Silence Is Betrayal

“I always had three golden rules: don’t kill unless it’s necessary, don’t mess with human trafficking, and never touch my sister.” — Leonard Romano. “I could ask for your permission, but I prefer asking for forgiveness… in hell, where we’ll next meet.” — Alexander Vicetti. “Forbidden never felt this good.” — Hazel Romano. Loyalty has rules. Love breaks them. I was never meant to exist in their world. Kept at arm’s length from crime and bloodshed, labeled too soft for the shadows that ruled my family, I grew up as something sacred among monsters—protected, ignored, untouchable. But darkness does not respect boundaries. It whispered promises of freedom, danger, and devotion—everything I had been denied. And at the center of it all stood him. The one man I was never supposed to want. He was temptation. The sin. And touching him wouldn’t just shatter every rule that kept me safe. It would damn us both.

Helen was the Luna of the Oden pack who finds herself enticed by the allure of power. However, in her quest for dominance, she unwittingly betrays her Alpha mate, unaware of the grave consequences that await her. As Helen delves deeper into her pursuit of power, she finds herself caught in a web of deceit, betrayal, and unforeseen challenges. With each step she takes, Luna's world crumbles around her, and she begins to realize the true cost of her actions. Will Helen be able to redeem herself, or is she doomed to suffer the devastating consequences of her betrayal?

She has been married for five years to her Mate, the Alpha of Crescent. Little does she know that on the very day she discovers they are finally going to be parents, her Mate has called a council meeting to ask for a divorce and presents his pregnant lover to take her place. Humiliated and heartbroken, she ends up aimlessly exiled and a famous Alpha rescues her without imagining that this man would give her the second chance she deserves. The problem is, she doesn't know at what cost.

Raisa had always imagined that her household was a happy one, but an incident where her husband, Arka, turned out to be hiding a big secret behind their household. It started with a contraceptive that Raisa found in her husband's suitcase that led to other suspicions that led her to find out that her husband had been having an affair with their next-door neighbor. Raisa devises a plan to avenge Arka's betrayal and also her affair with Maya. She deliberately let her husband play with fire in their household and made him suffer in the aftermath. On the way to exposing Raisa's husband's lies, the woman reunites with her former boss. A billionaire who is handsome and also concerned with Raisa who is none other than Maya's husband. Will Raisa fall back into the billionaire's arms?

Five years after we broke up, my ex bought the company I worked for and suddenly became my direct boss. The project plan I'd stayed up nights working on—nearly killing myself to finish—was handed to someone else without a word. My teammates were split apart, and I became his go-to example when he wanted to tear someone down. I was the laughingstock of the office. Shawn Lubbard said it was the price I had to pay for betraying him. Finally, I asked him what it would take for him to leave me alone. His reply? "Only if you die." Feeling crushed, I drove a knife into my chest right in front of him. Maybe this terrible life should have ended long ago.

The rejected Luna, Aria, believed she had lost everything, her mate, her pack, and her family. After betrayal by her Alpha mate, Kieran, and her best friend, Selene, all she has left are the twins growing inside her. When Landon, a powerful Alpha, saves her and offers her safety, Aria's heart begins to mend. Yet, Kieran refuses to let her go, his jealousy spiraling out of control. In a world where love, power, and revenge intertwine, Aria must choose her fate, and the price it exacts. Two powerful Alphas want her, but only one will survive the impending storm. Who will she choose? The father of her twins? Or her second chance mate? Find out more in the book!

Août 2018, sans s’annoncer, Éric s’arrête au Conssé, l’affaire de quelques minutes... Le Conssé ? Cela fait quinze ans, qu’il n’y a pas mis les pieds ! La vieille maison appartient à Clémentine de Boisin. À quatre-vingt-dix-huit ans, bon-pied, bon-œil, « Tante Clém » est l’âme de la demeure. L’été, elle y accueille sa famille. Le reste de l’année, elle y vit retirée au milieu des souvenirs. Une photo datée de 1942, retrouvée par accident, s’invite. Que vient faire ici, le mystérieux sourire figé sur pellicule, issu d’une époque troublée ? Face à Éric, la porte du grenier s’entrouvre... Emmanuel de Scorraille , diplômé de l’enseignement supérieur, est un romancier passionné d’histoire, de culture et de littérature. Le silence de la terre est une fiction historique, inspirée de l’actualité. « Que s’est-il passé le 27 novembre 2018 ? »

After a fatal fall, Amelia wakes in a stranger's care. wounded, memory fractured, and haunted by dreams of a silver-haired woman whispering, "Remember." As fragments of her past return, so do questions darker than the silence surrounding her. Who was she before the fall... and who must she become to face the truth waiting in the shadows?

I went through 100 hormone shots for him—just to finally get pregnant. Five years begging those shots to work—all for Rafe Morello. The Don with ice in his veins... but also the guy who used to wipe sweat off my forehead in the middle of the night. Everyone thought we were goals. Then I handed over my lab results, and the nurse paused, blinking up at me. "Sorry, what's your relationship to Rafe Morello? There's already a pregnancy under his wife's name." I froze. Carmela Vitale. His dead brother's wife. Spouse listed: Rafe Morello. Breathing? Suddenly optional. No tears. No drama. I just slid off my ring and tucked it into my bag. Then I called the number buried at the bottom of my drawer. My voice? Freakishly calm. "Yeah. Three days. Pick me up." It wasn't about revenge. I left because I finally got it—some people, you gotta cut loose if you ever wanna stop bleeding. Three days later, he walked into a silent bedroom. On the nightstand: my wedding ring, the signed divorce papers, and a copy of the ultrasound. He sat on the floor and just... kept rubbing that ring. Regret doesn't knock. It floods. And that night, it drowned every lie he thought he could get away with. That was when he finally figured it out—love could wreck a person worse than hate ever could.

Ma demi-sœur m’a accusée à tort d’être responsable de ses allergies, et, dans un accès de rage, mes trois frères m’ont enfermée dans une cave exiguë, sans lumière ni air. Ils ont même enchaîné la porte. J’ai frappé la porte de la cave, suppliant de toutes mes forces qu’on me laisse sortir. Alors que le frère aîné, un homme d’affaires d’élite, s’apprêtait à partir, une froide colère se lisait sur son visage : « Tu as l’habitude de maltraiter Zoé dans de petites histoires, mais je n’ai pas l’intention de t’embêter pour ça. Cette fois, tu savais que Zoé était allergique aux fruits de mer, et malgré cela, tu l’as laissée en manger. N’est-ce pas là une malveillance délibérée ? Tu ferais bien de réfléchir à ce que tu as fait ! » Le deuxième frère, récemment couronné Roi des Chants, et le troisième, un peintre talentueux, ont grogné : « Une personne aussi perfide que toi, qui trouve toujours des excuses, tu vas rester là-dedans, et que cela te serve de leçon ! » Après avoir dit ces mots, ils ont pris ma demi-sœur, tremblante, dans leurs bras et se sont précipités à l’hôpital. Peu à peu, l’air dans la cave se raréfiait. Chaque respiration devenait un combat. La suffocation m’a envahie, et bientôt, tout ce que j’avais ressenti s’est transformé en un calme absolu. Je suis morte, seule, dans cet espace clos. Trois jours plus tard, lorsqu’ils sont revenus de l’hôpital avec ma demi-sœur, ils se sont souvenus enfin de moi. Mais ils ont ignoré que, dans l’obscurité de cette cave étouffante, j’avais déjà succombé au manque d’oxygène.