Silent Solitude

Two decades earlier, the realms of the Four Courts waged war against the covens of witches. Neither side would yield, though both were bleeding themselves dry in a war that spanned five brutal years. The Courts relied on their noble bloodlines, the witches on their wild and ancient spells. Each skirmish ended in ash, with neither enemy capable of breaking the other. Then a sorcerer from the Courts revealed a weapon: an octagonal crystal forged from eight different stones, each carved from the essence of a court. On the battlefield, before witches or nobles could comprehend what was happening, the crystal ignited. A blinding eruption of light burst forth, eight rays fusing into one unbearable brilliance. It was not merely sight that was torn away in that flash — but power, essence, and soul. Both Courts and witches alike fell, drained of the magic that had defined them. When the light faded, the battlefield lay silent under a sky of glittering dust. The enchantments were gone. The witches’ spellcraft, the courts’ line-born sorcery — extinguished forever. Neither side had won. Both had lost. And magic never returned.

Via suffers from the disease of a visual hallucination; unable to distinguish the difference between the reality and hallucination whenever she was on its period. On the positive side, she was able to perform artistic talent on the stage and created a number of masterpieces based on what she sees in her hallucination period. Struggling with her disease, she became an ambitious painter since her childhood, has developed an extreme obsession with her talent in creating lifelike paintings as her only source of recovery. She had won numerous art competitions in various places enough to land her on a list of respected artists in her country of origin and popularity among her peers. However, this was not supported by her parents who lacked the proper knowledge in mental illness. She had been socially isolated for the twenty years of her life, as commanded by her helicopter parents. Determined to escape from the forced solitude and to treat her disease, she joined a prestigious art competition to achieve financial and emotional independence.

My husband's beloved lover suffered from menstruation complications. A traveling doctor claimed that a fresh placenta was needed to cure her. His gaze fixated on my seven-months-pregnant baby bump. And thus, I was pinned down on the bed as they ripped the placenta from my body. My son was carelessly tossed aside. He didn't even get the chance to cry before his tiny body fell silent forever. My husband pinched his nose in disgust, frowning as he looked at me—bleeding out, feebly reaching for my child. “It’s just a premature baby. He'll be fine after a few days of care. Why are you making such a fuss? Sandra is waiting for her medicine." He left and locked the door behind him without looking back. He claimed it was a lesson I needed to learn. By the time he finally remembered us, my son and I had long since bled dry, our bodies cold and stiff.

By our sixth year of marriage, Derrick hadn't touched me in three months. Said he was swamped at work. Always tired. After everything, I still believed him. Then on my birthday, I caught his friend talking in Garmenian—a language Derrick didn't think I understood. "You cut off the side piece yet? You were with her nonstop. Surprised you didn't drop dead. Your wife cool with that?" Derrick let out a smoke ring. "Haven't touched Audrey in months. Sabrina's insane in bed—I'm not over her yet. Sucks she got pregnant. Audrey doesn't want kids, so I gave Sabrina some cash. She'll have the baby overseas." My hands curled into fists. Silent tears streamed down my face. He glanced over, nervous. "What's wrong?" I smiled. "The cake you made is amazing. I'm really touched." It was sweet—but when you understand Garmenian, all you taste is betrayal.

“Yes, I am Dom. Your dom.” Did he say that last part or I imagined it? Letting out a shaky breath, I slid away from his lap. The front of my panties, scraped against his lap slowly as I slid from him and his light grey eyes darkened. I had no idea my pussy was so drenched that it left a mark on his pants. Jesus! Who is this man and what has he done to me? Soon I was seated beside him, his thighs pressing close to mine as we both drank. Electricity kept shooting tingles up my legs and I felt light-headed. He was silent and I suddenly felt nervous like I needed to speak to this deliciously fair man that sat brooding. Clearing my throat, I tapped his leg—unconsciously on the spot my pussy left—and he looked up, smirking at me. My mouth went dry immediately. “Is there something you want?” he asked. “Uh…No, I mean yes. Is this normal for you?” His handsome features morphed into a frown, “Having a girl leave a wet spot on my pants or taking wine in a bar?” I just discovered that my poor, useless, and filthy father who died a month ago left me a luxurious Cabin in Bakersfield. HOW!? Wish I insisted on that question. I shouldn’t have taken the plunge and moved into that house, but I am a broke, poor virgin and will soon be homeless, so I did. It might as well be the worst or best decision I have ever made because, in 12 hours, my life changed. COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER ON THE BOOK COVER!!!! contact the author for it to be removed if there is an issue

Atzi lived a pretty peaceful life and loved it very much, but there was something that troubled Atzi constantly. Atzi only felt something that was like a hole inside her. Many nights, she had a mysterious dream of a tall and handsome man being at her side but his face was unknown to her. She soon was convinced to go traveling once again to find her missing piece. Motus was a well known Alpha of the Silent Moon Clan. Motus grew up with his siblings. Being the youngest Motus got more attention. His brothers devised a plan to ruin any chance of Motus becoming an Alpha. They were forced to challenge Motus on the Announcement Day; and ended up in a sibling division, an unfair curse, and hatred spread between them. Going home, Atzi hears a commotion coming from the nearby treeline. Her curious nature led her to an injured husky dog. she takes the dog in and decides to keep him as her pet after being unsuccessful in finding his owners, unaware of who she really has in her hands. Over the course of a few weeks, she treats the husky like any other dog: Motus feels instant humiliation and plans to leave. He at times senses a weak power inside her. On a nightly walk, Motus catches the scent of something all too familiar to him; Thinking they are coming from him, he slips away. He soon realizes it's not him they are after..but Atzi. He suddenly had a strong pull towards this female that is very rare. He rushes back to see her body glowing. He now knows she's who he's been searching for. As for Atzi, her empty feeling starts to feel more filled the longer she's around. Could this be who she was missing?

