Marshmello Silence

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.

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.

« Quelques instants suspendus dans le temps, quelques instants durant lesquels elle veut croire que tout est encore possible, mais elle voit l’avion s’éloigner sans qu’il l’ait rejointe. Un cri strident déchire le silence, son propre cri sans doute, puis le noir. Le noir absolu. Combien de temps est-elle restée allongée là, en plein soleil, abandonnée de tous ? »

Lilienne Winslow "I'm a mess of warm chaos but I won't let you see it in my eyes, I smile every time but I won't let you see the sadness behind them ,it's pathetic" Rowan Sinclair "Your chaos doesn't frighten me; it draws me in. you wear a smile that dances like sunlight through shadows, but know this, my love: I see beyond the facade. Behind those shimmering eyes lies a world of storms, and it's not pathetic, it's beautifully human. Let me be your anchor in this tempest; let me cradle your sadness and transform it into something radiant. Even when you feel lost, I'll be right here, holding you tight." Neither of them ever wished for the union of marriage, not the weight of a promise, that felt more like chains. two souls adrift, untamed, untouched by love's hand.Yet fate, with silent steps, wove them into one, In a bond neither sought, but neither could withstand. He, a man of steel, a man of few words and of unshaken resolve, She, a spirit of grace, a woman of quiet strength,carrying wounds, no one cared to see. In the quiet vows exchanged, hearts kept their guard,But in the silence between them, emotions sparked, unbarred. In his silence, she found a space to breathe. In her fragility, he found something worth protecting.

From the outside, her life looked like a storybook — young love, a growing family, and the hope of a future built on hard work and devotion. But behind closed doors, it was a different world — one filled with control, silence, and bruises too deep for anyone to see. Before she turned twenty-one, she had already survived a violent marriage, the constant threat of losing her children, and a battle between truth and lies that nearly destroyed her. Every time she tried to rebuild, life seemed to find a new way to break her — a false accusation that stole her children, a fire that turned into murder, and the death of the man who had helped her believe in love again. Echos of Ruin is the raw, unflinching story of a woman who refuses to stay broken. Through violence, betrayal, and unbearable loss, she finds the courage to keep moving — to fight for her truth even when no one will listen. It’s a story of motherhood and survival, of loving and losing, and of discovering that sometimes the only way to save yourself is to walk through the fire. Told with haunting honesty and sharp clarity, this memoir is not just about what was taken from her — it’s about what she refused to surrender: her spirit, her strength, and her voice. Because even when the world tried to silence her, she learned the most powerful truth of all — the human heart can shatter a thousand times and still find the strength to beat again.

Satrikana Series 01: Aerthaliz Satrikana An ex-boyfriend is nothing more than a painful chapter from the past-no emotions, no attachment. He taught her how to love in the most agonizing way, leaving her in the dark for years without explanation. His silence only fueled her anger, and his heartlessness shaped her into someone stronger. Now, he's a distant memory-just a ghost in her life. But fate keeps pulling them back together. Will she allow him back into her life, or will she choose to leave the past behind for good?

When Isabella walks in on her husband with another woman, the betrayal shatters the quiet grace she’s built her life upon. But the moment she walks away, leaving divorce papers in her wake, she begins a journey she never saw coming. From the ashes of humiliation rises a woman the world once forgot—one whose name, long buried in secrecy, holds the power to shake empires. In a world where love is a weapon and loyalty a currency, Isabella’s silence becomes her strength—and her return, their reckoning.

Belladonna; the devil's favorite flower, a slow sentence of death. Silence, pain and insanity. Artemisia was born being the poisonous root of the family, the shadow on the wall that everyone tried not to see. A legend has fallen upon her since childhood: be loved by her and death will come to you as the poisoning by belladonna, slowly and painfully. As a way to escape from her mother's suffocating wings, Artemisia moved into her great aunt's mansion in to start over and wipe all the blood on her hands. But no matter where it is planted, a poisonous plant will always leave its trail morbid.

Pledged by birth to ancient obligations he barely understands, the unnamed heir grapples with a destiny that demands secrecy and sacrifice. Cloaked in shadows within his ancestral keep, he learns to read arcane symbols whispered through generations. When political machinations from the gilded twilight city threaten to expose his lineage—and his potential—he must navigate deception and hidden loyalties to claim what is rightfully his. Guided by a devoted guardian, and haunted by the weight of prophecy, he must choose whether to embrace the power he fears or shatter the silence that has long protected him.

Loving Jess was like navigating a labyrinth with no clear path. Every moment with Jess was a blend of joy and heartache, moments of pure bliss interspersed with uncertainty and longing. Her laughter was a melody that lifted spirits, yet her silence could be a chasm that swallowed hope. Loving her required patience, resilience, and an unwavering belief in the beauty of the journey, despite the challenges. Each day brought new opportunities to understand her a little better, to connect on a deeper level, and to cherish the unique bond they shared. It was a struggle, yes, but one filled with moments so precious that they made every effort worthwhile.