Novel & Cerita Other Books By The Author Of The Silent Patient

"I'm sorry, Grace. The forest really isn't safe. I have to find him. I promise I'll come back and finish this with you." I gave him a faint smile, though I could barely breathe through the pain in my chest. He would not come back once he left. That was always how it ended. As he bent down to comfort Laila, I quietly poured the bond-breaking potion into the wine glass. I walked over and held it out to him, my voice soft but firm. "Finish this, and I'll forgive you." Philip smiled and finished it in one gulp. He put the glass down and left with Laila without a second glance.

THE END I will also love to take this opportunity to let you all know that if you enjoyed reading this series as much as I enjoyed writing it then you'll enjoy all of my other works. I have a few books on my profile that you might like. 1. LEARNING TO LOVE MR BILLIONAIRE 2. LIES BEHIND BARS 3. BACK TO LOVE THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME

I’ll definitely come back with an amazing sequel. Meanwhile check out my other works 1.Don’t Hide…My Vanilla 2.His Sparkling Sunshine P.S : Please don’t forget to give your reviews and recommend this book to your friends if possible. Love you all…..

"This hotel belongs to your uncle?" Nodding, he pillowed his head and lay on the floor, giving a click to the remote he held. The vault switched to a transparent top. "Here is where I speak to the silence, blame the world, and shed my tears." That somehow dimmed the glow hopping on her hand. She took a seat next to him. Under the soothing lights, his sharp facial features stood out even more, and so did his bottled loneliness. She understood the familiar silence. It was whispering, yearning to be heard after years of being ignored.

Please feel free to read my completed books on this platform: The Bad Boy's Problem The Debt Collector My Boss is Clueless The Wrong Brother A Chaotic Flower The Ugly One Excuse Me, I Quit! And my two ongoing books: Stalking Aaron Conquering the Bad Boy + Bonus story attached ( Lily Hates Me)

She slowly got herself out of the bed, her mind still replaying last night… Williams’ eyes, his voice, that unspoken weight pressing between them. “Why does he stare at me like that?” She murmured. Enough. Today, she wouldn’t drown in old memories. She needed… something. She got dressed fully, Pulling her jacket tighter, she stepped outside and walked briskly until the small bookstore came into view. The bell above the door chimed softly as she slipped inside. Her eyes wandered in search of that one book till she saw it: “The weight of silence.” Her breath caught. She pulled it down, fingers brushing the cover. The woman’s voice echoed in her mind: “That book is about healing”

Her voice dripped with sarcasm when she saw Visha lying helplessly on the cold floor of the filthy dungeon. Author's note: Don't forget to check out my new books – The Devil's Obsession (A forbidden romance story) and The Alpha's Third Mistress. You wouldn't want to miss out!!! If you can't find them in my list of books, just use the search bar to search.

I exclaimed in amazement-to which he further explained that he loved reading about crime thrillers. He shrugged and took another sip of his wine. "It's good to sit around and relax after a very long day. Helps me clear my head." "What are you currently reading?" "The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides,” he answered, “It has been pretty good.” "Yeah, I heard of that one," I nodded. "Actually, it's been on the list to read for a little while.” "I can let you borrow it when I'm done with it, if you want," he said, and from his casual manner in doing so, my heart skipped a beat.

The silence in the primary suite stretched until it became its own kind of pressure. Elara stood where Kai had left her, the image of the open bedroom door still burned behind her eyes—her husband’s cock disappearing between the pierced girl’s lips, her newly adult son’s mouth working between another woman’s thighs, the four bodies moving between the two men without shame or hesitation. The tears had dried into tight tracks on her cheeks. Shock had begun to harden into something sharper. She looked at him and the word formed first in the quiet of her mind, clear and absolute.

It is like Nature wanted to pull us closer to our graves by luring us in with what we see as luxuries. I flicked through the television, trying to find something to watch, but gave up after a while. The television was too slow to keep my mind occupied. I could at least do 10 things before the next dialogue could be said. -------- I tossed around in my bed with my eyes still closed. I heard whispers and conversations all around me in my head. I wanted to open my eyes, but I didn't want to see the blinding lights directed at me. I tried to ignore it all, but the conversations just got louder and louder. I could feel their eyes boring into my back. Their keen and observant eyes noting my every