"I love you, Swara. I promise that I'll never let a single drop of tear come out of your eyes," he said while holding her hands. "I don't believe in promises anymore. Promises are lies," she said while jerking her hands back. ♡♡♡ Swara Gadodia, a simple and shy girl who chooses to be silent most of the time because of reasons known only to her. Having grown up with a non-loving stepmother, who hates her, Swara longs for love, always. Enters her life, Sanskar Maheswari, a rude and arrogant man who has no room for love in his life. In fact, he doesn't even believe in the concept of love. Both are completely different from each other, but as they, opposite attracts. Destiny plays its own game, and both are tangled in the web of love. But life is not so easy. Something tragic happens, which is to test their bond. Will their love pass the test? Or, will it crumble down? Will they be able to fulfil the promises they made to each other? ♡♡♡ He is the sun while she is the moon. He is as raging as fire while she is as calm as water. Will these two opposites ever fall in love?

The Wizard raised his head from his consultations in surprise, his surprise look was met with the frown of the Beta. "What is it?" Garry, the Beta who was seated on the right side of the Alpha, asked. The Wizard's gaze fell on the Alpha's cool and collected face "My Lord, You are cursed, the feeling of misery, emptiness, and unhappiness is till death..." .... Alpha Kaiden had always felt misery, emptiness, and unhappiness immediately he became the Alpha, discovering he was cursed was a surprise to everyone including those outside the pack, knowing fully well, the Alpha, unlike others, is a man filled with rare and great qualities which stands him out as a leader. .. "No matter how much you try, my lord, you can never find your happiness nor fulfillment, you are cursed, my lord..." ... Will he ever be free from this curse? Who will give joy to his silent and deepest cry? Will he ever be happy?? ... "I like you Kaiden" ... She just wanted him to be happy, to smile, she thought in her human knowledge, she could give him happiness and she was at all costs ready to make him happy but then she never bargained for the danger she got herself into.

**Title:** The Billionaire's Maid **Synopsis:** Ella Sinclair, a bright but financially struggling lady, a newly graduated historian was offered to work as a maid to the notorious and enigmatic and highly powerful Greek billionaire, Alexander Knight,a business Tycoon, is known for his ruthless business tactics and his cold, solitary existence, having distanced himself from close relationships following a troubled past. his sprawling estate, a modern fortress of solitude, is his only sanctuary, but Mr Knight has a strict qualifications on his maid(must be middle-aged), so Ella has no choice but to disguise Ella, who took the job to support her family back in a small town, is immediately struck by the stark contrasts between her simple life and the opulent world of alexander. despite her resolve to keep things professional and her focus on her duties, she finds herself drawn to the mysterious and brooding alexander. her warmth and light-hearted nature slowly begin to thaw alexander’s icy exterior. as the days pass, alexander finds himself increasingly intrigued by Ella’s resilience and genuine kindness. her presence begins to breathe life into the mansion and, unexpectedly, into his heart. they both come from different worlds, yet they find common ground in their shared sense of loneliness and their hidden desires for companionship as they confront these challenges, the question looms: can love truly bridge the vast social divide and heal old wounds? or will the realities of their worlds force them back into isolation? How long can she keep up with the disguise when her employers ruthless behavior made it impossible for her to stay docile? she's ready to explore everything in "the billionaire's maid," love, resilience, and hope overcome the shadows of wealth and social disparity, weaving a story of romance that promises to heal and transform

Arabella's pleasant life becomes a life of pain in the space of one night. That man put her father in jail and rendered him on bankrupt. The man she hated the most. Maverick Julius. The richest billionaire from a mega-company that dominates trade throughout Europe. She's not sure what the man is hoping to get out of her. Bella realized that she was the object of the man's worst hatred. When they looked at one another, his eyes were so icy. He was certain that Bella should experience all of the pain. "I warn you. Obey every order I give you." He locked his gaze on me. His eyes showed seriousness. As if to say, 'Don't mess with someone like me!' That man was frightening. Don't want to be denied. Very dominant. Once Arabella lived with that man, she discovered a lot of secrets. A secret that Bella never knew existed in that man. What will Bella do? Can Bella conquer that man? "Strip," he gave me command. His hunter's eyes tell me not to refuse what he said. As the man got closer, I remained silent because my legs were too rigid to move. "W-what?" He taps his finger on my chin. Put it up. Forcing me to stare into his lust-filled eyes. "I said, strip! Don't make me punish you for disobeying my rules. You belong to me. Be submissive and you will get that pleasurable pain." Are you intrigued as to what became of them? Discover their entire narrative by reading the entire story!