Sylvie Epithet Erased Novels & Stories

That was something I appreciated. “Is there anyone else who has caught your eye?” Sylvie chirped from the backseat. She leaned forward, getting invested in the conversation. My traitorous blush decided to make an appearance. Why did we have to have this conversation? “Nope,” I lied. “So, tell me more about yourselves.” Both girls chuckled, but they would not back down. Their stubbornness was probably what helped them corral Ethan. “So, it’s not Ethan. Is it someone you have seen more than once?” My silence was enough for her. “More than twice?” Again, silence. “Is he tall and mysterious and carries himself with an air of authority?” Diana asked knowingly.

Lara smiled, “I knew you would train her, Princess. Your fighting skills are known all over the land. I’m very happy you are raising her to be a strong woman. She will need that.” With that, Lara hugged Sylvie, kissed her on the cheek, and said, “My sweet little girl. It’s time for me to go. I just want to thank the Princess for keeping her promise to me, and I wanted to tell you that I love you so very much. “ Sylvie smiled, “You loved me so much, you died protecting me.” Lara chuckled, “Yes. that’s how much I love you. Be good to your mom and dad. They love you just as much as I do. They would never intentionally do anything to harm you.” Sylvie smiled, “I know. I’m incredibly happy with

Sylvia ignored all of them, she's made up her mind and there's no going back. “ Sylvia Swaine of the white coven, Are you sure you want to go on with this migration? You still have a chance to o change your mind.” The leader said. “ I'm very sure master. I will migrate today and I'll be safe.” Sylvia said. Her braveness even in death surprised everyone. Sylvia shut her eyelids as she was lowered into the earth. She'll be buried alive...just like that. The prayer and procession session began. All Sylvia thought of while they were speaking was her mother. All she could mage to whisper was: “im sorry mother.”

she replied, her voice sharp. Sylvia Luke feigned ignorance. “Oh! Miss Ruth Slice! Sorry, I don’t save numbers of people I’m not familiar with, but I’ll save yours now.” She added a cheeky smile, though it was purely for show. Ruth Slice’s voice dripped with annoyance. “I don’t mind. I saw the news about you online, but I believe we clarified that there’s nothing between big brother Stephan and me.” “Oh, you don’t have to help me so much,” Sylvia Luke replied, the irritation creeping into her tone.