Novel & Cerita Silent War

Mary was sold by her father to the ruthless Silas Vance. But on their wedding night, before he could claim her, Silas collapsed into a cold, silent coma. Mary thinks she’s escaped a nightmare, until Julian Vance arrives. He is the estranged heir, a man fueled by shadows and a bitter hatred for his father. To Julian, Mary is a gold-digging "stepmother" who seduced an old man for a crown of blood money. He vows to break her, turning the Vance estate into her gilded prison. But in the dark corners of the mansion, his loathing turns into a lethal, forbidden obsession. Every touch is an act of war; every look is a sin. He wants to ruin her—but more than that, he wants to possess the only thing his father couldn't. And God help them both, he’s going to take what belongs to his father.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This book contains feral mate bonds, primal claiming, blood-soaked org*sms, and possessive men who do not share well but are about to learn they have too as the first Triad mate bond in millenniums though just to be a myth is about to tie them all together. If the words “bite,” “knot,” and “mine” make your toes curl, welcome home baby. Bloodbound: The Vampire Trials They told her the Trials were to prove her worth. They didn’t mention the blood-drenched battles… The savage power pulsing under her skin… Or the three dangerously obsessed men who’d be fated to crave her like a curse. Valkhara came to win and nothing else. But surviving means enduring brutal magical Trials, evading death at every turn, and resisting the feral hunger clawing through her bond. Sevrin: the cold, brutal vampire king with eyes like stormclouds and a voice that commands along with magic that can control blood Azric: the mind-reading menace who whispers her filthiest thoughts right back to her. Daxos: a war god wrapped in smoke and muscle, made to mark, knot, and conquer. Each one touches a different part of her soul. Each one claims her in ways she never saw coming. And the deeper they sink in, the more power she unlocks. But this isn’t just about lust or love, it’s about vengeance, destiny, and ripping the truth from the council’s cold, dead hands. Because Valkhara isn’t just bonded. She’s becoming unstoppable. Other Info

On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Aelara watches the man she has loved since childhood drive a blade through her heart and say her sister's name as he does it. She dies on the ballroom floor making one wish — not for revenge, not for answers, just the day before everything was decided. The day before she chose wrong. Fate listens. Because Aelara is not just a king's daughter. She is the Goddess of Fate and Life, and even dying, her power answers her own prayer. Reborn to the morning of the choosing ceremony, she faces four suitors and a kingdom that expects her to name Caelan Dray the God of Conquest, the man who will one day kill her. She does not. She names Riven Ashveil, the quiet, unbothered God of Sovereignty who has spent nine years showing up for her in every way that mattered and never once asking for anything back. No one understands the choice. Caelan does not grieve it. He starts watching her instead. And Lysa, her half-sister and Caelan's secret lover, goes very still. What follows is not a simple love story. It is a slow war for a kingdom, a throne, and a goddess's life fought in corridors and courtrooms and dark divine channels by two people who believed they were owed something and could not accept that they were wrong. Riven is the most powerful god in the kingdom. But power means nothing if you do not know what is coming for you. Aelara knows. She died once already. She is not dying again.

From a campus romance to marriage, Dominic Fleming had always believed he led a perfect life. His wife, Isabella Sinclair, was dazzlingly beautiful. Their daughter, Lilith, was sweet and obedient. Dominic sometimes told himself he must have been a saint in a past life to deserve such happiness. Everything began to change the moment Isabella's so-called "sworn brother," Alexander Grant, entered their lives. Alex's name appeared more and more often, and it crept into every corner of their marriage. For Lilith's sake, Dominic endured the strain again and again until the day of the accident. As he lay on the operating table with his life hanging by a thread, Isabella was not at his side—she was with Alexander instead. That was the moment Dominic's heart finally turned cold. So why did Isabella regret it? She knelt with Alexander, who likewise barely clung to life, and wept as she begged Dominic for forgiveness. "Dom, I know I was wrong. Let's get married again. I will make him kneel and beg you for forgiveness," Isabella said. "Scram," Dominic replied. Isabella nodded eagerly. "Fine. I will throw him out right now!" "Get the fuck out too!" Dominic barked.

She was never meant to be chosen. She was meant to be a debt repaid and forgotten. But Alpha Damien saw something in Hazel Voss that her parents spent eighteen years hiding. He placed her in his heir's house like a secret weapon nobody has learned to fear. At eighteen and unshifted, Hazel is powerless in a world that respects only strength. She arrives at the Ironveil pack house believing she is a chosen bride. Four days later, she learns the truth: she was bought. Alexander Ironveil is everything unchecked power creates: cold, commanding, and ruthless. He can hear the thoughts of every wolf around him, and the moment Hazel enters his house, he can hear hers too. Her fear. Her anger. Her secrets. He uses every word against her, yet one question remains: What is Hazel truly hiding? Deep within her blood, an ancient power is awakening, one older than the packs and stronger than their laws. But when the inevitable happens and the one voice Alexander has relied on from the beginning goes permanently silent, he will finally understand what it costs to hear everything and do nothing. In a house built on dominance, a silent war is about to begin. Hazel was never his to break. She was always his to protect. But will she survive long enough to unleash her true power, or will Alexander destroy her before he discovers what she was meant to become?

