Silent Lover 2 Novels & Stories

But with each passing day, these whispers became louder, more persistent, making it harder for her to ignore them. Jane's silent love for Mike was a ticking time bomb, a storm brewing beneath the calm surface. Each laugh, each conversation, and each shared moment added to the intensity of her feelings, pushing her closer to the edge. As she stood on the brink of this emotional turmoil, Jane was about to embark on an extraordinary journey - a journey of love, of unspoken confessions, and of silent whispers of longing. Her story was just beginning. This was her story - the story of a girl who loved her best friend in silence, the story of silent whispers of love.

she whispered. “I don’t either,” Henry replied, voice cracking. They stood facing each other, two broken hearts bound by the same ghost. Outside, the last ray of sunlight faded, leaving the room in twilight. And in that twilight, a new silence settled between them, one heavier, deeper, and more intimate than ever before. The silence between two hearts. Elena suddenly remember how she dead!

And they had not returned. I would probably die tomorrow, and I had one night with the man I loved. Ronan took my hands in his, and kissed my fingertips. “We can just rest,” he told me, voice hoarse. “That’s not what you want,” I said confidently. I could smell his desire. I was still half were-wolf. I wondered if his vampire senses let him smell mine. “No,” Ronan admitted. I smiled up at him. “It’s not what I want, either.”

Pai smiled back softly, “What were you thinking in your sleep, huh?” Siri whispered, “I thought this was a dream…” “Huh?” “Me being in your bed..” Pai swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat. The love that reflected in Siri’s eyes was enough to make his own eyes glisten. The lovers just stared into each-others’ eyes with a longing that seemed unparalleled. As the two hearts beat in tandem and eyes shone with silent tears, the only witness to this magical moment was the dark velvet sky of the silent night.

I swirled it around the swollen head, tasting the salty precum, letting my lips brush and tease him with every movement. “Fuck, Lilith…what are you doing to me?” Silas hissed, deep and rough, like he truly needed an answer, as I licked, teased, and circled him, chest heaving, hips jerking. His eyes flickered to the ceiling, filled with both lust and confusion. Time seemed to stretch, the tension thickening the room, and without hesitation, I pulled back slightly and smiled at him, eyes locked on his. I whispered, breathless, “Loving you, Alpha Silas.”

Occasionally, she’d pepper the silky skin with light kisses to drive her squirming girlfriend deeper into insanity. “But it t-tickles....!” Whitney finally squealed, squeezing her eyes shut when Hollis found and concentrated on a particularly sensitive area just below her left ear lobe. The helpless situation added to that pleasant throbbing between her quaking legs. Hollis gave her a brief respite, glancing downward as she allowed three fingers to brush against Whitney’s horny mound. “Baaaabbbbyyyy...” The dark haired woman’s eyes rolled backward as she bit down on her lip to suppress further cries of necessity.

Baby Sebastian was happily asleep. “We’ll just be very quiet,” Colton said with a smirk. And with that, he leaned back down and claimed her lips with his. His kiss was so sweet and gentle, yet full of passion and fervor. Sierra let out a sigh and melted into his arms. Colton put his body weight on top of her and their bodies were lowered to the ground. Sierra lay flat on the floor and Colton hovered on top of her. Without breaking off the kiss, their hands roamed each other’s bodies and their clothes started coming off.

"But after you, I insist. You know how I love to watch you get your lovely pussy eaten by another woman." "You're such a gentleman!" Sylvia said. "I love you!" Sylvia then withdrew her soaked fingers from Holly's pussy, and slid them up her ass-crack. She pressed her slick fingers against Holly's constricted little rosebud, and rubbed them around. She forced the tight pucker to expand slightly, but she didn't force her fingers inside. Holly's ass clenched momentarily, but then relaxed, accepting the inevitable. But Sylvia gave one more little tickle, and withdrew her hand. With a light slap on one of the still pink hand prints, she said, "Maybe later."

Closing my eyes, I slide my fingers through his silken hair as his hand travels up my bare thigh, getting closer to my wet center. My heart palpitates, and my breath hitches as his fingers trace the lace hem of my panties. Biting my lips, I tighten my fingers around his hair as my anticipation builds. “Bree.” He breaths against my chest as his tongue circles and swirls around my hard nipple. “Bree…” he calls out again. To my frustration, he removes his hand and raises his head from my chest. Crying out with dismay, I open my eyes to reprimand my lover but am met with darkness. I can sense his breathing, but I can’t see him.

He stood beside the old wall with his huge size eleven boot on the greasy wall behind him, with his eyes on the young brunette-haired tattooed woman before him. She looked young, younger than me. I was sure she was about fifteen years old, not even with her hair tied into a messy bun, black heels on and heavy make up on could fool me from her age. He pulled out his cigarette from his mouth and headed it to the beautiful girl before him. She flashed a flattery smile before taking the cigarette from his huge hands. “Siren" the tiny voice interrupted me. I quickly pulled the half open curtain closed and turned to face the little creature behind me. “Kalo is awake.”