Novel & Cerita Silent Sorrow

Amelia looked at Xavier shocked by what she saw. His eyes were no longer filled with love for her like they once were, just an empty ink black eyes staring right into her soul. "How long?" Xavier asked. Realization dawned on her immediately 'he had found out'. "How long do you plan to deceive me?" He asked again in a cold, harsh but calm voice- the calm before a storm. His eyes shades darker-if that was even possible. Amelia stood silent, fear consumed her, she knew that no word can hold back his furry. "When did you plan to tell me that you were not the woman I was to marry, that you had snatched another's woman identity?" He said in a cold and furious voice. *************** Amelia's act of kindness landed her in an unexpected marriage with a stranger. What happens when hidden secrets are revealed and she finds out that her husband is the head Leader of the Australian Mafia and she was in the middle of it all?

"I don't hire distractions. I hire results." In the frost-bitten arena of Blackport City, Alpha Dominic Wolfe is a king of ice and iron. He’s cold, lethal, and used to absolute submission—until I walked in. I’m Rhea Callahan, the best protector the Luna Guard Academy ever produced, and I’m not here to bow. I'm here to save his sister, a silent pup drowning in pack secrets, by getting her back on the skates. But the moment Dominic traps me against his desk, the professional boundary shatters. One taste of his dark, predatory heat and my wolf is howling for a mate I’m forbidden to claim. He’s a monster in a designer suit; I’m a firebrand he can’t break. He promised to keep his hands off me unless I begged. Now, between midnight training sessions and the burn of his amber gaze, the ice is melting. In this pack, the only thing more dangerous than the politics is the hunger.

At the Crestwood Academy gala, a voice cut through the noise. We stood before a wall of portraits, our past selves staring back at us. "To our time at the academy. Three words." Victoria, the academy's fallen golden girl, raised her glass. She'd been silent for years. "Strength. Passion." She paused. Her gaze, hot as an ember, locked onto the one wolf every eye was already on—my mate. "And... Caspen." A hush fell over the room. They were the academy's most tragic couple. Caspen, the reckless Alpha. Victoria, the radiant pureblood. Their love had been a wildfire, wild and consuming. But they had broken apart on the night of the Blood Moon, just before graduation. Every wolf here had witnessed their legend. Including me. I glanced at Caspen. His power was a physical weight in the air. That untamed wolf had sheathed his claws. He was my mate now. The Alpha of Alphas. Powerful. Composed. But his heart was not mine.

Trust is a weapon. Love is a weakness. And revenge? It's the only thing keeping her alive. They took everything from her. Now she's in their house, cleaning floors, serving their meals, and plotting their downfall. When Inés Montoya loses her family in a fire no one dares investigate, she trades her grief for grit. Her only lead? A symbol linked to the notorious Delgado Mafia family. To get answers, she becomes their maid; silent, invisible, watching. But nothing in the Delgado mansion is what it seems. The twin heirs, Alejandro- ice cold and unreadable, and Alonso- reckless and magnetic, both want to claim her. So do two other men sworn to the family's bloodstained throne. Caught in a dangerous web of obsession, secrets, and seduction, Inés must play a deadly game; earn their trust, uncover the truth, and destroy them from within. But what happens when the lines between hatred and desire begin to blur? What if the man she's falling for, is the one who lit the match? Revenge has never been this intimate.

She was back. She is innocent and beautiful. She was intimidated. He was ambitious. He is kind and handsome. He falls in love. In the sultry haze of passion’s fire, Two hearts collided, desire unbridled. Their love, a clandestine affair, Igniting flames that danced and swirled. Amidst tangled sheets and whispered vows, they wove a tale of stolen moments, Each touch a confession, each kiss a plea, To drown in the depths of their shared ecstasy. The moon bore witness to their stolen nights, As they traced constellations on bare skin, Their secrets etched in sweat and sighs, A love forbidden, yet impossible to rescind. But dawn arrived, cruel and unyielding, tearing them apart like fragile petals. Promises whispered, promises broken, Their hearts left bleeding, forever unsettled. And so, they became ghosts of passion, haunted by memories of that steamy affair, Their love a bittersweet ache, a silent confession, In the quiet hours when the world ceased to care. For love, once ignited, never truly dies, It lingers in the shadows, a smoldering flame, A testament to the heat of their stolen nights, A tale of love after a steamy affair, untamed.