Now everything is changing...with everyone of us sweeping under the carpet the scars of yesterday's sins. Those scars are what kept me alive until you are all born to hear the story. The world government was powerful and taking advantage of the human colonial minds, they buried our freedom and equity. But now that we the Elites whom they educated and rose to revolts against the fingers that had fed us... What do you call it? Oh! yes they had termed it Rebellion. They did call us rebels, for seeking a small ration part of the best that nature has given to mankind. Al-sural-tu-Nas. This for mankind, tell ye that the beast you trained in the dark had turned to an angel in the day. We are filled from the pot of lies now that our bellies cannot contain what they obtain, the promises that were compromised, treaties that were breached, least they covered the black mails and lies with a blanket of Diplomacy. But now is the snatch of the gallon beer from the drunkard because now there is what when diplomacy fails.....is war. "Now we are free." Later in the future a seed germinates bearing fruits of the YESTERDAYS as she possess the abilities to time travel and set broken pieces together but this has consequences in the future of mankind. Read along

A year after my divorce, my ex-husband, Harvey Fisher, pings me in a group chat. "This cold war has gone on for long enough. Come home—let's remarry." I reply, "Have you lost your mind?" Everyone in the group chat tries to convince me to take Harvey back. Meanwhile, he asks, "What have you been doing without me in your life?" I turn to look at my current husband, who's putting our child to sleep. I reply, "Recovering after having a child." The group chat members are initially excited, but they instantly fall silent at my words. Harvey angrily calls me countless times, but I ignore him. His mind is not the only thing he's lost—he's also lost the young woman who once loved him more than life itself.

Welcome to the Longwu Continent, the stage for five magnificent Empires ruled by high martial and magical talents. In the spotlight, a figure will gain fame and a brilliant scene. On this Continent, resources were abundant for those who mastered the two crucial talents: Mingzhu energy for outstanding martial arts and Nebula energy for mesmerizing spiritual skills. For those who do not possess both talents, their lives seem to be erased and forgotten by the world. Li Wei, a young man from the small town of Shuimiao in the Terra Empire, seemed to be a mere nobody with neither martial nor magical talent. However, he aspires to become a Sage, a half-immortal human. Luck arrived in the form of an unexpected encounter with a legendary creature one night, changing his life forever. Li Wei awoke to find that he possessed extraordinary talents in two things coveted by millions: martial arts and magic. These prodigies were not the result of mere chance but rather the intervention of a supernatural creature sea monster known as Longxu. Now, Li Wei enters the world of Cultivators and Magus on the Longwu Continent, carrying the promise of a secret society that makes him the target of truth-hungry experts. Will Li Wei achieve the dream of becoming a half-immortal as he desires? What is the big secret that makes him the hunted on Longwu Continent? Find out in this epic tale, "The Sage Story of Longwu Continent."

The world plunged into a new Ice Age. As the frozen apocalypse spread, 95% of humanity perished. In his first timeline, Cyrus Knovell's kindness cost him everything. The people he had helped betrayed him and left him for dead. Fate, however, granted him a second chance. He awakened one month before the world froze, gaining a dimensional ability that let him store anything without limit. Now he hoarded supplies by the billions and built a fortress no one could breach. While others shivered, starved, and traded their dignity for a morsel, Cyrus lived in comfort. The desperate came begging. The manipulative vixen: "Cyrus, let me into your shelter, and I'll be your girlfriend, okay?" The spoiled rich heir: "Cyrus, I'll give you all my money for just one meal!" The greedy neighbors: "Cyrus, you shouldn't be so selfish. You should share your supplies with us!" Cyrus remembered their betrayals. Lounging in his steel fortress and savoring his private paradise, he sneered, "Your survival has nothing to do with me. I'd rather feed the dogs than feed you."

It was the tenth year of the Mechanical Civilization. My girlfriend, who always spoiled her brother to an unreasonable extent, orchestrated my death. Luckily, I was reborn seven days before the arrival of the machines. I bought a heavy-duty truck and evolved the strongest mecha. Close-combat mecha, long-range mecha, weapons, shields, funnels, modules… This time, I wanted the best of everything. My name is Victor Wild. Born to be a victor, born to be wild.