Love Is Never Silent Novels & Stories

But with each passing day, these whispers became louder, more persistent, making it harder for her to ignore them. Jane's silent love for Mike was a ticking time bomb, a storm brewing beneath the calm surface. Each laugh, each conversation, and each shared moment added to the intensity of her feelings, pushing her closer to the edge. As she stood on the brink of this emotional turmoil, Jane was about to embark on an extraordinary journey - a journey of love, of unspoken confessions, and of silent whispers of longing. Her story was just beginning. This was her story - the story of a girl who loved her best friend in silence, the story of silent whispers of love.

“Won't your fiancée be mad if she finds out a woman stayed the night?“ He frowns, genuinely confused. “My fiancée?“ “Nicole,” I reply. “We are not engaged,” he says. “But—” “And you're not just any woman,” he cuts me off. My heart misses a beat at his words. Eh? What's this strange feeling? I let out an awkward chuckle as I pick up the cup. “I am, though,” I mutter as I take a sip of the tea. There's silence for a while before he breaks it with his words. “You used to love the rain,” he says softly, like he's trying not to break a fragile glass with his words.

As he spoke, Lester's hand rested on my belly, teasingly saying, "They say mothers have a special charm. Seems true." "Get lost!" I pushed his hand away. He smiled playfully, leaning slightly to block the car door. "You're already a mother, and you're still so reserved?" he teased. A sudden angry shout came from afar. "Lester! What are you doing?" "How boring!" After he saw who it was, Lester let go of me. Winnie, heavily pregnant, rushed over. Her face was twisted in anger as she shouted, "Jennifer, do you just love taking things from me?"

He shouted back. "Don't you understand me, Trizhor ?! You'll be even more damned if you come with me! That's my point here!" I shouted angrily. "I understand you Azy for goodness sake! I'm the one you don't understand!" He shouted. "Shut up! You don't have to-" "You don't know! You don't know how much I love you, Azy!" He shouted which silenced me. He loves me? How? "H-how?" I stuttered the question.

The love that had bloomed softly had died loudly without screaming, without closure. Just silence. And sometimes, silence is the cruelest ending of all.

Never knew it was possible to want someone so much, someone who didn’t even want him and had made it painfully clear on more than one occasion. He replayed their last encounter several times in his head. “... there could never be anything between us. So, you should go back to wherever you had disappeared to...” her words repeated themselves in his mind. And each time they hurt, just as they had the first time, he heard them from her lips. Lips he wanted to taste. Lips he imagined wrapped around other parts of his anatomy. The very part of his anatomy that twitched and attempted to harden just at the mere thought of her.

He remembered his ex girlfriend who left him after collecting some huge amount of money from him despite her sweet words and care. "Love is not existing anywhere"he muttered Though, he loves Linda but his ego and experience won't let him go for him.

I close the door a little too excitedly and turn the lock firmly. Turning to face him my heart feels like it will burst out of my very chest. He is glorious standing before me full of need, his trousers straining, we just stare at each other for a moment, neither quite believing where we are, what we are about to do but neither wanting to back out. To hell with the consequences. His voice is a low sensual rumble when he speaks “Lia get over here now and let me worship you”

In silence, we know, That though this world changes and passes, Our love is something eternal, Unshakable, Like stars in the night sky, Always there, though sometimes invisible to the eye When night is fully upon us, And the world seems to sink into silence, We will lie side by side, Under a sky full of stars, Remembering every moment we've passed, In love that always accompanies. No need for long words, Because our hearts have spoken in silence. Eyes that meet each other share secrets, About feelings that never fade, About promises that are deeply engraved, In every heartbeat that never stops loving. When the night breeze blows softly, Bringing the fragrance of nostalgia, We will smile, Re

“How can you treat me like this? We’ve known each other since we were kids! Have you forgotten? When we were little, you said you’d marry me. You even chased away the boys who dared to come near me. “And when I was abroad, all I had to do was say I missed you, and you’d fly over immediately! “Callum, you love me! You just don’t realize it yet!” Her words were like nails sealing the coffin of the argument I had made days ago—how he used the guise of sibling affection to blur the lines of propriety. His face darkened instantly and he shook her off as if her touch burned him. “It’s Eloise that I love,” he stated with cold finality.