Silence

Harry never expected to fall for Felix, the ruthless mafia boss who owns the city's hottest nightclubs. But as he gets to know Felix beyond his tough exterior, Harry discovers a complex and alluring individual. Will he find the courage to reveal his true feelings, or will societal expectations and family obligations silence his heart?

Diane Jacobs has survived her life by learning how not to react. Raised in a family where obedience is mistaken for grace and silence is rewarded, Diane moves through the world quietly observant, restrained, invisible by design. Control has always belonged to other people: her father, her family, society’s expectations. Then Eddie West notices her. Their first collision isn’t physical. It’s psychological. In a room full of people, Eddie makes a spectacle not of love, but of dominance using another woman to send Diane a message she never consented to receive. From that moment on, Diane is no longer unseen. When Diane unknowingly steps into Eddie’s world as his Personal Assistant, the power imbalance becomes unavoidable. Eddie is controlled, obsessive, and deeply intentional. He does nothing without purpose including hiring her. What begins as professional proximity becomes a slow, suffocating game of awareness, restraint, and unspoken desire. Eddie never crosses a line openly. He doesn’t need to. His control is in silence, implication, and patience.

My father bought twin brothers from the black market to serve as bodyguards for me and my sister. My sister chose the tall, strong older brother, leaving me with the frail, mute younger one. Feeling sorry for him, I kept him close, seeking doctors for his silence and maintaining distance to respect his apparent OCD. I thought trauma had shaped him that way. But when our father's enemies kidnapped us, he abandoned me without hesitation, choosing to die shielding my sister. In his final moments, he spoke for the first time. "You finally see me." To me, he said, "In the next life, please don't choose me." I realized then that he was neither mute nor afflicted with OCD. His silence and aversion were directed solely at me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day we chose the bodyguards. This time, I'd grant his wish.

In the quiet, affluent suburb of Ashford Grove outside Minneapolis, power wears philanthropy like perfume. Emily Hart grew up believing her mother died in an accident tied to a wealthy family’s private gathering. Fifteen years later, armed with letters written before her mother’s death, Emily returns to Minnesota determined to uncover the truth behind the Richardson empire — a dynasty known for charity, influence, and untouchable prestige. What she finds is not just corruption, but ritual. Not just silence, but a system built on sacrifice. When she uncovers financial records linking her mother’s death to a secret covenant operating beneath the Richardson Foundation, Emily discovers something even more destabilizing: a hidden adoption, sealed for years, connecting her to Alexander Cole — a young financial analyst unknowingly raised inside the very structure that destroyed their mother. As alliances fracture and secrets rise to the surface, Emily must decide whether truth is worth the destruction it brings. In a city that survives through reputation and silence, what happens when the shadow is finally named?

Nicole Evans never asked to be followed. She never asked for eyes in the dark, for a man like Vane to orbit her life with silence and devotion sharp enough to wound. But obsession doesn’t ask permission. It waits. It watches. It becomes inevitable. What began with missing men and shadows on rooftops soon unraveled into something far more intimate—an assassin who couldn’t let go, and a woman who, piece by piece, stopped trying to make him. As friends vanished and her world narrowed, Nicole found herself drawn toward the very thing she feared most—not out of love, but recognition. In his violence, there was something terrifyingly tender. In his silence, something that listened more closely than anyone else ever had. Theirs is not a love story in any ordinary sense. It’s a descent—a long, slow collapse into dependency, into surrender. A story told in bruises and shared tea, in blood and in stillness. A quiet unraveling that doesn’t end in escape, but in a house by the sea, where memory lingers and echoes never fade. Some stories don’t ask to be understood. Only remembered.

Freya loved the wrong Alpha for eight years. She gave him her body, her loyalty, her soul—and in return, he kissed her with someone else's name. When she finally walked away, she believed she'd found peace—and love—in Silvano, the Alpha who saved her. But years later, on her birthday, silence greeted her again. “Bella,” she whispered to her daughter, “did you forget Mommy’s birthday?” “Not now, Mommy. I'm making a gift for Aunt Aurora. Daddy helped.” The name landed like a wound reopening. Freya once survived being ‘the other woman’. Now, fate flipped the roles—and the silence, late-night absences, and missed calls feel all too familiar. As betrayal knocks again, she must choose: bury herself in heartbreak once more—or rise, not for love, but for herself. When even your mate forgets your worth, how many times must you walk away before you stop coming back? This time—maybe for the last time—she won’t look back.

At twenty, she had one reckless night with the Beta who always looked at her like she was trouble. By morning, he was gone. He left more than silence behind. Two years later, she’s raising their daughter alone — strong, proud, and over him. Then he comes back. Not as Beta. As Alpha. And he wants what he didn’t stay for.

(REVISED) Misunderstanding and lack of communication had caused a huge gap between the two childhood sweethearts, Athena Stanford and Terrence Adams until they were shackled to marriage by their elders. She left loathing him in silence but after few years, she returned, determined to put up a fight and slap him with the truth. However, things didn't go according to her plan and everything turned upside down...

- MY FIRST BOOK - - A LOT OF GRAMMATICAL ERRORS- - AND THE STORY LINE MESSED UP - - SO YOU CAN READ MY SECOND BOOK WHICH IS AVAILABLE NOW - #ADVICE FROM THE AUTHOR Lila Emerson walks through the crowded corridors of Willow Creek High School in silence, a persistent target of criticism and mockery due to her inability to communicate properly. Among her tormentors is Caleb Matthews, the embodiment of popularity and arrogance, whose vicious remarks echo through the halls. However, fate intervenes when they are unhappily assigned to the same study group. Caleb's initial hatred for Lila's perceived vulnerability begins to fade as they are forced together. Despite his initial resistance, he begins to see past her silence, uncovering perseverance and inner power that defy his assumptions. Each meeting creates a tenuous bond between them, forcing Caleb to examine his own biases and beliefs. understanding that could change their lives forever. Caleb and Lila must decide whether to give in to the opinions of their peers or to accept the deeper understanding that brings them together.

I was born an omega in a pack that treated me like dirt. When the Moon Goddess tied me to Alpha Ryker, I thought things would change. They did—but not for the better. He used me in secret, rejected me in silence, and paraded another she-wolf as his Luna. I wasn’t his mate. I was his shame. So I ran. Bleeding. Barefoot. Done. I didn’t expect to survive the night, let alone end up in the court of King Maelor Draven—the cold, savage Lycan King known for killing without blinking. He should’ve finished me off. Instead, he gave me a choice: Marry him… or be sent back to die. It was never meant to be love. Just survival. But somewhere between the silence and the storms, between the way he looked at me and the way I stopped flinching—I found something more. Not safety. Not romance. Power. Now I stand by a king. Not as his toy. Not as his mate. But as a woman reborn. And when Ryker comes for me again… he’ll wish he killed me when he had the chance.