El Tigre Silencioso Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, Grace. The forest really isn't safe. I have to find him. I promise I'll come back and finish this with you." I gave him a faint smile, though I could barely breathe through the pain in my chest. He would not come back once he left. That was always how it ended. As he bent down to comfort Laila, I quietly poured the bond-breaking potion into the wine glass. I walked over and held it out to him, my voice soft but firm. "Finish this, and I'll forgive you." Philip smiled and finished it in one gulp. He put the glass down and left with Laila without a second glance.

Aria met her in the war room, Kael and Mara flanking her. The girl bowed, then straightened, breathing hard. “Alpha Khan,” she said. “My name is Elara. I’m from the Eastern Reach.” Aria waited. Elara swallowed. “There’s something in the mountains. It’s not the Oathbreaker. It’s older. And it’s waking.” Mara frowned. “Older than the Oathbreaker?” Elara nodded. “My grandmother called it the Silence. She said if it wakes, the world goes quiet. No sound. No thought. Just… nothing.”

Outside, the borderland afternoon was tipping toward evening. Somewhere in a packhouse of stone and cold ambition a man who had looked at silence and called it surrender was about to discover that the quietest people build the loudest cases.

A muffled scream left Selene’s throat as she pulled her hair so tightly that her scalp stung. She could feel the hot water pouring over her face, but it did nothing to wash away the humiliation she felt. Because her mind kept replaying exactly what happened on the dark highway. She couldn’t stop thinking about the way his palm slid up her dress and the feeling of his fingers against soaked clit. Your body says otherwise, El. Hearing him call her El after all these years cut the deepest. It was a reminder of the boy he used to be, before he turned into a heartless person.

A tiger motif was tattooed on his face. This man was Tigre, one of the Quintus family’s twelve zodiac fighters, a person much stronger than Pigsy and Capra. “After screwing up, how are you still alive?”

He put it to the highest volume so that he won’t hear any noise aside from his music. Meanwhile, a loud noise can be heard in a nearby house. The breaking sound of the glass that comes off the table rang out in the whole house. There, a guy came out of the house while hanging his empty bag on his shoulder. He has this blank and emotionless face while walking out of the house. He looked at his own Harry Winston wrist watch that was a gift to him by his father.

Sun steps forward and growls fearlessly. “Get back!” Ayrelles takes a defensive stance in front of Leticia and Lena and snarls back at the tiger. She pulls a handgun from its holster on her hip and points it at the approaching tiger. “NO! Les! Don’t hurt him!” Leticia runs forward and throws her hands out. She turns around and faces Swagga. “He… He’s my… mate.”

Gray must have realized right away they were in the cabin and shifted before Lucas shot the first dart. Eli turned to glance at her. “You stay right there, little human. Don’t make me kill you right now.” “Get the chain,” Lucas ordered. Lucas continued to struggle to drag the giant tiger into the living room while Eli was gone. “Why are you doing this?” The question slipped out before she had a chance to stop it. Lucas huffed and stopped, dropping the tiger’s head on the floor with a loud thump. “Why?” She nodded and stared at him, her free hand reaching into her back pocket to make sure she hadn’t lost the pin. Awesome, it was still there.

"You heard a ghost, Bianca. Nothing more." "I know what I heard!" I walked right up to Dante, stopping just a foot away. I was half his size, but I didn't care. "You spoke. You called me 'little genius.' You're playing a game, Dante. The 'Silent Don' is a lie. It’s a gimmick to keep your enemies afraid because they can’t read you." Dante didn't flinch. He reached out, his large hand wrapping around my waist. Before I could scream, he pulled me flush against him.

He is silent. He hasn't said a single word but he still holds me—strong enough to make me aware that he is still with me. I am somewhat afraid because he is a part-tiger and I do not know what his intentions are. Will he bite me to suppress his desires? I can feel his other hand as it follows the slope of my waist to my hips and it feels as if he is controlling himself but he cannot help it. His mouth is behind my ear and unconsciously, his lips touch my skin.