Silence Legion Novels & Stories

Six years ago, Irene had a fleeting one-night stand with a stranger and walked away with twin boys and no name to trace. She built her life in silence… until the formidable Mr. Blackwood laid eyes on her children and saw the undeniable resemblance to his only son, Daniel. A secret DNA test confirmed it the twins were Blackwoods. To protect the family legacy, the ruthless patriarch gave his son an ultimatum marry Irene, or lose everything. Forced into a loveless marriage, Daniel resents Irene, while Irene is trapped in a life she never asked for. But under the same roof, tension simmers. Hatred bleeds into longing, and resentment gives way to a dangerous attraction neither can control. In a home ruled by power can Irene guard her heart, or will Daniel take far more than just her freedom?

Evelyn Langford spent three years loving Khalid Voss in silence, trading her promising career as an interior designer for the role of the perfect, understanding wife in their opulent Manhattan penthouse. But when Khalid’s empire expands and his charismatic Executive Vice President—and ex-lover—Natasha Cross reclaims her place at his side, Evelyn becomes invisible in her own marriage. Tired of broken promises and lonely anniversaries, Evelyn reclaims her talent and independence, shining brighter with every passing day. As her name rises in New York’s design world, Khalid finally notices the woman he has taken for granted. Now, faced with the terrifying possibility of losing her forever, he must confront the depth of his regret. In a city that never sleeps, can a forgotten wife find the strength to either forgive or walk away?

Bianca Williams is the only heir of a billionaire, whose life turns hellish after her father perishes in a fatal accident. David, her filthy stepfather, craves to embezzle her wealth and acquire Bianca as his toy. He takes advantage of her one night and forcefully takes what she didn’t intend to give. After finding out his secrets are about to be revealed, David hires an assassin to silence Bianca but did not anticipate the assassin to have a hidden agenda of his own. In the process of enacting their vengeance, Bianca and her assassin become closer…something neither of them thought would happen. There’s no love in the world of assassins, and no one can be trusted when you’re the only heir to a billionaire dynasty. What happens when they are on the edge of eliminating each other in the name of vengeance?

Sarah HAYES has worked too hard to let a single mistake derail her career. She’s finally secured her dream job as an executive assistant at Vance Holdings, a world ruled by spreadsheets, silence, and the ruthless, ice-cold CEO, ALEXANDER VANCE. ​Alexander is gorgeous, untouchable, and utterly terrifying. Their worlds collide when Elara literally crashes into him, earning a verbal lashing that should have ended her career before it even began. But instead of being fired, Elara is given the impossible: she's reassigned as Alexander Vance’s personal, 24/7 assistant. ​Now, she is trapped. ​One moment, he treats her like an annoying distraction—a clumsy obstacle beneath his notice. The next, his eyes hold an unsettling intensity, his voice lowers, and the air crackles with an electric current that screams forbidden desire.

'So here I lay here in the cold, mentally shattered, physically broken, bleeding out and waiting for the sweet silence and darkness of death to come finally take its hold on me. A lot of things start to run through my head, things I don't want to think about right now. So I force myself to realize and accept one final bitter truth, he never loved me.' When Nova Storms meets her Mate, she prays for the best and expects the worst. Though her image of the worst was nothing compared to what he actually did to her. Unfortunately she didn't see it coming until it was too late. Left for dead, she waits. Cursing the Moon Goddess for her tortured life, when something unexpected happens; or someone I should say.

“Will you die for them?” The Alpha King’s voice was cold enough to silence the hall. And Althea heard the answer long before she spoke it… not from herself, but from the minds screaming around her. ‘Just sacrifice yourself.’ ‘You’re nothing.’ ‘You should die for us.’ Her gift or curse let her hear and read every hateful thought, every desperate plea. And even then, she still stepped forward. She chose to protect the weak, the innocent, the only ones who had ever shown her kindness… even if the price was her life. But Gavriel Kingsley, the Alpha King, didn’t kill her. He wanted something else. Ownership. "You are mine now," His voice barely above a whisper. “As a slave?!” The King chuckled, his gaze dark as midnight. “As my breeder.”

