Silent Lover Manga Novels & Stories

His vision is red with vengeance and he jumps to kill her. “Stiva.” A strong scent of jasmine and apples hit him. Stiva freezes midway and stares at the woman. The silhouette of a woman with silvery hair and amber eyes appears in front of him. She is smiling widely at him, reaching out her hand to touch him. “Gaia,” he whispers. He simply stares at her, not seeing anything else but his mate whom he has not met for many centuries. “You have suffered a lot, my love,” she whispers. “I can feel your pain. I know you are in grief and cannot control yourself anymore.”

"No more getting it wrong I'll be frozen here on If forever we'll see But no more guessing for me Oh, I was just so sure of everything Ooh, that's what you get for dreaming aloud Oh, the day that words are clearer to me" The scene shows Hikaru entering Kaen's room, pulling the covers, and laying down next to Kaen. He spoons Kaen from behind and kisses his cheek before finally falling asleep. ( Song: Mind Mischief by Tame Impala) __________________________________________

he whined as he ran his hands across his body in an attempt to mock Nala. Nala gasped and ran towards him, but he didn't try to run away. "I've never said any of those things to you!" She exclaimed, raining soft slaps at him as he went down to the ground, laughing. "Okay okay" he screamed amidst the slaps coming at him, "Just wait." He held her two hands, as she had no intention of stopping. The smile on her face was still there, plastered and appealing to him, the sun was out in its full form, and she laying over him felt like an umbrella shading him, but it also gave him the chance to notice how beautiful her eyes were. Dark but yet it drew him closer, wanting to run his hands across her c

The fate of Valtor depended on it. The next morning, I woke up with a restless feeling, like something was about to happen, but I didn’t know what. It was an itch I couldn’t scratch, a tension that wouldn’t go away. I tried to shake it off, but it clung to me, making me uneasy. Needing to clear my mind, I decided to take Luka out for a ride. Luka, my spirit animal, was a massive black lion, bigger than any human bear. His presence was always a comfort, especially when my thoughts were as tangled as they were today. We headed into the Earth Kingdom’s mystical forest, hoping the familiar paths and quiet might bring me some peace.

She lowered her gaze, and he continued, "I am sorry... I know I shouldn't have done this, but you were crying nonstop for a long time, and I couldn't resist.” The night was dark as pit hole with a chilling air blowing out. And in this complete stillness even the air could be detected with its ringing sound, as if getting hovered by the darkness of night the air turned out to be an nightingale. Ahil and Hiya were standing in each other's warmth, as if two lost souls looking for their destination finally met. When the radiating heat between them finally clicked and with a sudden awkwardness they seperate.

I close my eyes. And the answer rises gently from within, like a tide returning to shore. “Rest,” I murmur. “Lucian doesn’t rest. He sleeps like someone always waiting for a blade to fall. He tosses. He mutters. He wakes drenched in sweat. Once… he kissed me in his sleep. He didn’t even remember it in the morning. It wasn’t really him... just a part of him reaching for something soft. Something safe.” There’s a sudden sound behind the curtain... an awkward rustle, like two shadows clashing, followed by a loud thud that echoes through the sanctuary.

' with a messy doodle of a wolf winking. Johanis’s fingers traced lightly over my hair as I stirred. “Easy there,” he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. And with that simple display of affection, voice and eyes slightly deeper than normal, I realized it was Sora. “You looked so peaceful, I couldn’t bear to move you. Plus, you were practically drooling on my sheets.” He teased softly, but his eyes were warm with affection.

Tiana Greene arrives on Lycan Isle with nothing but a suitcase, a scarred past, and a desperate need for work. When she is hired as a maid in the sprawling cliff-side mansion of Ross Lycan – the island’s reclusive billionaire – she expects long hours, strict rules, and silence. What she does not expect is the man himself: cold as the steel in his voice, brutally private, and carrying a shadow in his gaze that keeps everyone at arm’s length. Rumours whisper through the island of former staff fleeing in fear, of Ross’s cruelty, and of the mysteriously vanished brother whose memory haunts the mansion halls. Tiana tries to keep her distance, but every forbidden glance and accidental touch tight

But the night before everything, the eve of the storm, demanded more—a claiming, to seal what we'd woven. He stirred beneath my touch as I traced a slow line down his spine with one scarred finger. Lirian’s hazel eyes fluttered open, sleepy and warm, a soft smile curving his swollen lips.“Couldn’t sleep?” he murmured, voice husky and low. His fingers reached up, curling gently around the base of one of my horns. The contact sent a hot spike of pleasure straight through me.“Not with you here,” I growled, voice rough with need. I pulled him closer, my much larger frame engulfing his body perfectly.

When his fingers reached the edge of my panties, I let out a soft moan. "Is this what you want, Amore?" Silas asked. He slid two fingers inside me. I gasped, my head tossing back. He was so warm, and I was so ready for him. He started to move his fingers in and out, finding a rhythm that made my toes curl. His thumb found my clit and started to rub in small, slow circles. "Oh, Silas," I moaned, my hands gripping the silk sheets. "That’s it," he whispered, his voice smooth and dark. "I want to hear your sweet voice. Tell me how good it feels. Tell me you aren't thinking about the road anymore."