Of Stormlarks And Silence Summary

“Reject me!” My voice is sharp, clear, and it cuts through the night like a blade. The entire pack freezes. Gasps ripple through the crowd. A stunned silence falls over the gathering, broken only by the crackling of the dying fire from the circus stage. Kane stiffens beside me. I don’t look at him. I can feel his anger, the sudden tension radiating from his body like a storm about to break. But I don’t back down. I lift my chin higher. “Reject me,” I say again, louder this time, making sure every single wolf in the pack hears me. Murmurs rise around us, whispers of disbelief. No one rejects an Alpha... Avery Lane, daughter of an Alpha gets kidnapped by her father's rival Alpha and she is forced to become his maid. A few days into staying there and working as his maiden, Avery turned eighteen and discovered that Her kidnapper, Alpha Kane was her mate and she immediately rejected him, not minding the repercussions. Alpha Kane has been on a search for his mate for so many years and when he finally found her, she rejected him and he vowed to make her regret her decisions.

It's 11:30 pm. Home alone, I decide to order some takeout. When the map shows the delivery guy is zero miles away, I receive a call from him. I pick up, only to hear unsettling silence from the other end. I hang up, annoyed. The next moment, the guy texts me, "Sorry, I'm hearing-impaired and unable to speak. I called to notify you to pick up your food as soon as possible. I can't explain things over the phone, and I apologize for that." Then comes another text. "You must've been waiting for a long time. I've left your order at your door, so please pick it up as soon as you can." Just as I prepare to open the door, I see bars of live comments—reminiscent of livestream chats—floating right before my eyes. "Don't open the door! That dude isn't a delivery guy at all! He's a murderer!" "He called you to check if you're a woman living alone!" "Seriously, why are all thriller story protagonists always so dumb? The delivery guy is obviously suspicious, yet she still wants to open the door."

I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my cock slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst.In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan.I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick pussy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her. Fucking Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my cock seemed genuine."Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.

In a brutal all-male cadet academy where discipline is law and weakness is quietly erased, obedience is not requested—it is engineered. Elias enters the institution for survival. Debt, obligation, and limited options leave him with one rule: endure. He believes discipline is a tool, something external he can master and leave behind once his training is complete. He is wrong. The academy does not simply train bodies—it reshapes awareness. Silence becomes instruction. Proximity becomes pressure. Choice erodes long before it is ever questioned. Elias draws the attention of Instructor Vale, a senior authority figure whose control relies not on punishment, but on restraint. Vale does not command often. He observes. He waits. He allows Elias to adjust himself—until obedience feels voluntary and resistance feels unnatural. As training intensifies, Elias finds himself isolated, refined, and increasingly dependent on the presence that once unsettled him. The line between discipline and desire begins to blur, forcing him to confront a dangerous question: is he being controlled, or is he choosing alignment? In a system designed to strip autonomy while calling it order, Elias must decide whether obedience is something done to him—or something he is willing to claim. Under Orders is a slow-burn psychological MM novel exploring power, conditioning, and the unsettling intimacy of control—where submission is not demanded, but learned.

The seventh time Claire Fisher bailed on our marriage license appointment, I finally cut her out of my life—for good. From then on, if she was at a party, I wasn't. When she was scheduled to perform at our college's anniversary celebration, I made sure to leave early. The moment my company announced a collaboration with hers, I resigned without a second thought. Even on Christmas Eve, when she showed up at my parents' house with gifts, I slipped out with a half-hearted excuse about "visiting a friend." I blocked her number. Deleted her from my contacts. Burned every bridge and salted the earth behind me. No calls. No texts. No social media. I didn't reach out. She couldn't reach me. Simple as that. For the better part of my life, I was hopelessly in love with her—waiting on her, caring for her, putting her first in every way that mattered. I gave her all of me without ever holding back. But after the seventh time she left me sitting alone at the City Hall, something inside me broke. I was done. If that meant spending the rest of my life alone, so be it. Better that than sitting in an empty apartment, listening to the silence, holding on to hope for someone who never planned to show up.

Résumé Mara a toujours vécu dans le silence des autres , une présence effacée, un cœur trop plein qu’elle cache derrière des sourires mesurés. Quand Elias, son garde du corps, entre dans sa vie, elle sent renaître un feu qu’elle croyait mort. Mais Elias, lui, s’attache à Naëlle, la demi-sœur de Mara, qu’il épouse pour la sauver d’un scandale qui pourrait tout détruire. Anéantie, Mara choisit la fuite : elle se marie à Lucian, un homme paralysé, prisonnier de son propre corps mais libre dans son âme. Avec lui, elle découvre enfin la tendresse, la paix… presque la rédemption. Jusqu’à ce qu’Elias revienne. Plus sombre, plus tourmenté. Il ne vient pas pour s’excuser , il vient pour reprendre ce qu’il croit être à lui. Et dans cette lutte entre amour et domination, Mara devra choisir : se soumettre, ou brûler.

