Silent Lovers Novels & Stories

At the porch where their son sat, a perfect, silent prince. She understood. The red thread wasn’t just a beacon to find this place. It was a wire. And their love this dark, desperate, magnificent thing was the current. “He wants to study our love?” Elena whispered, a slow, dangerous smile touching her lips. She rolled on top of Lucas, her hair a curtain around their faces. She kissed him, slow and deep this time, a promise. “Then let’s give him a lesson he’ll never forget.” Outside, in the growing dark, Silas Vance sat on his porch, a cup of tea cooling beside him. He watched the glass cube. He saw the shadows move. He saw the defiance.

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.”

they were lovers. A breeze swept across them, the chill of the ocean air brushing against their skin. Silvio pointed the gun at Carlo's head, his voice cutting through the quiet. "| know you can hear me, Lorenzo" Silvio called out, his tone low and dangerous "If you don't want me to blow your lover's brains out, you better show yourself by the count of ten” He began to count, his voice steady and slow "One... two... three... four.." He paused, letting the tension build, before continuing. "Five... six...seven... eight... nine..

Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift The sun peeked through the curtains, birds chirped and sang outside. It was the next morning. The two lovers laid side by side under the silk black covers, cuddling each other. Lorenzo's arm was wrapped around Bonnie's waist, holding tight as ever, as if he would lose her. His back had red marks from Bonnie's nails that dug into his skin last night when he was making love to her. His ocean blue eyes gazed at her as she slept on her stomach, her face flat on the silk black pillow, drool coming out her mouth. Lorenzo found it cute.

The only sound in the room their breathing. “The dream appears to be romantic but I can feel the darkness just lurking behind the wall in my mind. I want to look beyond the wall, but I am afraid.” “Leave the wall alone for now. Tell me the rest.” “He appeared to be gone.” Her body stay coiled, but her hands reached out to her lover. Her fingers closed; her arms stayed empty. Sylvia sees the twisting of her eyes. She seems troubled by what is to come next. “I start to wonder one touch…one whisper…one kiss. I am his for eternity. I know that for certain.”

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 need you to trust me, little one. This is important.” I hesitated, feeling uneasy about what might happen next. But with Merilla nudging me on and a hundred questions swirling in my mind, I nodded and let him blindfold me. The moment the cloth covered my eyes, my senses heightened. I could feel every breath I took, every slight shift in the air. My heart pounded in my chest as the room went silent. “ We’re going to prove if you’re really my mate,” Kaden said, his voice calm yet commanding. “ I need you to touch each man’s hand and see if you feel anything.”

“Don’t get too cocky, Lucas. You didn’t even make the food. Besides, every woman loves steak. And yes, I said I wasn’t hungry, but now I am, and my stomach is full.” The evening drifted into quiet, and I found myself lying beside Lucas in his bed. He pulled me close, wrapping me in his warmth, and I fell asleep to the sound of his soft breathing. The room was eerily still, the only sound the steady rhythm of our heartbeats as we lay together.

17 VIKTOR The silence between us was thick with something unspoken. Sabrina sat across from me, her eyes avoiding mine, her fingers twisted in the hem of her shirt. She hadn’t spoken much since the mission, and that was fine. I didn’t need her words, not yet. She was mine, even when she wasn’t fully aware of it. I leaned back in my chair, watching her. The weight of the world seemed to press on her delicate frame. She was unraveling, slowly but surely. Good. That was exactly how I wanted her.

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.