I Miss The Quiet Lord X Novels & Stories

He flipped the light bar off, plunging us back into the grey dimness of the storm. "You're getting good at that," he said, his breathing finally beginning to level out. "At what?" "At the 'Dirty' work," Enzo said. I looked down at the Red Ledger. My knuckles were white where I gripped the leather. I wasn't the "Boring" girl who worked for a tech startup anymore. I was the woman who had just blinded a man so her husband could ram a truck. "It says here... 'The Quiet,'" I read, squinting at the page as a neon sign from a passing liquor store illuminated the text. "What is 'The Quiet'?"

he replied casually. Lavender Quinn was Sean's junior colleague. I didn't know what to feel, except pity that after all the effort we'd put into buying the tickets, neither of us had really paid attention. On the way back, Sean pulled out his phone again. I couldn't take it and slammed it shut. He frowned at me. Looking him in the eye, I said teasingly, "You've missed two monthly dates already. I finally got you here, yet you're constantly on your phone. And you keep talking about your colleague. I'm going to get jealous now."

"And you think just by speaking, you’d make it unbearably loud?" Leonard didn’t answer, but his eyes said it all. "I’ve never met someone as quiet as you," Chateau muttered. "Which is why we met," Leonard said, his gaze unwavering. "What do you mean?" "You’re loud, and that becomes the noise in my silence. Isn’t that right?" Chateau furrowed her brows even more, attempting to mask her embarrassment with confusion. "Loud? Me?"

There was no immediate response on the other end—just muffled, indistinguishable sounds. Assuming it was a bad connection, Joanna turned up the volume, accidentally routing the call through her car's Bluetooth system. Suddenly, the strange sounds amplified, filling the car with unmistakable noises—frantic gasps, the rhythmic thud of bodies colliding, and a woman's moans of ecstasy. Then Addison's voice followed, sultry and demanding."Henley, honey... tell me I'm the one you love the most! If you don't, I won't let you finish!"

Chapter 8: The Queen’s Gambit ​"You’re late, Don Moretti," Silas sneered, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceiling of the Council Chamber. "We were just discussing the price of your bride’s latest failure." ​Dante didn’t stop. He hauled me into the center of the room, his hand clamped around my wrist like a shackle. He didn't look at Silas. He looked at the empty chair at the head of the table—the throne he held by blood and bullets.

Some whispered, others didn’t bother lowering their voices. "That’s her?" a woman scoffed, her lips curling in disdain. "The mute Luna? She looks like she’d snap in the wind." "Our Alpha deserves better," another muttered. Nyx snarled in my head; her fury sharp. “Let me out. I’ll show them who deserves what.” But I stayed still, my face blank, refusing to give them the satisfaction of a reaction. Beside me, Kieran was silent, his stride steady and unaffected, as if their voices were mere background noise.

she signed. She grinned as Jacqueline took out a wheel chair taking her out for a stroll she hoped people were not there meanwhile Jacqueline wished people where there so she could see and know that the Silent Moon had people who loved her and wanted her to stay with tem with no fear and no stress. They all wanted her to heal and she sure was going to heal as she had started telling Xavier her story it meant she was already getting there.

“Proud of you, bro.” “What can I say? I have the best life.” He looked at Pyke, then to me. “And I will never doubt you will have the best in life as I am if you would only swallow your hubris. Besides, look at you right now. You have almost everything a man can ask for, except the most important missing piece to complete you that money can’t buy. Come on, milord, just get off your high horse already.” “You must be my son’s friends from the States.” Mama walked in to welcome my only guests.

Lord Theo chided the other vampire, “we want them to speak, remember?” I swallowed heavily. We were going to be interrogated. I remembered the things Ronan and the other scouts had told me. I remembered how badly injured Kieran had been when I first met him. Could I possibly hold out against that kind of treatment? I had once fainted at five strikes of a lash! “She can’t,” Marcus said, nodding towards me. “The girl is mute. Questioning her is useless.” “Do you honestly expect me to believe you trained a mute girl as a scout?” Lord Theo scoffed.