Silence Pdf Shusaku Endo

After being forced to marry a man she didn’t know to save her father’s business, Cassandra thought her life would change. But it didn’t. The marriage was married on paper that meaning nothing. After she married, she was still allowed to continue living as she wished. A year after her marriage, Cassie applied for a job at a big company that brought many changes to her life. That was when she discovered that her boss was a cold-blooded mafia who killed with his bare hands—the worst man she had ever met. Their first encounter happened when she accidentally walked into her boss’s room and caught him having sex with a woman. And to her shock, her boss turned out to be her husband—the man who hadn’t shown up on their wedding day. *** “Cassandra Ainsley Floyd?” Chris repeated the name, then looked up to see the woman standing in front of his desk. “Yes, Sir." “Are you married?” The question slipped freely from his lips as he waited for an answer. “No, Sir. I’m not married.” Her answer broke the silence between them. “Alright, you’re hired, Miss Floyd. Starting tomorrow, you’ll work as my secretary. Come in tomorrow morning, and my personal assistant will show you what you need to do.” As soon as Cassandra walked out of his office, Chris called his trusted person impatiently. “Yes, Christ?” “Do you still have my wife’s information? I’ve forgotten her name, but as long I remember, her last name is Floyd, isn’t she? I think she just applied for a job at my company without knowing I’m her husband. Interestingly, it seems she has a special relationship with my cousin.”

On the day of the company's annual gala, my CEO husband suddenly assigned me an unexpected business trip. The plane had barely touched down when I received a call from his young assistant. Before I could utter a word, her voice came through, "Matty, did you send Daphne on that business trip just so we could spend more time together?" And then, as if to hammer the nail deeper into my heart, I heard his unmistakable tone—light, indulgent, full of affection, "What do you think, silly girl?" Her laughter rang out before she teased, "Then tonight, let's try something new. I promise you'll be satisfied..." The call ended amidst a swirl of suggestive murmurs. Staring at my phone, I waged a silent war with the pain gripping my chest. Again and again, I dialed his number, each attempt met with either silence or the cruel finality of his phone being switched off. Finally, I let out a bitter laugh, tucking the phone away as if to bury the wound it carried. From that moment on, I resolved—no more questions, no more efforts to understand this man who had once been my whole world. But fate has its own irony. Later, it was he who came back, pleading, begging me to love him again.

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.

In the coastal quiet of Baler, a studio is born—not of architecture, but of intention.* Founded by Yam, a poet whose words cradle pain gently, and Franc, an artist who paints tenderness into walls, the studio becomes a refuge for those learning to stay—with grief, love, longing, and themselves. As visitors arrive, they leave behind more than footprints: a sigh recorded in bamboo, a poem tucked into the “Found Letters” shelf, a mural painted in crooked lines. Through zines, tea, silence, and sketchbooks, the studio teaches softness as revolution. Ren creates the *Window of Soft Returns*, an installation of anonymous voice recordings—each whisper forming a community of echoes. Drew builds the *Staircase With No Wrong Turns*, inviting people to walk through emotions without shame. Franc offers brushstrokes as brave work, and Yam curates writing circles that map healing in half sentences. Together, they host festivals that feel like hugs, and they begin traveling their archive, letting softness cross oceans. Even those who once left—like Miguel—return, discovering that some doors never truly close. Others, like Tala, capture the studio’s sound and turn it into a podcast of breath and becoming. Over seventy chapters, the studio transforms into something larger than itself: a mural of memory, a sanctuary for second chances, a place where return is sacred and voice is proof of survival. In the final bloom, the studio stands not as a monument—but as a reminder: > *“Staying isn’t easy. > But chosen together, > it becomes home.”*

