The Silent Concubine Novels & Stories

I hated that she kept questioning me every single time! Sienna shivered with fear and took a step. She parted her lips in surprise before scoffing. “Is this what you want to do?” Sienna suddenly fell on her knees, tears rolling down her face. “Then why did you bring me here? Why did you make all of their promises only to fail them!” She complains, shedding tears. I removed my eyes from her, looking at the other side of the room. “You are my concubine, Sienna. You have to know your place unless you want me to show you,” I whispered, gritting my teeth in anger.

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to Because after all, I foolishly love you -Gabbie Sanchez 🔸🔸🔸

Just a ripple of command that brought every member of the court to heel. The concubines arrived first, draped in silks of midnight, emerald, and fire. Jewels shimmered on their brows, their lips curved in practiced smiles that never reached their eyes. Behind lace fans and layered veils, they exchanged whispers sharp as daggers. “There has been no ceremony,” one murmured, voice laced with suspicion. “No name placed in the royal registry,” another replied, flicking her fan closed with a snap. “Then what is she doing here?”

The basement was cold, damp, and oppressive. Stephen brought me only one meal a day. At first, I was utterly terrified, so frightened that I forced my eyes open wide in the darkness, straining to see anything. When a rat scurried by, my heart pounded uncontrollably. As a mute, however, no matter how terrified I was, I couldn't make a sound. All I could do was curl up against the wall, clutching myself tightly and trembling as fear consumed me.

"She is mannerless and deserves to be punished for her arrogant attitude. " "Silence!" I shouted stopping everyone in the room from speaking. I placed my hands around her throat and smiled at her. "This woman right here and every other concubine would be given the chance to fight for a spot as the Noble consort!" I dropped the bombshell and finally got the reaction I wanted from Lorena.

She almost couldn't distinguish between the voice of the concierge beside her and the whisper coming from the speakers which spoke immediately, 'Took me unawares, and bared my soul to your touch.' Clara swallowed hard and nodded, bringing the glass to her lips as soon as it was filled up, her eyes unable to break contact with the stage. When the lights returned on the screen, it was a silhouette of unfamiliar muscles in fitted suit filling her vision, then the spotlight focused on a feminine figure rising from a seat behind the table, her slender frame covered in jacket and heels. In the next second as the beats of the music switched to that of slow eroticism, the jacket slid like liquid off

,if this bitch thinks I'm fucking her she got another thing coming I feel seriously sick. "Well where are they?",I look around wanting to see them but she sighs knowing I won't go anywhere until I see them. "this way then",she walks to a big boulder when it registers it is a hidden door but good job looking like a huge fucking rock. It opens and I hear my kids sobbing but I refrain from shoving them all out of my way. My men are all seeing this so I feel somewhat relieved as I follow this nasty whore swaying her hips just hoping to spark my interest. We get to a room and the sight breaks my heart as my babies are sobbing and Thomas as fucked up as he is tries to soothe them.

I said with a calm voice. No one answered. ”if you didn’t know then I’ll tell you, it’s about the new concubine who hasn’t left his chambers in weeks and now parades herself by walking beside him like she belongs there.” I said spitefully. Kina snorted. “That’s old news.” Kina was young, very young and had been sold into Draco’s house as a young girl to be a part of his concubines. I looked at her, “it’s worse than you think,” I snapped. “I saw them myself.”

Veya POV The head guard stood a few steps away, his face carved from stone, his hawk eyes instantly assessing guilt. The three concubines bowed their heads with syrupy smiles, all grace, and deceit. “We were merely offering these two girls some wise advice,” the red-dressed concubine crooned, her smile soft and sweet like a spring blossom. “Exactly,” the blue-dressed one added with a prim nod. “Servants must learn proper etiquette.” Irine and I exchanged a look.

"It was tired of being a shirt. It wanted to be the sun. And look at it now even as it peels, everyone who walks past feels the warmth of that gold. They don't see a rag; they see the memory of a celebration. That is the secret of the silk, Soji. It changes form, but it never loses its soul." He stood up slowly, his joints popping like dry twigs. "The radio man will come tomorrow. He will ask you many things. He will try to weave a net of words to catch you. But remember this knife. Remember that you have the power to cut through the fluff and show them the bone. You don't have to be the silk that everyone touches; you can be the shadow that makes the gold shine brighter."