Silence In The Library

Max is a no-nonsense bounty hunter. She doesn’t have time for silly fairytale nonsense like what her last “skip” was spouting about vampires. Yet days later, when things start to add up, she can’t help but question if maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t as crazy as she thought. Max’s questions, however, have placed her on the radar of a powerful vampire corporation that sends one of their best to seek her out and silence her if needed. What should have been an easy job for Jace and his werewolf friend Lukas is anything but. What happens when a vampire and werewolf fall for the same girl? Can their friendship withstand it, or will it cause a rift once romantic feelings and jealousy rear their heads? On the other hand, can Max survive having her eyes opened to the reality of the supernatural?

A deal sealed in desperation. A marriage bound by secrets. A heart caught between danger and desire. When Isla Monroe agrees to marry a man whose name strikes fear and fascination in equal measure, she steps into a world where power rules, silence conceals, and love is the most dangerous game of all. He’s cold, unreadable, and devastatingly magnetic. She’s fragile, desperate, and holding onto her last thread of hope. What begins as a contract quickly unravels into something far more complicated…. where tension simmers, pasts collide, and every touch feels like a trap. But in a house full of shadows, the greatest mystery isn’t him… It’s why he chose her. And when secrets start to surface, Isla must ask herself the question no one dares to answer. What’s the real price of wearing his ring?

I’d been dead a month before my family even noticed. It wasn’t concern that brought them to that realization. It was my silence after the so-called “dinner” with Adam Rossi, the infamous mafia boss. My father scoffed like always,“She probably shacked up with that bastard. Too busy spreading her legs to pick up the damn phone.” My sister texted me a photo of them smiling under the Christmas tree, ornaments twinkling like nothing was wrong. Bitch, she wrote. You better talk Mr. Rossi into working with Dad, or you might as well be dead already. And my mother—once the softer one—was now colder than the frost on their windows. “I told you, we should’ve sent Gia to charm Mr. Rossi. Serena always screws things up.” They didn’t think I would die. Not until they found my body—broken, rotten, and forgotten—in Adam Rossi’s basement.

When my father succumbed to a brutal illness, my world shattered. The day before his funeral, my fiancé abandoned me to marry his first love, which added to my grief. When I confronted him, his irritation was palpable. "Megan's dad is dying of cancer," he snapped. "His last wish is to see her get married. I did something good. Can't you see it?" That night, I called him, desperate for answers, only to hear that woman's smug voice. "Blake is in the shower. Can I help you?" I hung up without a word, my heart sinking. Later, he called back, exhausted and dismissive. "I'm swamped with wedding plans. Don't bother me with irrelevant things, okay?" Silence was my only response. I tossed the engagement ring into the trash and canceled our wedding plans, severing the ties that bound us.

A blessing or a curse? Izzat dislikes his gift, but no one knows about his arduous hardship except his best friend, Fakhrul. Not even his family realized he hold such a big and deep secret within his heart. He occasionally pondered in silence, why a person like him is given such a troublesome gift? Does the gift exist to help someone else? Or to help himself? Once is coincidental. What about twice? And the next time after that? Can you still call this bizarre incident a coincidence anymore? Come join him in his journey of life that is full of unexpected surprises. Scared? You shouldn't be feared by those from the dark side. The scariest thing is coming from within, and every person out there holds malice in their fragile heart. After all, we do have a story that we will never tell others. This is a work of fiction. And the book cover is not mine. Credit to the real owner.

Dad attends a banquet with his ex-girlfriend, and they make headlines. Everyone mocks Mom for this, saying that she hasn't gotten anything out of her relationship with Dad. They make fun of her for giving up her successful career for his sake to end up with nothing—she can't even tell a homewrecker off. Mom looks at me tiredly after bawling her eyes out. "He let me down first, so I don't want him anymore. Do you want to leave with me, Rosie?" Just then, my phone pings. I've received a text from my boyfriend of seven years. "I'm just going through the motions and registering my marriage with someone else, Rosalie. You'll still be my girlfriend!" After a brief silence, I nod and tell Mom I'll leave with her. On the day of the double weddings, Mom and I disappear after a fire at our villa.

“My father didn’t protect me. He used me for his own purposes. He forced me to marry Dante—not for love, not for peace, but because he hoped to get from Dante what he needed—power. He wanted to silence his enemies, and Dante was the key. And Dante… he wasn’t just any man. He was cold, ruthless, and feared by everyone. A devil in disguise. I didn’t love him. I was afraid of him. But the more I saw behind his darkness, the more I realized—we were both broken in different ways. Two lost souls. Two shattered hearts. And a love neither of us expected. This isn’t a fairytale. This is a story of fear, power… and a love born from pain. “They call him a monster… but to me, he became home.” “Love will always find you. Sometimes, it just takes time—so give time the time it needs.” 🌼

“Nyx Sullivan, what is your real reason for being here?” Ronan crossed his arms, his eyes slowly scrutinizing the woman in front of him. A slow smirk spread my lips and I shrugged. “I came to collect what he owes” Silence as he waited for me to explain what I meant. “A life” Selene Arden now known as Nyx Sullivan is put into the most difficult arc of her life as she discovers her husband's infidelity and a betrayal from her best friend. Left to die by the people she trusted, Selene thinks it's over for her but the moon goddess brings a new choice. A new life to take back what was rightfully hers. But this time, they need her help and an unlikely ally appears. Will she succeed in taking back her pack and taking back her role as the Luna or will her supposed alliance with her enemy bring more obstacles than expected?

After taking a shower, I stepped barefoot onto the smart scale at home. A cheerful chime rang out. "Congratulations, Mia, you're in your second trimester. The baby weighs three pounds already!" I froze. I was pregnant? How did I not know? Heart pounding, I snatched up my phone and immediately called my husband. "What's going on with the scale at home? I'm pregnant?!" There was a moment of silence on the other end before his familiar, gentle chuckle came through. "Mila, it's just a scale. The data must be wrong. Maybe you're just too sensitive since you haven't been able to get pregnant." I hung up and connected the scale to Bluetooth. In the data log, I saw three months' worth of steadily increasing numbers. Grabbing my car keys, I headed straight for Mia Lane's university.

Gabriella Calos has spent years guiding others through death, while quietly drowning in her own guilt. After losing the man she loved in a hospital bed she couldn’t save, she turned to pills for silence and vanished from everything she once was. Now back in her hometown, ready to leave nursing behind, she’s pulled into an emergency that changes everything—and into the path of Isaac Langton. Billionaire. Media mogul. Owner of half the city’s news stations and newspapers. He’s powerful, untouchable, and recovering from wounds no headline ever printed. When Isaac offers Gabriella a position as his private nurse at his secluded estate, she steps into a world far colder than the hospital—one filled with secrets, an unsettling wife, and a daughter who sees too much. As Gabriella and Isaac grow closer, so do the ghosts of their pasts—and the tension between them begins to burn.