Silent Lover Manga Novels & Stories

Serafine's POV “I love you, Mate,” I heard Silas whisper in a husky deep tone into my ears as he held my arms and pinned me to the bed. I opened my eyes, the room was dim-lit, and the only source of light came from the moon shining down on us through the open window. I kept my eyes on Silas. The hungry look in his eyes as he glanced down at my naked body made me want to rip myself free from his grip and go for him.

He hadn’t just made a generic shield; he had composed a frequency tailored to her wild, wounded soul. A soft footfall made me look up. Silas settled on the grass beside me, not too close, his presence an oily stain on the night. “He doesn’t see it, does he?” he murmured, his gaze fixed on Kairi’s sleeping form. “The Lawgiver, for all his genius, is remarkably obtuse when it comes to the algebra of the heart.” I didn’t answer. I just watched the flames consume the air, wishing I could throw my own heart into them.

"Rhett is still a pup!" Lucien's voice held restrained fury. "As his guardian in name, you failed to teach him properly. I've already shown leniency by not holding you accountable. What right do you have to throw a tantrum?" Guardian? I let out a bitter, mocking laugh. Back then, Lucien had fallen in love with my sister—Sylvia Wilder of the Frostclaw Pack—at first sight. Even though the Elder Council and the Bloodline Assembly were staunchly opposed, he insisted on marking her as his mate.

In the damp, lightless hollow of the Maw, surrounded by the ash and flame of the dead, the Prince and the Sovereign collided. It wasn't a mating of intellect and elegance. It was a "Siren’s Lament" played on skin and bone. Silas took her with a lethal intensity, his movements a rhythm he’d honed over a thousand sleepless nights of dreaming of her. He claimed her with a dark, twisted possessiveness that made the breeding cycle Xander wanted look like a children’s game.

he said as he looked at her and she could still not believe she was mated to the Alpha of this big Silent Moon pack. “Derrick Wayne” she called out his name her bottom lip shivering as she closed her eyes and remembered those nights he could finally have his lips on her nips, how he bit on them so hard because according to him that was the payment for not being able to have his member inside of her.

He pulled back just enough to study me, his gaze a probing thing that seemed to pierce through my soul. "Do you feel it, Sabrina?" he whispered, his lips grazing my ear. "This is what surrender tastes like. It’s the fire and the fall, all at once." He kissed me again, harder this time, his teeth grazing my bottom lip before biting down just enough to draw a gasp from me. I wasn’t sure if the sound escaped because of the brief sting of pain or the shocking, forbidden thrill that followed it. He swallowed the sound like it belonged to him, like I belonged to him.

he raised his brows in question. "Yes. So I can kill you!" Ryan chuckled at her words. He brought his face closer to hers, and whispered to her ears. "Now tell me darling. Do you want a release?" He muttered to her ears softly. "Common tell me," He let go of her hands slowly, putting deep his own hands into the water. He grabbed her from behind and a moan released from her mouth "Nice sounds," he smirked playfully and the girl almost scoffed at him. "Tell me," he said to her ears again.

I panted. A dark, rumbling chuckle vibrated up through my core where I pressed against him. "You did, Little Phoenix." His hands slid up my thighs, thumbs digging into the soft inner flesh, spreading me wider over him. "But tell me... why is your pussy dripping all over me if you've already won?" He hooked two fingers under the blindfold and dragged it slowly down my face. Light returned, hazy at first. Then sharp. Silas stared up at me, silver eyes molten with naked hunger. Not a teacher. Not a handler. A man who intended to ruin me in the best possible way.

I’m not enjoying the game any more than I am the continued advances of the skinny, minky blonde I’d opened myself back up to. No matter how many times I lean out of her touch, Maka finds another way to keep us close. Currently, my ‘date’ is sitting on the back of the sofa with her knees by my shoulders, while she rubs my back. “You are so, tense,” her face falls on my neck with a little drool or possibly, her licking me as she says this. Sokin is the only other one aside from myself, Aya, Taki, Sugar and Iken that are still going two arcs in. Every one else is passed out somewhere between the two levels.

Only then did he finally show mercy. He sealed his mouth over her clit and sucked hard while three fingers slammed into her G-spot. His other hand pinched both oversensitive nipples at once. The wet sounds of his mouth and fingers were obscene in the quiet night. The Shibari creaked as her body seized against it. The scent of sex and steam and hinoki was everywhere, filling her lungs with every ragged breath. Mia exploded with a raw, shattered scream that tore from her throat and echoed across the valley like a wild thing.