Silent Sorrow

When I was six, I spilled hot water, slipped, and burned my face. My face was ruined. My parents learned their lesson and never let my younger sister do housework. To everyone they met, they praised her beauty, her charm. They turned to me with nothing but disdain. When I was ten, I had a high fever. They didn't think much of it and let it drag on until my brain was damaged, leaving me slow and dull. They learned their lesson again. From then on, if my sister so much as coughed, they would rush her to the hospital in the dead of night, showering her with care. I was like a failed experiment. Every mistake they made with me, they corrected for her. I was ugly, silent, dim-witted, unwanted. She was beautiful, sweet-talking, clever, adored by all. When I was diagnosed with depression, I gathered what little courage I had and told them. Mom lashed out, called me sick in the head, and accused me of being petty. If I was so capable, she said, I might as well die. It wasn't until my sister pushed me off a high-rise that they found out, by sheer accident, that she wasn't their child at all. I was their one and only biological child.

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking. I thought I was finally free of the past. However, the moment the engagement was announced… Alpha Iris lost his mind.

My company had arranged a wilderness survival retreat deep in the heart of Moonshadow Forest—a place where even seasoned wolves tread cautiously. That night, a sudden downpour ripped through the campsite, drenching the earth and filling the air with the thick scent of damp moss and shifting soil. I woke abruptly, the cold seeping into my bones. Instinctively, I reached out to the space beside me, seeking the warmth of my mate. Empty. A sharp pang of unease clawed at my chest. My wolf, dulled by the suppressant herbs I had taken to blend into human society, stirred restlessly. Fumbling in the darkness, I grabbed my phone and dialed Nigel. The line barely had time to connect before he emerged from the undergrowth—disheveled, breathless. His grip was iron-tight as he seized my wrist, pulling me downhill. His scent was sharp with adrenaline, but beneath it—something foreign, something wrong. We ran, my boots sinking into the mud. My keen vision caught glimpses of his rumpled clothing, the way his collar was misaligned—and the faint imprint of lips on his jaw. My pulse pounded in my ears. Betrayal. I wrenched my arm from his grasp, my claws itching to unsheathe despite the human form I forced myself to maintain. "Where were you?" My voice came out low, edged with the danger of a wolf barely leashed. The suppressants in my bloodstream faltered under the weight of my fury. The storm had driven everyone into their tents, leaving the clearing eerily silent as we reached the base of the mountain. But she was there. A woman stood beneath the flickering glow of the emergency lanterns, her hair tousled, her fingers gripping Nigel’s jacket as if it belonged to her. I knew her. The new intern. Her face held an unsettling resemblance to mine, as if the Moon Goddess herself had carved her from the shadows of my reflection. The realization struck like a silver dagger to my chest. Even the mate who had once sworn to fight the world for me had given in to betr

SARAH Green is twenty-one years old, beautiful, broken, depressed. She couldn't leave behind the sorrow of the death of her late boyfriend. Her father wants to see her happy. He wants her to tie the knot with Luce Edwards. She doesn't want to do anything with this. Her boring life takes a turn for the worse and something hidden for her in the future when she goes to meet Luce Edwards as her father insists. An incident! And everything changes. She saw the ghost of her late boyfriend. Louis!

Being a nice young lady, Kimberly always desires to be linked to her mate once she reaches Eighteen, but destiny appears not to be on her side even when she gets to the age of 21. Her packmates frequently tell her that finding a mate is the nicest thing that has ever happened to them, and Kimberly continued wanting to experience such a sensation one day. For both their pack, Moonstone, and Night Walker pack to become allies, her dad, Alpha Darwin consented to relinquish the downtown area Moonstone presides over to Alpha Derrick. As well as giving Kimberly to him likewise, as she doesn't have a mate. Which she was extremely thrilled about. However, on the night of their engagement, she was rejected by the merciless Alpha Derrick of the Night Walkers. She felt useless, devastated and betrayed when she realized who Alpha Derrick picked to be his future Luna over her. According to the custom of their pack, any rejected she-wolf by another pack Alpha would become a slave to the Alpha that discarded her. This is surely going to be Kimberly's destiny as well. The sorrow of being rejected and being a slave caught up with her not till she found she is fated to the past Alpha Theo of Lock's heart pack. He is the strongest of all Alphas in the countryside but has gone missing for over five years. Would Kimberly's life have altered for the worst after knowing that Alpha Theo had a mate already? Or would Alpha Derrick be ready to let her go after understanding the truth about her power? Brutal retribution is what Kimberly yearns for once she found out the truth about her actual identity…

