Silence Pdf Shusaku Endo

"Father, I accept the marriage alliance with the Blackwood Pack." Silence stretched on his end of the link before he finally replied, "Caterina, are you certain?" "I am." I didn't tell him the real reason. Last night, a heart-shattering agony ripped through our Mate Bond, through that damned bond, I saw everything— My mate, Alpha Rocco, was in the cabin on his private hunting grounds, pinning his childhood sweetheart, Scarlett, against the wall and kissing her with a desperate frenzy. I confronted Scarlett directly at the pack meeting, a flicker of triumph flashed in her eyes before she feigned innocence. "Caterina, I have no idea what you're talking about." Just then, Rocco's voice boomed through the open mind-link, echoing in the minds of everyone present. "Caterina, as the Luna of the pack, you shouldn’t cause a scene like this. Scarlett is just a friend. " In that moment, my heart died completely. He was my Alpha, my husband—the man I had spent years helping rise to power. I severed my mind-link with Rocco. The pain of the forced disconnection was so intense I could barely stand, but I straightened my spine and sent my reply. "I'll be home in two weeks." Go home and marry the most powerful Alpha in North America. They say he is cold and ruthless, unmoved by any she-wolf. Perfect. I don't need love. I just need an Alpha strong enough to help me secure the Silver Moon Pack. And as for Rocco? The Moon Goddess gave us a destiny, and he shattered it with his own hands. Now, I will seize my own.

“Marco?" she called, her voice barely above a whisper. Marco remained silent, he only arched his brow, his expression unreadable. Slowly, everything began to sink in. "Why?" Her voice trembled as she finally broke the silence that had settled between them. "Why didn't you speak up when you knew the truth, Marco? You could have saved me." Marco scoffed. "What did you expect me to do?" "DEFEND ME? PROTECT ME!" She yelled. "That's what you do for someone you love." Marco’s jaw tightened, and he leaned against the cold, steel bars of the cell. His icy blue eyes bore into hers, but there was no warmth, no love, only a distant glimmer of irritation. "Ivy," he began, his voice low and filled with everything but love, "I can't tell if you're just naive or plain daft." "You know I couldn't back you up in front of everyone. I couldn't risk them finding out that I'm mated to an Omega." ~~~~~ Ivy thought she had hit rock when she was falsely accused, added to her mate’s betrayal and then auctioned according to tradition for all female criminals. But when a handsome and mysterious Alpha walked in at the dying moment, wanting her for himself, she must decide whether to leave with him as his personal slave or remain in the pack to go through the last phase of her punishment; which could end up being her last day on earth.

The company had just taken off when a project my wife, Lenora Peterson, was in charge of ran into trouble. To ease her mind during her pregnancy, I went overseas in her stead, spending ten perilous years abroad before finally returning home, barely alive. Instead of the joyful reunion I had imagined, she greeted me with cold detachment and thinly veiled disgust. "Why are you back?" Lenora asked. "Today is Nathan’s housewarming party," she added. "Let’s head there first—we’ll talk later." We rode in silence the entire way. When we arrived, a ten-year-old girl came dashing over and clung to Lenora affectionately. “Mommy, why did you take so long? Daddy’s been waiting for you forever!” Daddy? My eyes burned with rage—until I saw my old friend Nathan Grant stepping out to greet us with a smile. "Lily, come to Daddy. Mommy’s tired—don’t bother her now." When I met Lenora’s eyes, the guilt I saw there told me everything I needed to know. I turned away and texted my assistant, Morgan Williamson, to begin acquiring the company that, by right, had always belonged to me. He soon reported back. "Mr. Brooke, the acquisition process will be completed in three days."

Le jour de la cérémonie de marquage, j'attendais des fleurs et l'engagement, mais c'était la terrible nouvelle qui est arrivée : Liam, mon compagnon, avait disparu dans une tempête de neige, son corps jamais retrouvé. Je perdais mon amour, et le louveteau dans mon ventre perdait son père. Le chagrin a failli m'emporter, mais tous me répétaient : « Aurora, prends sur toi... Fais-le au moins pour ton enfant. » Le jour des funérailles, Jasper, le frère jumeau de Liam, est revenu des frontières avec sa compagne. Chaque fois que je voyais son visage, si semblable à celui de Liam, mon cœur se tordait de douleur. Jusqu'à cette nuit où j'ai entendu par hasard ma belle-mère Monique parler à Jasper : « Liam, tu dois continuer ainsi. Jasper est mort pour te sauver. Ta belle-sœur traverse une période difficile. Attends qu'elle accouche et trouve du réconfort, puis tu officialiseras ton union avec Aurora. » Un silence, puis la voix masculine a répondu : « Mais Aurora... Elle porte mon enfant. » Monique a soupiré : « Aurora est forte et compréhensive. Elle nous comprendra. » Liam, résigné, a murmuré : « D'accord... Je ferai comme tu dis. » C'était alors que j'ai compris : Liam n'était jamais mort. Ce « Jasper » devant moi... c'était LUI ! Le cœur en miettes, j'ai appelé mon frère Brice, dans une meute du Sud : « Brice, je veux rentrer. Liam est mort... Je n'ai plus rien à faire ici. »

When I'm at the hospital for a prenatal checkup, I find out that the husband of the woman sitting beside me is Rupert Hensley, a renowned businessman. It's such a coincidence. Rupert is my husband, too. As we chat, I learn that her husband isn't with her because he's out of town for a meeting. This is even more coincidental—my husband is also out of town for a meeting. After a long silence, I decide to get an abortion instead of going for my prenatal checkup. It's only when I later ask for a divorce that I remember he and I never registered our marriage in the first place.

