Sylvia Likens Letter Novels & Stories

She winked at her son and we left. * "Milord, you have a letter."Sylvia announced on getting to her master's chamber. She curtsied as he took the piece of paper from him. Sylvia watched as a smile form on his face while he read the letter. It's been a long time since she saw him smile. He looked up to her, a questioning look on his face. Sylvia realized she's been standing there for too long. "I apologise. I'd ...ehm... Leave now."She turned to go but he stopped her.

“Tch! Why should I date when there is no one worthy of me? Mom, I know you are incredible to have been able to take down a man like Liam, and that’s why, give him that pillow talk tonight and have him get off my back. Prove your efficiency as his wife by doing so. If you can’t control such a man, they will run away!” Sylvia playfully winked at her mother. Seeing how Lydia raised her head, Sylvia ran away from there, and seeing Liam stand near the door had her choking. She stumbled and wondered how much of the conversation he heard. Feeling greatly embarrassed, she rushed out of the room and closed the door behind her. Lydia spotted Liam and smiled gently. “How much of it did you hear?” Lydia

she whispered into the silence, voice trembling. Lilly stirred gently inside her, her tone soft and knowing. > “Because he still believes in you. In us”. “I'm still hesitating,” Livia admitted, her voice cracking as the tears finally fell. “I'm still scared of the bond. I don't really know, if I'm ready to accept it” > “You don’t have to know now”, Lilly replied. “You only have to keep moving forward. The rest will come when your heart is ready”. Livia sank deeper into her bed, the letter clutched tightly to her chest as if it were a heartbeat she couldn’t let go of.

Jackson's low voice crackled slightly through the receiver. He was laughing quietly, his tone full of confidence: "With those blank letters and draft transport requisition forms you 'borrowed' from his study, stamped with the Liam’s seal and signature, I can just 'fill in' a few key details. Making those fake evidences is child's play." After hanging up, Sylvia's trembling fingers quickly deleted the call log, powered off the phone, and carefully slipped it into the narrow, dark space between the nightstand and the wall.

Lilly Thursday goes by with only a few minor mistakes such as dropping papers, stumbling into Mr. Storm’s business associate and such. What can I say? I am a clumsy person. None of them seems to be severe enough to earn me another punishment and I’m happy about that because my butt seriously hurt from yesterday's spanking. For lunch I once again go to the deli and flirt with Nate. I remember to exchange phone numbers with him, if any of us should get hold up by something for Friday's date.

"Link me when you're free?" Jackie smiled in return as she nodded her head. "Of course." After Jackie started heading towards her own cabin I decided to send Sylvia a mind link. Are you free after breakfast? "If we even have breakfast! Your mate is currently lecturing us to see if we know what's going on with you, " Sylvia replied. Shit. I'm sorry. A lot is going on, it's more than just bad dreams. I need help ...... "Count me in ..... shit, I need to go. Seth is giving me a weird look," Sylvia said before closing the link.

Announcements Should Be Announced By The Announcer Themselves … "Oh." Sylv suddenly muttered. His gaze is in the sky. They looked at him, then they followed his gaze. They saw a bird flying with a letter tied on its leg. "Is that from Skye?" Jun asked. Sylv nodded. “It is.” He answered when he saw the familiar bird which he used as Yuria’s messenger. He took the letter from the bird's leg. They all went to Sylv’s side as he opened the letter. "Huh?" They muttered in surprise, then their faces fell when they read the letter.

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Mateo wiggles his eyebrows at Tyler and smirks, “Don't let us stop you. We were enjoying the show.” Sylvia cackles as she pushes her way through them, “Leave them alone. If I had a man like Tyler sniffing after me, I’d have him in the bedroom on his back so fast his head would spin.” Lilly starts gagging and stammers. “Please, gran, don't go there.” Sylvia huffs as she says, “That's why you haven't found your mate yet, Lilly. You need to loosen up, grab life or the nearest male with both hands, and have some fun, just like Lisha and Tyler.”

I replied. This next letter could be my chance to explain everything, but if I came on too strong it could ruin everything as well. I am happy Lily is writing me, but letters won’t be enough much longer. “Should I make a bold move?” I asked Santos. “Perhaps we can explain ourselves first and then see how she reacts. We don’t want to scare Lily off so soon after she finally started to like you.” Dear Lily,