Naomi Catherine devoted ten years of her life to Liam Claude, sacrificing her dreams, dignity, and heart to build his fame—only to be cast aside like she was nothing. Betrayed, humiliated, and left with nowhere to turn, she believed she had reached the lowest point of her life. Until her stepfather sold her to Lucius Ravenwood. A ruthless and enigmatic CEO, Lucius had no interest in love—only in securing a wife to silence his family’s relentless demands. Catherine needed an escape, a way to reclaim the life that had been stolen from her. The arrangement was simple: one year, no emotions, no complications. But from the moment their worlds collided, the boundaries blurred. Beneath Lucius’s icy exterior lay secrets as dark as her own, and Catherine soon realized that escaping her past wouldn’t be as easy as signing a contract. When old betrayals resurface and past lovers return with dangerous intentions, Catherine and Lucius find themselves trapped in a battle far more treacherous than they had ever anticipated. What began as a cold transaction turns into a struggle for control, survival, and something neither of them expected—longing. Because love was never part of the deal. But now? It might be their only chance at salvation. A high-stakes romance brimming with passion, power, and deception—where the line between love and obsession is razor-thin, and surrendering to the wrong desire could mean losing everything.

I loved Killian Joe for ten years. I married him when he was nothing—fought for him, covered his mistakes, and built his empire beside him. But he repaid me with betrayal: a mistress, a child, and silence when I begged him to choose me. Now he wants me to stay. But I didn’t walk away to be begged. I walked away to win. I’m not the girl who cried behind closed doors anymore. I’m the woman who owns the building. And the man I once loved? He’ll have to watch me become the thing he fears most— Untouchable.

Alina was born a princess but lived as a shadow—powerless, overlooked, and too afraid to challenge the brutal world she was born into. In a kingdom where Weres reigned and Lycans were enslaved, she convinced herself that silence was survival. But when the Lycans rose in rebellion, her family was slaughtered, and she died with regret clawing at her heart. Then, she wakes up—twelve years old, on the day she was first assigned a Lycan slave. Armed with the memories of a future drenched in blood, Alina refuses to be the same passive princess. She will change fate, starting with Casimir—the fierce Lycan warrior destined to lead the rebellion… and the very man who killed her. But altering the course of history is not so simple. As she fights to reshape destiny, she finds herself drawn to Casimir in ways she never expected. Can she truly change the future, or will her choices lead to a fate even darker than before?

Sienna's life is a shadow of what it once was, trapped in a violent marriage that slowly consumes her. Her days are filled with fear and heartbreak, and she’s lost all hope of escape—until Zane reappears. After four years of silence, her best friend, the one person she thought she could trust, returns. But Sienna is far from welcoming. The pain of his abandonment lingers, and forgiveness seems impossible. Zane, however, isn’t going anywhere this time. His return stirs something in Sienna, something she can’t ignore. The more she pushes him away, the more she finds herself craving his presence. Their deep-rooted friendship, built on years of shared history, begins to shift in unexpected ways. But Zane isn’t the same man who left all those years ago. He has secrets—secrets that could unravel everything. As Sienna struggles with finding herself and her growing feelings for the man who once meant everything to her, she must decide whether to confront the painful truths of her past or risk losing herself in a new love that might be just as dangerous as the one she’s trying to escape.

The Moon Goddess made a mistake. At least, that’s what Lycan king Asher tells himself the moment he lays eyes on her—his mate. Dirty. Chained. Barely a wolf. A girl with haunted green eyes and a silence that screams louder than any cry. He's king of the moon realm, part Lycan, part vampire, forged from power and fury. She? She’s a broken, powerless, damaged, anomaly with a scent that tempts his darkness and a bloodline that shouldn’t exist. To him, she’s not a blessing. She’s a threat. A flaw. A test he never asked for. But fate doesn’t care. Dragged into his world of cruel politics, ancient wars, and monsters dressed as royals, she’s meant to stand beside him as Queen. Yet all she can do is survive—and somehow, still defy him with every breath. His Lycan wants to protect her. His vampire wants to devour her. He wants to reject her. And somewhere between blood and betrayal, hate and heat, they start to burn. This isn't a love story. This is a war between fated souls that tries to resist the pull—where dominance tangles with desire, and salvation might just come in the form of a girl who was never meant to survive.

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.