The Silent Waters

Viviana Bellini was a free spirit who loved unconditionally and thought she had found her prince charming who was a mafia until he slept with her supposed best friend and cast her away, now that she is betrayed she swears to return and get her revenge but on reaching her home, she finds out that she had been arranged to a cold mafia don. But instead of staying in the house like the good wife her father wanted her to be, Viviana decided to go into the wild. Raffaele Conte was a man who was cold, calm and a silent assassin who could get blood on his face without even batting an eyelash, he never smiled and he never cried, people called him the cold sculpture until he met Viviana who seemed to show him another color that is not black. But Viviana is not all that meets the eyes and Raffaele has his own secrets. Would these two people navigate into a love unquenchable when the secret is revealed? Or will their various quests tear them apart and make them enemies?

I am Serena Blake, a young woman who believed love could conquer anything. But for Ethan Blackwood, I was just a temporary convenience, a wife to be discarded. Three years of cold treatment, silent humiliation, and empty promises ended the day he handed me divorce papers… while I was carrying his child. I vanished, swallowed my heartbreak, and rebuilt myself from nothing. Now, five years later, I return no longer the powerless woman he abandoned, but a self-made business strategist with secrets of my own… and a child he never knew existed. Ethan watches helplessly as I rise, as others admire what he once rejected, and as the truth of my survival slowly shatters his perfect world. He wants me back. He wants forgiveness. He wants the family he never valued. But I’ve learned that power isn’t given, it’s taken. And this time, the woman he lost holds all the cards. Will Ethan finally realize what he threw away, or is it too late for regret to undo the past?

Tardrain Brooklyn was the golden son of the Brooklyn empire—until a suspicious accident left him crippled and rottened in a darkened room. Now a prisoner of his own bitterness, he trusts no one and hates the world. Enter Ivana: the woman forced to become his wife. To the Brooklyn family, she was a hired executioner, tasked with finishing what the accident started. To Ivana, this marriage is a cage built by blackmail and desperation. Their orders were clear: infiltrate his room, earn his trust, and serve him a slow, silent death. But Tardrain isn’t as helpless as he seemed and Ivana isn't as cold as she needed to be. As she broke his rules and invaded his solitude, she discovered the man behind the monster. And as Tardrain watched his new bride, he couldn't help but wonder if she was his most dangerous enemy—or his only hope for survival. In a house filled with secrets and lies, the ultimate betrayal was falling in love with your victim. Ivana has a choice: fulfill her deadly contract, or risk everything to save a man who has already been marked for death.

I've followed an Instagram account. While unremarkable, it showcases some pretty sweet and romantic content. The account details the daily life of the owner and her Alpha. When it's raining cats and dogs outside, they share a hot beverage in a cafe. After they leave the place, he tilts the umbrella slightly toward her. Also, when they look up at the moon while sitting side by side, the sight of their fingers grazing each other strums my heartstrings. The Alpha in the photos has never revealed his face, yet he gives off a familiar feeling to me. On the night before my and Xavier Lupine's mating ceremony takes place, the account has a new update. "This marks the end of our eight-year entanglement. From now onward, he's her fated Alpha. I'm just her best friend. "This account will go silent from here on. I wish my 'best friend' and the Alpha, who's rightfully mine, eternal happiness." The latest photo shows Xavier and me. But the thing is, I've never shown anyone that photo before.

Her name, they say, is Bliss. Silent, radiant, and obedient, she’s the perfect bride for enigmatic billionaire Damon Gibson. Yet Bliss clings to fleeting fragments of a life before the wedding: a dream of red silk, a woman who mirrors her face, a voice whispering warnings in the shadows. Her past is a locked door, and Damon holds the key. When Bliss stumbles into a hidden wing of his sprawling mansion, she finds a room filled with relics of another woman. Photos, perfume, love letters, and a locket engraved with two names reveal a haunting truth. That woman, Ivana, was more than a stranger. She was identical to Bliss. As buried memories surface, the fairy tale Bliss believed in fractures into a web of obsession, deception, and danger. Damon’s charm hides secrets, and the love she thought she knew feels like a gilded cage. To survive, Bliss must unravel the mystery of who she was and what ties her to Ivana. In a world where love can be a trap and truth a weapon, remembering the bride she used to be is her only way out.

Michelle Lulu King is a famous beautiful actress, she's got the fame and riches but totally lost and silent in her loveless and abusive marriage, too scared to quit her marriage because she's scared of falling back to the gutter where she came from. Michael King is an egoistic husband who's also a famous director, but the worst man to his wife Michelle Lulu King, he's an unremorseful cheat, who believes his wife can never leave him, he believes he owns her because he made her famous and he will always threaten to destroy her career if she ever think of leaving him. Her carrier took her to Africa where she met Noah Gbenga Adewale, a man who truly loves and cares for her, a Man who makes her feel like she's the only woman on earth. They fell in love and became inseperable despite they had challenges, Michelle promised to fight for her love. Will their love conquer all? Follow Michelle Lulu King and Noah Gbenga Adewale love story.

Grandpa died, and we immediately went for each other's throats over the inheritance. Then a blizzard hit, trapping us all in the family estate. An app appeared on our phones: [THE LAST ZOMBIE: FINAL RECKONING]. We had to pick a hiding spot. The last one standing—the last human standing—would inherit everything. I chose the dark, silent recording studio in the basement. Away from them all. When it was time to pick special powers, my family chose powerful weapons or pocket dimensions full of supplies. I chose Bio-Stasis. It slowed my cells to a crawl, and my body along with them. My stepbrother's fiancée, Chloe, called me an idiot. "Hiding from your family and picking a useless power? You're on a suicide mission." They threw a zombie-slaying party upstairs, already celebrating an inheritance they hadn't even won. Until, one by one, they turned. And started tearing each other apart. What they didn't know... was that I'd rigged the game from the start. The only way to win was to stay completely silent.

She signed the contract to save her family. She woke up married to not one ruthless Don — but two. Nico Black is the charming face who teases her until she shakes. Matteo Black is the silent shadow who takes without asking. And the dark echo bond that ties them together means every gasp, every tear, every burning thing her body does against her will... they feel all of it. Aurora Kane is trapped in a penthouse that smells like cedar and danger, paraded at galas in dresses that feel like costumes, broken down night after night until she barely recognizes the girl in the mirror. But the quiet, soft-eyed woman they bought with a contract has been hacking their accounts since week one. She knows their secrets. She knows their weaknesses. She knows who inside their empire ordered her father's death. And she is done surviving. In a world built on blood, obsession, and twisted desire... the men who thought they owned her are about to find out exactly who holds the power. They wanted a pawn. They built their own ruin instead.

During a game of truth or dare, my boyfriend, Ryan Patel, chose to kiss his childhood friend, Michelle Woods, for three minutes to save her from a penalty. When I found out, I was furious. I called him in tears, confronting him about the unbearable intimacy between them. He remained silent for a long time before speaking coldly, "Are you done crying?" Then, he drove Michelle home. I crouched in the rain, watching couples huddle under umbrellas, and from that moment on, I never contacted Ryan again. Three months later, at an auction, I bought a men's wristwatch. When Ryan heard about it, he chuckled. "Forget it. In three days, I'll go and coax her back myself. She just needs a way out." His friends all sent me messages, congratulating me on how well I had him wrapped around my finger. I didn’t reply to any of them. I simply posted a picture in my feed—my newly issued marriage certificate.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes. "This is your original punishment, darling." And he won't refrain himself any more. Warning: Story might contain sexual content which might be unsuitable for some young readers. Read at your own risk because this author's work can be really addictive and you might get an unhealthy obsession with her written characters.