Anna is not your ordinary werewolf. At just eight years old, she was stolen from her pack and thrown into a world built on pain. Years passed in silence and captivity, her voice lost to the horrors she survived. Chains dug into her skin, and cruelty became her reality. She hasn’t spoken in nine years, not because she forgot how, but because no one ever made her feel safe enough to try. Then everything changes. One violent, chaotic night gives her the chance to run. She escapes, breathless and broken, thinking freedom is finally within reach. But before she can disappear into the unknown, fate places another obstacle in her path. A group of wolves. Strangers. Dangerous. And standing at the center is a man unlike any she’s ever seen. Festar. The Alpha. Powerful, ruthless, magnetic. And for some reason, he’s looking at her like she belongs to him. He claims her as his mate, and just like that, her freedom feels like it’s slipping through her fingers all over again. But there’s something different about this prison. Festar doesn’t hurt her. He doesn’t threaten her. He watches her, protects her, and speaks to her like she matters. Anna wants to run, but her body won’t move. She wants to fight the pull, but it only grows stronger. She doesn’t trust him, not yet, but when he touches her, she forgets how to breathe. And when he looks into her eyes, she feels something she’s never known. Safe. She may not speak, but her silence says everything. This Alpha has claimed her. And whether she’s ready or not, Anna’s story is just beginning.

The air in the room was thick as the electric heat of a mistake was in progress. "Yeah, right there... Ah," I gasped, the words catching in my throat. Every sensation was surreal, the sounds of skin slapping. Jayden moved with a raw, desperate energy, his tattooed hands gripping me. He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear, a dark, playful smirk tugging at his lips as sweat shimmered down our bodies "You like that huh?" he murmured, his voice low with a teasing vibration that sent a fresh shiver racing down my spine. "Hmm," I could only moan in response, my eyes fluttering shut as I let the waves of ecstasy pull me under. "What the fuck Is it going on here?" The voice didn't just break the silence; it shattered the room. It was a guttural roar that turned my blood to ice. Jayden scrambled backward, the bed sulking under his sudden movement. "Shit... " he hissed, his face draining of color as he fumbled for his jeans. I felt coldness piercing through my nakedness. My hands shook violently as I reached for my dress, the silk feeling like lead in my fingers. I couldn't lookup. In the doorway stood Richard. He wasn’t shouting anymore, the silence was unbearable. His eyes, usually filled with a composed warmth, were now dark with a devastating betrayal. He looked at Jayden, then his gaze drifted to me half-clothed on his son’s bed. "Lena..." His voice broke. "How could you?" He didn't wait for an answer. There was no explanation needed. Richard bowed his head, his shoulders slumped under the weight of a heartbreak he hadn't seen coming, and turned his back on us. The sound of his retreating footsteps echoed through the hallway.

The humiliation clung to my skin like a stain I couldn’t wash away. With trembling hands, I pulled my clothes back on, desperate to leave the room, to put as much distance as I could between me and this hell. But as I reached for the door, Chris’s voice called after me, smug satisfaction lacing his words. “You’re not so bad, Camilla,” he taunted, turning to Tyson. “What do you think, future Alpha? Do you mind if I visit a little more often?” Tyson’s face was a mask of cold fury as he looked at me, his pride and ego burning from the knowledge that his mate was a lowly omega. He stared me down, a sneer twisting his lips as he spoke. “I, Tyson Woods of the Two Moons pack, reject you, Camilla, as my mate.” His words struck me like a blade. “Accept it or don’t. I don’t care.” **** Turning eighteen was supposed to change everything. I should have felt my wolf awaken, should have finally belonged to my pack. Instead, all I got was silence—the same empty, gnawing silence that’s haunted me since the day I realized I’d always be the runt, the omega no one cares about. When I met my mate, I thought it might finally be different. But Tyson Woods, my so-called fated mate, didn’t just reject me—he destroyed me, making it clear I was nothing but a stain on his pride. Running away was my only choice, even if it meant crossing into enemy territory. Now I’m trapped, claimed by Alpha Ryker—a man as cold and unyielding as the forest that swallowed me up. He’s dangerous, feared by every wolf on this side of the border,

Aiden Blackwood built an empire on silence, power, and untouchable control. No one is allowed to eat close to him. Until Elliot Hayes steps into his office looking charming, observant, and far too curious for his own safety. He’s just an assistant on paper, but something about him unsettles the billionaire more than any boardroom threat ever has. Late nights turn into lingering glances. Aiden’s rules begin to slip. And the closer Elliot gets, the more dangerous the secrets become. But things start going out of place. Files go missing, rumors spread, and cameras catch shadows where no one should be. Someone inside the company wants the CEO destroyed and Elliot might be the weapon they need. Will Aiden discover a lover he can trust or the man who finally brings him to his knees?