Cinta Dalam Diam Novels & Stories

I've even thought about my life without you Can it be more beautiful than what I'm living now I always dream about the beautiful old days with you Keep your words soft even though you leave and don't come back It's over, this time is no longer grounded in the world I've spent the rest of my life just for you When the seasons change Until time stops Even though the world hates I'll stay here When this time is up No longer based on the world I have the rest of my life just for you … Raisa flinched when the sound of her cell phone ringing repeatedly added a soft tap on her right shoulder by Karen's strong hands. Thirty minutes ago Raisa was in the cinema sitting next to Karen but she didn't rea

The soft breeze played with our hair, as if adding its touch to the tapestry of love that enveloped us. In this moment of stillness, I leaned into Roman's embrace, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against my back. We sat in comfortable silence, the unspoken words between us speaking volumes. Our love didn't need grand gestures or extravagant words; it was woven into the fabric of our being, an unbreakable bond that transcended space and time.

In that instant, everything seemed peaceful, and the world outside their room faded away. The softness of Vincent's touch, the tenderness in his voice, made Isla feel completely safe and loved. She closed her eyes, basking in the quiet comfort he offered, knowing that she was exactly where she needed to be. There was no rush, no need for words—just the silent exchange of affection between them that spoke volumes. It was in moments like these that Isla felt the depth of their connection, the quiet understanding that existed without needing to articulate every feeling.

Our touches become more passionate, a silent conversation of desire and longing that speaks louder than words. I pull back slightly, my gaze locking with his. "Let’s not think about anything else tonight… Just us." I whisper and he nods, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and affection. Slowly, we start to explore each other with a tenderness that feels both new and familiar. Our movements are slow and deliberate, each touch a reminder of the love we share. The warmth of his body against mine and the intensity of our connection create a cocoon of intimacy that shields us from the outside world.

ALPHA FENRIR’s POV. “Raven! Where the F U C K are you?” I hissed angrily. “Here alpha Fenrir,” Raven answered and quickly rushed out to meet me. I approached Raven, my eyes blazing with anger. She looked up at me, she bit her lower lips. "So, Damien is dead," I stated my voice firm but my rage evident as I spoke. "And I hear you were the last one to see him alive. Care to explain?”

Her gaze went straight to Cristiano’s back, broad shoulders tense beneath his shirt. “Why did you come here alone?” she asked quietly. “Without your men. Into enemy territory—when you know they’d kill you on sight?” Cristiano didn’t reply. He drew in a slow breath, his eyes lifting to the rearview mirror. Siena’s gaze followed instinctively—and their eyes met, holding for a long, silent beat. Siena’s eyes widened as understanding dawned on her. She could read his silence, grasping everything without him saying a word. Perhaps that was what love was—a heart-to-heart connection that needed no words, where even silence spoke loud and clear.

There was a quiet strength in him, a grounding presence that always made me feel safe and cherished. The moonlight painted silver patterns across the room, casting a soft glow on our intertwined bodies. The silence was filled with the gentle rhythm of our breathing, the soft rustle of the sheets, the quiet sighs of pleasure that escaped our lips. Our lovemaking was a quiet symphony of gentle touches and soft whispers, a testament to the deep, steady affection that bound us together. It wasn't the fiery intensity I shared with Ranon, nor the sharp, intellectual connection with Theron. This was a quiet, profound intimacy, a merging of souls in the stillness of the night.

Wade kept the banter going, sneaking peeks at me in the rearview there and then. I was not in the mood to chat, so I just shut my eyes to rest up. Cetacea Valley was tucked away in the mountains, its beauty undeniable. However, it was no walk in the park to get there. We arrived after dark, and Wade did not seem to have any plans to take off. Yvonne shot me a look and whispered, "It's really dark out. Maybe we should just let him leave tomorrow." I just nodded, not adding anything else.

pintaku. "Kamu tidak akan pernah bisa mencintaiku dalam hubungan tanpa ikatan seperti ini, Ra. Justru pernikahan kita lebih cepat lebih baik. Cinta itu akan tumbuh dengan sendirinya setelah kita halal karena aku bisa leluasa mengungkapkannya. Kalau hanya sekedar diucapkan di mulut mana nendang. Gak berasa. Perlu sentuhan, Ra. Dan aku akan melakukannya setelah kita halal."