After I got pregnant, I witnessed my boyfriend's grandmother's death. She left behind a secret, and now, everyone who knows that secret is dead. First, it was my boyfriend's father who died. My boyfriend's mother followed soon after. Lastly, my boyfriend died too. He ended his life by overdosing right before my eyes. The media went wild. They dug obsessively for the truth. Again and again, the police summoned me for questioning. Online hate toward me was overwhelming. Everyone wants to know what the secret is. People claim I cursed my boyfriend's entire family to death, just to keep the secret to myself. I stay silent, never saying a word in defense of myself. On the seventh day after my boyfriend had passed, I spot someone at his funeral. At that moment, I place my hand on my swollen belly. I am utterly calm and at peace. It is time for me and my child to die too.

She cannot escape him. On a blind-date, she unknowingly meets the most dangerous man to exist, and falls into his world of darkness and desire as both his mate, and his worst enemy. *** I rest both my hands against the table. "I'll go on another date with you, if you tell me one thing about yourself that no one else knows." He’s silent for a long moment, pondering my offer. Eventually he quirks his fingers at me. "Lean closer." Bracing myself against the table, I lean over it toward him, noting every detail about his face as I get closer. Every hair, every freckle. His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer."

The day before the family’s position transfer deadline, I received an order assigning me to the Bellarosa branch. It had come from Don Enzo Vitelli, who also happened to be my fiance. My fingers went cold as I dialed his number. His voice was drawling, as if he had just rolled out of bed. “Oh, Lucrezia submitted that for you. She said it was a prank. She wanted to see if you’d notice. Well, you did notice, so just cancel it yourself.” Lucrezia was the new assistant with whom he had a thing with. I held the phone and stayed silent for a long moment. All those six years I had fought for my place in the family, yet someone was treating it as a prank. I did not argue or scream. I simply packed my things calmly and boarded the flight to Bellarosa on schedule. Enzo panicked. He called back. His voice finally lost that lazy drawl. “I told you to cancel it. Have you cancelled it?” “No.”

​"I didn't buy your freedom, Kira. I bought your life. And for the next six months, that life belongs to me." ​Silas Thorne is a fractured Alpha ruling through pure, unyielding terror. Cursed with a devastating Silver Rot injury that makes shifting an absolute torment, he is fighting a silent war against a rebellious pack Council circling like vultures. To stop an imminent coup and prove he is still fit to lead, he needs a stable, submissive Luna by his side. A fake mate to parade before his enemies for exactly six months. He expected a puppet but didn't expect a war. ​Kira Vance is the sacrificial lamb, traded away to pay for her father's crimes. Left behind as a human shield while her family fled the country, she was trapped in the cold, militaristic fortress of the Iron Citadel. She was supposed to cower before the monster of the Obsidian Pack. Instead, she brings paint stained floors, sharp tongued defiance, and a fierce refusal to fear the alpha.

Anthony Lake, my wealthy fiance, falls in love with Lila Hart, a blind professional dancer, and insists on breaking off our engagement, even though I am the heiress of a powerful family in the region. To preserve the alliance between our families, I seek out renowned doctors to treat Lila and set the stage to support her comeback. However, she accuses me of humiliating her and insists on jumping into a river to prove her resolve. Ten years later, my former fiance has taken control of the region. He swallows up my family's assets and drives us to the brink of suicide. "This is the price you pay for killing her!" Then, I open my eyes, and I'm back in the moment where Anthony publicly confesses his love to Lila. This time, I walk straight toward Shane York, the silent mining tycoon from the northwest, who is quietly sitting in the corner. I wrap my arm around his neck, place his hand on my waist, and command him to kiss me.