Chloe Yates, a tall and stunningly beautiful attorney, was known for her loyalty in relationships. She always believed that marrying her wealthy boyfriend, Trevor Skyler, would lead to the perfect happily-ever-after. But on their wedding night, her world shattered when she walked in on Trevor having a threesome with his childhood friend, Rachel Rain, and her best friend. Heartbroken, Chloe left without hesitation and sought solace in a club, drowning her sorrow in alcohol. Fate had other plans. That night, she shared a passionate encounter with a gentle yet enigmatic man, who turned out to be Trevor’s uncle, Roman Skyler! Drawn into an intoxicating and dangerous entanglement with Roman, Chloe found herself irresistibly captivated by this mysterious and wealthy man, who was far more alluring than she could have imagined. Amid their game of mutual seduction, Chloe discovered her growing desire—to tame the man before her and become the aunt to the very ex-boyfriend who betrayed her!

Ean's face twisted with anger as he grabbed me by the arm, dragging me toward the old, rusted freezer in the corner of the warehouse. "You're going to feel what Helen felt," he spat. "Maybe that'll teach you not to mess with her." I struggled against him, panic rising in my chest. "Ean, this is insane! It was an accident! Let me explain—" He wasn’t listening. He shoved me inside the freezing metal box and slammed the door shut. The echo of the lock clicking into place made my heart pound in my ears. I banged on the door with my fists. "Ean, please! You can’t do this!" I screamed, but the sound of his footsteps grew fainter as he walked away. He left me with nothing but a single bowl of water, like I was some kind of prisoner. I slumped against the cold metal, shivering. The temperature plummeted almost instantly. The hum of the freezer kicked in, and I realized too late—it wasn’t broken like he thought. It was working, and I was trapped. My body shook uncontrollably as the cold seeped into my bones. I screamed for help until my throat was raw, clawing at the walls in desperation. My bloody handprints smeared across the icy surface, a silent plea for mercy that no one would hear. Seven days passed. When Ean finally returned, the look on his face was one of smug satisfaction. He had expected me to beg, to apologize. But when they pried open the freezer, all they found was my frozen body, stiff and silent, my suffering long over.

[MATURE CONTENT] Warning: Skip of you are not a fan of mature romance. Faced with a choice between blaming my stepfather Jason or stepbrother Ethan for the life growing inside me, I felt the weight of Jason's ominous threats—stay silent or risk my mom's life. “Chelsea,who is responsible for this pregnancy?” my Mom asked. I stood there, tears welling in my eyes, torn between the truth and the suffocating weight of shame. "Mom, I'm really sorry," I whispered, my voice cracking, as tears streamed down my cheeks. Unable to endure the guilt, I ran away from home, leaving my mother to search for me, only to tragically meet with an accident in her pursuit. HAPPY READING

Vaibhav Shergill(25) | Naira (18) The complex, complicated, love story of the two weired copules who unfortunately dragged by fate together. Having reasons respectively, they ended up in tying the knot, forcefully or unwilling, give the term whatever you feel right. She looks innocent. Have you ever heard about :- don't ever judge by it covers! Same here.She is badass. Innocent, the word itself run away from her. He is a silent creature. Silence , yeah! She is nowhere to be around. He is south, she is north. If, he is East , no dobut ! she is west. Poles apart. But ened up together. Would they really end up together? Or ,they will end up everything together? Rollercoaster is in its way! - Epitome of love. Perfect example of loving relationship.

“Name your wish.” “Not many, just one.” Rakia gave Dashtan a suspicious look. The man looked curious. “Tell me you love me. I need your confession, that’s enough.” Dashtan fell silent immediately and stared at Rakia with a surprised look. “Give me time for that,” Dashtan said again after he had found the correct answer. Rakia sighed and nodded. “Alright... I’ll give you until the divorce date you promised me back then, if you don’t say anything until then, we’ll divorce and Dalilah will be the mother of your children and you’ll never hear from me again in your life, as if you never knew a Rakia Adeline. “ ** Rakia and Dashtan’s marriage was just a 1 million dollar deal with six months to go. However, as they lived together at the wedding, they fell in love. Still, Dashtan’s ex-girlfriend, Dalilah, tried to usurp Rakia’s position and wanted Dashtan back. After Rakia returns from Peru and completes her assignment as a journalist, she finds that Dashtan and Dalilah have officially married in Dubai. What will Rakia do about Dashtan’s betrayal? Hold on or Divorce?