"Im going to kiss the next person that strolls through those dorrs." ....................... It was only meant to proove a point. A tactic to show her friends that she was not so uptight. But Jacquiline should have known; she should have expected dire consequences that came with kissing the incredible hot handsome stranger that walked into the caffe that morning.   The kiss created such an uproar on the internet that she was now being paraded as the billionaire's mystery girlfriend, the first woman Enzo Harnandez had publicly shown off.  Forced into a contract marriage in a bid to silence the media, Jacquline plans flee as soon as she acquires enough money for a fresh start and her fathers mdical bills.  What Jacqueline doesn't expect however are the feelings that begin to stir up in the process of this fake marriage. What happens when she learns that the devilishly handsome Enzo Hernandez is smarter and even more shrewd than she made him out to be.  .............. "Oh princess, I'm a tad disappointed that you thought you could fool me," I heard him say coldly as he cornered me. "I've known all about your plans from the beginning. Now… strip and touch the bed frame. I'm going to fuck some sense into you." 

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. ----------------------- "Now, let's discuss your shorts." A big hand slips under the blanket and glides down my knees to my innermost thighs, a finger finding my pussy, and sinking in. "You are a naughty, naughty girl. Did you wear this to torture me? Answer me." "Yes," I manage after two gulped breaths. "I wore it for you." With no panties. Everything bare. "You want me that bad, Theresa? You want me worked up, right? Feral, agitated, hopelessly turned on, huh?" My lips part as he shifts the stethoscope, listening to my heart pound as I answer. "Y-yes." "Say it. I want to hear every word." "I wore shorts to turn you on, Dr Storm. Every time." Excitement flourishes in my stomach, and I ride it like a tidal wave. "I wore it so you could..." He waits, bristling with impatience as I trail off. A muscle leaps in his jaw, and his whole sculpted body is tense beneath me. "So I could what, Theresa? So I could what?" The silence is so loud, the tension so thick, his eyes so intense, so needy to hear the words, I feel my toes curl. "So, you could put your hand up there, Dr Storm. So, you could touch me."

I was auctioned like an object. Sold to the highest bidder. I thought the worst was behind me—until I met them. The infamous Alpha twins, Zarek and Zade. One was cold and ruthless. The other watched in silence, but his dark eyes burned just the same. “A human? This is going to be interesting.” Zarek’s mocking laugh rang out in the open space. “She’s not fit to be our mate.” Zade’s voice was calmer, but no less cruel. They didn’t want me, yet they refused to let me go. Trapped in their world, I became nothing more than their possession. Their personal maid. Their plaything. But I wasn’t weak. I had spent my entire life surviving, and I wouldn’t stop now. I would escape. Even if the price was my heart. But the deeper I fell into their dangerous world, the more secrets unraveled. The twin alphas weren’t just drawn to me by chance. There was something buried in our past—something that made them obsessed with keeping me. And when the truth finally comes to light… I may wish I had never been sold at all.

Come here, King's heavy voice echoed, and she jumped. Fear was evident on her face. "I have to go home" Her pleading voice echoed in the room. She was ignoring King's words. How was it possible? He got up from his seat and came in front of her. "Where to go?" He leaned towards her and asked. Seeing his eyes changing color, she took a step back but the next moment her hair was in King's grip. A painful scream came out of her mouth. "Please leave me alone. What did I do to you?" She was crying badly. King was enjoying her condition. She was badly hurt in his grip. "Leave me alone." She was tormented. "If you obey me, l'll get you out of here soon," he said, leaning close to her face. Name of King Elam in Vampire Word, People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him.

“It was him!” My father yelled out with blood filling his mouth, which he spat on the ground as he stared at my mate with contempt. “It’s him and people like him that are responsible for your mother’s death!” I looked up at August, expecting him to defend himself and deny it, but he was staring back at my father with the same look of hatred—if not worse—that my father looked at him with. Like he would kill him as well. “Is this true?” I asked, causing August to break eye contact with my father and look at me. “Did you…kill my mother?” There was tense silence as he stared at me without another word. And that was all I needed to know. My mate had killed my mother, and he would not hesitate to kill my father too. ~ Azalea never believed in the theory that a man could turn into a beast and back into a man. Her father, a werewolf bounty hunter, thinks otherwise. Things change for Azalea when she finds herself lost in the middle of the woods and is chased down by a man with immense speed. When she is trapped with the man towering over her, she soon realizes that this man is anything but a man. And he claims to be her mate. When Azalea is thrust into the supernatural world that she didn’t believe existed and finds herself as the Luna of werewolves, can she hide the existence of her new subjects from her father? And when the secrets about her mother’s death get entangled with the werewolves, where will her loyalties lie?