The Quiet Man Reviews Novels & Stories

The familiar sequence — key in the lock, the slight resistance of the door, the sound of her bag hitting the floor. Then Anne herself, stepping in with the exhaustion of someone who had been holding other people together all day. She dropped onto the couch. “Tell me the evening is going to be quiet.” “I made food,” Joy said. “You’re my favourite person.” They ate on the couch. No television. Just the quiet shift into evening. Joy was quieter than usual. “How was your day?” Anne asked. “Quiet. You?” Anne exhaled. “Tiring. One of my clients was having a harder day. Those ones stay with you.”

But why would you give something that belonged only to me to someone else? Three days later, at dawn, five sleek black cars lined up neatly in front of the hotel. Harry held Chloe’s hand carefully as he helped her into one of them. From the corner of the street, I stood quietly, watching her gown glitter in the sunlight. The fabric swayed slightly with each step, catching the light like flowing starlight. It was breathtaking. As the motorcade pulled away, I grabbed my suitcase and left alone. Inside the car, Harry’s wolf was still growling in his ear.

His curls were midnight black, he had prominent cheekbone and a well defined chin and nose, he was a man of any girls dream, he has smooth flawless skin which was like a sheet of well done cloth, his eyelashes was touching his cheeks, his sharp jawline, trimmed beard and most importantly his perfect lips was looking so beautiful, he was an attractive man but he wasn't her kind of a guy, his body was warm and toned as he hugged her. She was staring at his perfect face when he snuggled more into her which broke her staring contest, haya tried to move his arm but all her attempts went in vain, she let out a defeated sigh ruining his sleep, he woke up but didn't move, the only thing which was mo

"You should be apologizing to my girl, not me!" Scott complained angrily. At his words, the manager quickly bowed and apologized to Roanna as well. "I'm terribly sorry, Miss Sterling. I will take care of this immediately." Roanna raised her chin proudly, shooting me a smug look. So what if I was Scott's lawfully wedded wife? I still couldn't compare to his mistress in the slightest. The manager immediately turned to me, his face cold and stern. "Ma'am the exit is that way. Please leave, and refrain from disturbing others like you did today."

The car was eerily silent. Joanna had always liked playing music while driving. She'd once told him it made her feel happier. Details that had once been forgotten rushed back in like a broken dam. Had she been unhappy in those days? Was it because of her illness? Or was it because her husband hadn't even noticed she was ill? As Henley watched more footage, he began hearing coughs and dry heaves. The sound was muffled, as if she had been trying to suppress it. They sounded painful, almost as if she were choking on her own breath.

This man was handsome though. She knew there were handsome men somewhere on this earth whose handsomeness exceeded that of her ex Johnny.But this man before her was above them all. Even the hospital's director's handsomeness is a bit behind when compared to this man.His was bewitching. The one that can topple cities. It didn't make him look girly though. The man’s face was sculptured finely. Every part of his face and every line was perfect and flawless.His facial features were very three- dimensional and deep, with a pair of cold and deep eyes, a tall nose bridge, and sexy and alluring thin, tight lips.He had a noble temperament and exuded a cold aura from all over.There was no expression o

Outside, the borderland afternoon was tipping toward evening. Somewhere in a packhouse of stone and cold ambition a man who had looked at silence and called it surrender was about to discover that the quietest people build the loudest cases.

I'm absolutely addicted to the woman and I know the guys are too. She has done more then any other woman could do and I know as more years pass we will stay together because I'm never giving up on her. She helped Seth walk and Scott through his illness and even Steven admitted if not for her he doesn't know where he will be. I kissed her head pulled her to lay down and snuggle her till we fall asleep. We got the quiet girl but she is not a quiet woman and fuck if that doesn't make her sexy. As I drift off I realized she went from quiet to outspoken and we helped in that. Now on to new adventures and more time with our quiet woman. The End

Thea walked up to the man, trembling, holding a gift. "Take a seat." The man lifted his chin and pointed to the seat opposite. Thea sat down. Remembering the assistant's reminder, she anxiously scrutinized the man, desperately suppressing the urge to speak. The man looked at her for a while, furrowing his brow and said, "Why aren't you speaking?" Thea hesitated and said, "They said you liked quiet. You didn't like noisy women." The man's face turned cold, and he slightly tilted his head towards the door.

the man stuttered, and Eryx couldn't help but smirk. “We’ll discuss this in detail if you cooperate with us,” Franklyn said with a polite smile, noticing the man share a quick glance with someone else. Revilla caught the exchange and felt a sense of unease. They soon arrived at the cabin, where the man put on a pitiful expression, trying to appear innocent. Perhaps they thought they could deceive the officers with his demeanor. “Young officers, I believe there’s been a misunderstanding. We’ve already clarified everything to your fellow officers,” he said, trying to stall for time. It was clear he was buying time for someone else, but who was he really trying to protect?