"You think you will sit on our chest and enjoy all of our money all your life. We don't want you, Zara. Don't ever try to get back here. Remember you are sold and the sold things never get to return back to their original place," Zara rolls down the thick drops of tears as she clutches her clothes with all her might. The line cuts off and there is silence all over the dark room where she is supposed to meet him today. She is scared and she is foreign to the place. She doesn't know who the is the one she is entangled and sold with by her uncle and aunt. Her eyes plays around the room only to find the dark and tall figure standing right behind the door and his blue orbs was only what she could see right now. "Get the out of here or I will make you life just the ," he shouts and her whole body shivers with his hoarse voice. ** He is practically a monster who has always distanced away from people and lived his life completely in an arrogance. He doesn't but he also doesn't love anyone. Will she be able to melt his heart and turn him back to normal young man? Will her lifelong trap be beautiful instead of being a ? Or will it be even worse?**

The Awaited Lycan Queen by pemeemee Aliyah was never meant to survive the night her pack fell. Captured and gifted like property to Leo, the future Alpha of the powerful Blood Moon Pack, she endured five long years in silence, humiliated, feared and hated. Except him. Leo was her only light in a world that wished she didn’t exist. Through small kindnesses and fleeting glances, a quiet bond began to form—something that made her believe she wasn’t truly alone. But love was never enough. Driven by hatred unknown to her, Leo’s mother forced Aliyah out of the pack with a forged goodbye. Heartbroken and unaware of the truth, Aliyah vanished. She never expected the ambush that followed or the power that awakened under the full moon. She didn’t just become a wolf. She became something rarer. A Lycan. Eleven years later, Leo is a grown Alpha, hardened by grief and still haunted by her memory. When he steps into her new world, the past crashes back into them both, along with secrets about her bloodline and the role only she can play. Now secrets are unraveling. Old wounds are reopening. And destiny is calling her home. But after everything that tore them apart, can they survive what’s still to come? Will they choose love or power?

Selena Ashford was once the pride of the Ashford family, until they found their long-lost biological daughter, Olivia. Overnight, Selena was cast aside, banished to a room by the poultry shed, while Olivia, sweet and sickly, wormed her way into everyone’s hearts. But Olivia wanted more. When she drunkenly ran over the Harrington heiress and left her in a coma, she let Selena take the fall. With the Ashfords backing the lie and her boyfriend Mateo swearing love and marriage in exchange for her silence, Selena was sentenced for a crime she didn’t commit. Four years later, betrayed and forgotten, Selena finds work as a caretaker, ironically for the comatose Harrington girl. Wearing a veil and using a false name, she slips into their world and catches the attention of Dante Harrington, the cold and calculating heir. But when the truth erupts, Dante sees her as the woman who tried to kill his sister. Then fate strikes again: Selena isn’t an orphan, she’s the lost daughter of the powerful Lawson family, the Harringtons’ fiercest rivals. With her identity restored and her new family behind her, Selena rises from ruin to power. Now, it’s her turn. The Ashfords will beg. Mateo will regret. And Dante? He’ll have to fight for a woman no longer within reach.

"Thirty million" I heard a male voice echo round the walls of the hall which silenced everyone. Who would bid that high just to buy me? "Thirty million dollars" the male voice spoke up once again, a young man striding confidently forward like he owned the very building with his bidding card raised up. He was eighty percent taller than everyone in attendance. I sucked in breath at his refined but cold appearance. His tuxedo hugged his body and showed of his impeccable muscles. His dark long hair was slick and let to fall, not a single strand out of place. He had the profile of a greek God but his features lacked warmth and empathy. His brown steel eyes burrowed into mine, a look of disgust on his face for me. "Sold!" the chairman hit the gavel on the table after a brief moment of silence since no one else was willing to bid higher. A wave of ovation took the hall, men chattering amongst themselves and whistling. "Get her ready and bring her to me" he pivoted and sharply ordered one of the armed bodyguards standing close to the podium. He owns me now. **** When a ruthless mafia lord bids for an innocent girl, can her innocense survive in the abyss of his darkness?