well.. I do know that I don’t think of anyone else the way I think of him..” I said. I leaned my head back as Lillian rinsed the soap out of my hair.

Declan, who has been treating her the coldest out of all of us for the past few days, turns to her and says icily, “Explain yourself, Sylvia.” Sylvia’s eyes go slightly wide, like a deer caught in the headlights. She fusses nervously with her hands before saying, “I just think she’s run away, that’s all. She hasn’t been back and no one’s out looking for her. Why do we even care anyway? Who cares if Ollie is some northern princess or whatever?”

Although it's not my place to say, I truly comprehend why the Alpha is willing to fight for you. You are kind and understanding. If you become our Luna, more people like me will find strength through you.” Sylvia’s words were like a ray of sunshine breaking through the storm clouds of my despair. She spoke with a sincerity that resonated deeply within me. The memories of Agni and me on a perfect day came rushing back. The weather was simply enchanting, with a warm sun casting a golden glow on the forest. Each tree and leaf seemed to shimmer with life.

I threw myself onto the bed and held up the letter. "Alright, let's see what we've got here, Laura George," I muttered to myself, managing a crooked smile but as my eyes skimmed the first line, my entire body tensed. "With the memories of that night still lingering in my head, I write to you..." My grip tightened. "That night? What night?” I cleared my throat. "Uh... excuse me?" I muttered to no one in particular, before continuing. “With the memories of that night still lingering in my head, I write to you about how impactful our encounter has been on me—positively, I should add.

Sybil looked between us, furious, then stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. I stood there, heart pounding, staring at Seth. He looked down at the crumpled letter in his hand for a long second, then held it out to me. “Here,” he said quietly. “I’ll deal with Sybil. You don’t have to worry about her.” I took the letter back quickly, my fingers squeezing it tightly in my fist like it could disappear if I held it hard enough. My heart was still racing. He hadn’t opened it. He hadn’t read the old version.

Hot breath tickled the nape of her neck. “I… I'm just looking for the restroom!” Sylvia said breathlessly. She didn't want to die yet. “The toilet, doesn't your room have one too? You think I believe this nonsense reason?” Liam stood with his hands on the door, smirking. "I..." Sylvia's whole body began to shake, she didn't know how to explain it before she was pulled forcefully into Liam's dark room. Sylvia's whole body leaned close to Liam, she realized that Liam's body was very hot, like a volcano about to erupt.

Sylvia replied, attempting to mirror her friend’s upbeat tone. “Okay. Are you around?” Lily asked, a hint of excitement in her voice. “Yes, I am,” Sylvia confirmed, feeling a spark of enthusiasm flicker within her. “Let’s meet at Shell Bar then,” Lily suggested. “Okay, I’ll meet you there in a jiffy,” Sylvia said, glad for the distraction. “Sure, waiting for you,” Lily chirped before hanging up.

I said, a smile creeping up to my face. " That's good to know. You know the amount of work you had to do just to make him notice you. " " I know, right? Which is why I won't be letting any other girl around breathing space with me. If they try, they are going to hear it from me. " " That's true.... Which reminds me, what about that girl, Sylvia? I heard you wanted to scold her" " Oh, yes! " I said, snapping my fingers. " Can you believe it? She was writing a love letter in class. Like, who does that at this time and age? "