Crying In Silence

WARNING— 18+ READ WITH CAUTION Slowly stroking her again he leaned down placing a kiss on her forehead. "Just calm down Kitten. No more crying." He extended a hand using it to wipe the tears that laid on her cheeks. Seeing them there didn't set right with him, she was suppose to be writhing in pleasure not crying in pain. "Do you not trust me?" Celeste nodded holding onto him for dear life. "I do." "Then spread your legs wider Kitten." **** Celeste always thought her life would change for the better, the future she had foreseen was one like no other; a mate that would love away her pain, a mate that would see only her, breathe only her. However, when she found herself mated to Zillon Macre; her life long crush as well as the future alpha of her pack, her dream remained just that, a dream. Her life did not change in the way she wanted it to, instead of better, it changed for the worst. Her insignificance didn't dissipate, it augmented, and somehow it left her being unwanted... By her pack members... Her family... And lastly by her mate who only craved for her twin sister.

It was a zombie apocalypse. My mercenary leader husband, Hans Luketon, refused to let me set sail to the safe zone just because he wanted to wait for his childhood sweetheart, Winnie Snowe, who insisted on reclaiming her bag that fell into the water. However, the zombies were getting closer to the port, and their roars were terrifying. The survivors on the ship were crying and wailing. I had no choice but to sneak up on him and knock him out. After reaching the safe zone, I was pleasantly surprised to find that I was pregnant. Hans became even more gentle with me. On the very day I gave birth, he took me to the basement and threw me to a horde of zombies. As I was being torn apart by countless zombies, I caught his sinister gaze. He said, "If it hadn’t been for you, Winnie could've made it back to the safe zone with us. She just wanted to retrieve her things, what's so bad about that? You took her life, now you'll pay with yours!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the moment he blocked the cockpit door. This time, I would not assist him in "defying fate."

One deal. One tape. One taste. Vivienne is the wife of a powerful man, but she’s nothing more than a pawn in his twisted games. When Hollywood’s most desired actor, Knox Maddox, steps into the shadows to save her, he willingly trades his silence—and his body—for access. She’s off-limits. He’s playing with fire. And now, neither of them can stop. A dark celebrity romance dripping in angst, heat, and twisted devotion.

Sylvie Wilfred, a 23-year-old rebellious heiress, suddenly finds her freedom stripped away when her strict billionaire father hires Ryan, an infuriatingly disciplined bodyguard she clashes with from the moment they meet. Neither of them is prepared for what grows in the silence between them. When the Wilfred empire suffers a sabotage, Sylvie is forced into an impossible choice: To save the empire, she has to marry Zade, a young mafia boss with his own dangerous agenda.

Her voice enchants them, and her touch, it steals the very life out of them. Thea's only option is to take a vow of silence so the kills stop and her bloody hands have a chance to wash clean.Things can't be so easy for her. Innocent children are taken and their lives threatened by the very people that tortured herself and her sisters.Thea's only recourse is to embrace the darkness inside and unleash her vengeance.After all, a siren's song isn't her only weapon.

She survived the scars. Now she’s learning how to love. Elena Grey once believed love meant sacrifice, silence, and surviving the storm. After escaping an abusive marriage with her daughter Lila, she’s starting over—but healing isn’t linear, and trust isn’t easy. Then Jack walks into her life. Patient, kind, and carrying his own hidden wounds, he offers her something she never imagined: safety, choice, and the space to rediscover herself.

When 22 year old Elena Rossi accidentally witnesses a cold-blooded mafia execution, ruthless don Dominic Valenti should silence her forever. Instead, with one heated gaze and a whispered threat "Your silence binds you to me, little one” he spares her life, igniting a forbidden obsession neither can escape. Tormented by the dangerous age gap and his own darkness, Dominic takes Elena captive in his lavish estate, surrounding her with guards and iron rules meant to keep her safe... and him in control. But every locked door, every brush of proximity, every jealous glare only fans the flames. As rival families circle and secrets from Dominic’s bloody past surface, Elena discovers the devastating price of his protectionand a betrayal that shatters her trust. Fleeing the man who has become both monster and addiction, Elena is seized by his enemies, forcing Dominic to unleash hell to reclaim her. Rescued amid rivers of blood, their passion finally explodes, binding them in ways deeper and more irreversible than either imagined. Yet just as Elena chooses to stand beside the devil who owns her soul, a life-altering secret threatens to change everything... Will their dark love conquer the war closing in or destroy them both?

For two years, my love was worth nothing more than a single apartment unit to Hans. Now Kenzo Alberto has come and purchased me at a higher price. Not with affection, but with absolute protection and an emerald ring powerful enough to silence every whisper. I do not need to be loved. I only want to see those who belittled me brought to their knees. One year of contract. One year of pretense. And one year to make sure not a single pixel of my past remains.

When Rachel's father falls ill and a mountain of debt stares her family in the face, she is thrown at her wit's end. To save her father's life, she succumbs to the shocking proposal of her cold, powerful boss, Noah Sinclair. Noah needs a wife to silence his family's demands, while Rachel needs his riches to pay for her father's hospital bills. But the shocking part is: He wants a marriage based on business only-no feelings, no romance, and no expectations.

Six months after our divorce, my ex-wife, Shanon Reich went viral with her new influencer boyfriend, Tobias Hunt, gaining over ten million followers. One day, by sheer accident, I scrolled into their livestream and saw my three-year-old daughter, Ginny Herbert, trapped inside a car. She was crying so hard she could barely breathe. Her little face was flushed, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. She looked utterly helpless. Shanon didn't smash the window, nor did she call the police. Instead, she laughed brightly at the camera. "Thank you to our top fan for the moneybag gift!" Then she grinned and said, "Send another moneybag! I'll smash the window once I get it, okay?" I lost my mind. I raced over like a madman and wrenched the car keys out of her hand. "Leomund Herbert! Are you insane?" she screamed. "Do you know how much this stream is worth? It's just a little heat! She's not going to die!" I held my daughter in my arms. Her tiny body was limp, and she was barely conscious. With reddened eyes, I pointed at her and shouted, "Shanon Reich! You will pay for this!"