Silent Woman

In the fifth year of being Mrs. Cloud, my brother-in-law passed away. My mother, stressed by the thought of my older sister spending her youth in widowhood, wanted her to have a child with the help of my husband. I refused outright, but my protests were useless. My mother brought people to block the door, and I was left to watch helplessly as my husband and my half-sister entered the bedroom together. "She's your sister. What's the harm in letting her have him?" I thought that my husband couldn't possibly do anything with my sister since she was family. I thought he would draw the line, out of decency, out of respect. However, as time passed, my heart grew cold. Only then did I realize that I was the only one who cared about this matter. While I clutched our daughter in my arms and cried in silent devastation, he was going at it with my sister.

Every tear I shed feeds his ego. Every whimper, his pride. Every bruise he leaves behind, his silent claim over me. He takes me cold. Leaves me ruined. And I wait - quiet, breathless, for the next time he comes back to break me again. He thinks he has me in the palm of his hand. Thinks I’m nothing without him. A fragile wife, meek, obedient. A weakness he never needed. I let him believe it. I never tried to break the illusion. As long as I have his hands on me, As long as his shadows reach for me, That’s enough. But in the dark, daggers roam. And with every sound my heels make, they fall. He still thinks I’m glass, But he hasn’t heard me shatter.

Canary Lienne is playful, skips classes and never serious in her studies. 'You only live once' is the title of the song she thought of as her motto to believe. Then with just one reservation at a café, she met Samuel. He is mature, silent and an adult. Samuel is her first crush. Isn't it great that they both like each other? As she grows up and faces independence, learns of things she never knew, will the bad little girl Cana remain? Or does Samuel's love and care make her the good girl she has always wanted to look up to? A warm cup of coffee in the summer and a slice of romance, a story of growing up, family, friendship, betrayal, bullying, coming out and the first struggles of teenagers. This is solely based on the experience of the author's teenage years with peers. Disclaimer: The names, characters, setting and scenes are fictional.

Scarlet was devastated after finding out that jackson who she thought was her mate has found another mate during the moonlight festival which she didn't attend. After her high school graduation, she decided to go back to her home pack. The first thing she received as her welcome was that her cousin's sister was getting married to the beta's son, she knew that it was jackson but remained silent as if nothing happened. Three years later scarlet left her pack to live a new life, on her way to her destination, she met a guy, whose name is Liam and they both fell in love with each other. Scarlet later found out that he was the lycan heir. The lycans and the werewolves have been bearing grudges for a generation. Will their love be accepted or will one of them sacrifice his or her for peace to reign? As you read you will find out if scarlet and liam got separated or not and the main reason why scarlet left her pack. THANKS.

I'm going to die. In the eyes of the underworld, I was a sinner. My death would be a final, cursed dishonor. But even with the Ricci family in ruins, I was still the noble Principessa. The Ricci pride in my blood would not allow my body to fall into the hands of a rival Family. Humiliation. Desecration. Photographs flaunted for all to see. I didn't much care if my body became a trophy to celebrate their victory. But if the world knew the last of the Ricci bloodline had become a plaything for our enemies, it would be a disgrace to the entire Family. After weighing my options, I dragged my broken body to the turf of my ex-boyfriend, the man I'd left seven years ago, now the Don of the Falcone family. "After I die, I need you to handle my body." He was silent for a long moment, then let out a cold laugh. "Of course. I'll sink you in the Hudson River with a tombstone tied to your feet, engraved with the name of your filthy family."

I am forced to become the slave of a cruel, dark, and powerful dragon prince from the Raven clan. A misunderstanding pushed my already miserable life into hell. He used me, bullied me, and made me his slave. I cannot live like this, but he will never let me die either. His obsession with me is scary. My misery will make his day. But something changed, and so so did he. The intensity of his obsession increased. He is Raphael Raven. He is a prince. My name is Valarie and I am nobody. This is our story. A time when Dragons rule the world. A place where humans are deemed as silent spectators and have no say in anything. In that world and time, a dark prince is born, to make a place in history, and write his story in blood. "Please, don't " she begged him. "If you think that your innocent act would melt my heart, then you are mistaken. Now strip " Raphael growled, which made her jump with fright.

***This is a spinoff of my first book Couldn't Hide the Feelings. The female leading's brother in that book will be the hero in this new one. Hope you like it. You can also have a try of Couldn't Hide the Feelings, which won't fail you. By coincidence, Olive lived a life of sharing with her high school classmate Liam, who had been rejected by her. The two were like two strangers living under the same roof. A quiet life ended one night. Olive learned about her recent sleepwalking from Liam. She was embarrassed and didn't know how to react, "Last night was the first time you saw me sleepwalking, right?" Liam said, "There was another time." Olive was silent for two seconds and hesitated to say, "What... what did I do?" "You suddenly ran out, hugging me." "?" Liam raised his eyebrows and added, "And kissed me.”

Experiment two hundred and eighty-seven was never meant to have a name. She was grown in a lab and engineered as property. But when a vine curls toward light, it does so by instinct. When two hundred and eighty-seven meets the silent, conflicted guard assigned to watch her-Atlas-something begins to shift. Not just in her... but in him. In a facility where lives are test groups, and emotions are weaknesses to be exploited, one failed experiment's hunger for freedom becomes contagious. What begins as a quiet rebellion sparks a chain reaction-an uprising of the unwanted, the unstable, and the forgotten. As Rosa-a name owned by her alone-leads a breakout that fractures the foundation of the facility, she must decide if survival is enough... or if real freedom means burning it all down. As for Atlas, once a tool of control, he must choose who he is when the truth comes to light. A sci-fi rebellion story where the monsters remember their humanity better than their makers do-and one girl's roots reach far enough to shake the world.

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.

"I want you... Wolf," She whispers sweetly, taking my bottom between her teeth and she lightly sucks on it with a moan leaving her lips. She releases my lip, her hands move to the buckle of my slacks and she loosens it. I clamp my eyes shut, leaning my head against the doorframe with a silent plea hanging on the tip of my tongue that I don't lose contro,l and take her like a savaged beast. --- LOVING wolf was like a chaotic thunderstorm engulfing me. He was beautiful, unpredictable, and brutally ruthless. Someone like me doesn't belong in his world. Used as a pawn, I find myself falling into the wrong hands time and time again. BUT I always end back up in the hands that make my body burn with fever, my heart pound with desire, and my blood boil, with contempt. He is my Wolf, and I am his Red to our screwed-up fairytale love story.