Locked In Silence

From a simple girl doing menial jobs to survive, to a “beast” locked away in a dungeon. Ivory was framed for killing the Alpha of her pack and thrown into the dungeon for months, injected with chemicals that clouded her mind and twisted her from a sweet, ordinary girl into someone aggressive and uncontrollable. And so, people began to whisper that she was “crazy.” Then came Alpha Rowan, the Obsidian Wolf and ruler of Snowfall pack. He came to Moonlight pack, in search of something important. That was when he found Ivory, caged and defiant. He knew, without a doubt, that she was his mate, and he took her back to his pack. As the drugs began to wear off, sparks ignited, enemies closed in, secrets unraveled, and a truth far more shocking than anyone imagined came to light. Will this truth be able to prove Ivory's innocence, or would she be dragged back to the dungeons to rot forever?

The daughter of my father's first love suffered from heatstroke because she was left in the car, so he tied me up in a fit of anger and locked me in the car boot. He looked at me with utter disgust and said, "I don't have a vicious daughter like you. Stay here and reflect on yourself." I begged him, apologized to him, and pleaded for him to let me out, but all I got in return was his ruthless order. "Unless she dies, no one is allowed to let her out." The car was parked in the garage. No one could hear me no matter how much I screamed for help. Seven days later, he finally remembered me and decided to let me out. However, he had no idea that I had already died in that trunk and could never wake up again.

Amara Mensah had always believed in two things: hard work and silence. Hard work would take her places, and silence would protect her when the world tried to break her. Growing up in a modest home in Accra, she had watched her mother struggle through life with dignity, never asking for help, never expecting miracles. So Amara didn’t believe in miracles either. Especially not the kind that came in the form of men. At twenty-six, she was a ghostwriter—anonymous, invisible, and painfully underpaid. She wrote love stories for people who believed in forever, even though she herself had never experienced anything close to it. Until the email came.

Conan Moss never asked to belong-least of all to Levi Dunham, the future pack leader raised to rule with silence and strength. But when a long-forgotten ritual binds them together, Conan finds himself thrust into the very heart of the political and emotional chaos he spent his life trying to escape. As Levi ascends to power, Conan is forced to navigate a world of expectation, control, and hidden agendas-where affection can be a weapon, and trust is the rarest form of power. But Conan isn't the same boy the pack once ignored. He's sharper now. Colder. And as the pressure mounts, he'll have to decide what kind of Luna he wants to be: obedient, ornamental... or something the pack has never seen before.

What do you want from me, idiot?” “I want to have sex with a psychopath.” The rumor alone should have sent Jaden running. Instead, it pulls him closer. At school, Kai stands apart from the world, wrapped in silence and stories no one dares confirm. Students avoid his gaze, teachers watch their words, and the shadows follow him like loyal dogs. But Jaden looks once… and he can’t look away. Kai wants nothing to do with him. Jaden wants everything he shouldn’t. And as Jaden steps deeper into Kai’s world, he starts to realize the truth: he didn’t chase danger. Danger chose him.

"he's your elder brother! The rightful heir of the kingdom. "He turned around furious. His eyes glowing red and his hands itching to silence that voice forever. "The king would never choose you as his heir! "'Now that's enough! ' his rugged fingers from fighting many a wars now gripped the handle to his sword. 'He had had enough of this unruly man.' "prince Chandra! "Afraid that he had to witness another bloodbath tonight in front of his eyes, the minister spoke up. "You could be the heir to the throne, if there's no elder brother to claim it anymore. "A silence so poignant settled into the room, before the fool spoke again. "And how's prince Chandra supposed to kill his own brother? He has been kicked out of the palace without an army, rarely any income except the looted money from the nearby villages. " "I know a way to overcome these problems." "The sole heiress of Rai chand's.Their coal mines, the business of daimonds could solve all our problems." "But why would they give all that to us?"the prince asked. "Because you would marry his daughter." "goodness!" the ladies gasped. "I bet he would have a hard time at the wedding knowing that at the end of the night, this nymph would be waiting at his bed"an blush crept up her cheeks.But it was all short lived she ran down the steps of her home in a frenzy her bridal attire swishing across the floor. Tears had already stained her cheeks when she reached the aisle.It was all red! The floor, the ceiling, the carpet and the lifeless body of her soon to be husband that lay there, bathed in blood."It's time for us to get married darling!" the prince clasped her hand.

Elara Vance was never a bride...She was a transaction. To save her brother’s life and settle her father’s crumbling debts, she sold herself into a three year "Repayment Marriage" to the coldest man in the city, Julian Vane. For three years, she endured his frozen silence, his public indifference, and the cruel whispers of a high society that saw her as nothing more than a social prop. She played the role of the perfect, submissive wife, hiding her world-class talent and her breaking heart behind a mask of glass. She waited for a spark of warmth, a sign that the man who held her at night felt more than just obligation. Then came the morning after their final night together, the night she thought finally changed everything. Instead of a "good morning," Julian tossed a manila envelope onto the bed. "The debt is paid, Elara. Sign the papers and leave. I’m done with you." Julian thought he was finally rid of the woman he blamed for his past. He didn't expect her to sign the papers with a smile. He didn't expect her to vanish into thin air, leaving his massive mansion echoing with a silence that felt like a curse. But Elara didn't leave alone. She left with a secret, a tiny heartbeat that Julian would never know about. Now, the hunter has become the haunted. As Elara rises from the ashes of her old life to become a woman the world can't ignore, Julian is left to realize that the wife he threw away was the only thing holding his world together. The debt is settled. The game has changed. And this time, he’s the one who will have to pay... with his soul.

What do you do when the mate you love gets another she-wolf pregnant after a drunken night? This is my new reality. In the face of this, he firmly said, "Keep the pup, and we can still go back to how things were." I could not believe my ears. Shaking my head, I asked him to choose. "Between me and the pup, who do you choose?" I said to him. All I got was silence. His blank face broke me. I could not believe he couldn’t answer. But his silence was enough of an answer for me. So I left, and he regretted it.

Deception shattered Rosie’s world on what should’ve been the happiest day of her life. With a pregnancy test in hand and her heart in tatters, she walked in on her husband and best friend entwined in betrayal. Yet, she chose silence, only to be blindsided by a divorce paper thrust into her hands. Forced to sign, she vanished into the night, her dignity in shreds. But Rosie's story didn’t end there. Five years of fierce determination transformed her into a powerhouse—the anonymous CEO of the city’s most influential organization, and a single mom. Now, her ex-husband, crippled by regret, wants a second chance. But does he deserve her forgiveness?

Robin leaned close to my ears and whispered the words that only made me stiff and froze my heart. He leans back but while doing so, his lips brushed against mine and a smile escaped his lips, he left my chin and walked away whistling to himself. I just couldn’t move, the touch of his lips that were on mine yet again clouded my mind and the words he whispered in my ears just kept on resounding as silence filled the air where I stood, only the words he had just said arrogantly, yet sweetly, played on in my head. You belong to me and no one else!