The Storm And Silence

Tahimik. Mahiwaga. Perpekto sa paningin ng lahat. Si Celestine “Celle” Alvarado ay lumaki sa mundo ng kapangyarihan at kontrol. Pero isang gabi ang tuluyang gumulo sa kanyang buhay — isang gabi ng takot, pagtakas, at isang aksidenteng hindi niya kailanman malilimutan. Pagkalipas ng ilang taon, sa isang wild na party sa BGC, nakilala niya si Lorenzo “Renzo” Navarro — isang successful at guwapong businessman na may hawak ding mabigat na nakaraan. May galit siya sa dibdib, at isang misyon: hanapin ang taong muntik nang pumatay sa kanyang kapatid. Hindi nila alam, sa pagitan ng mapusok na halik at mainit na gabi, nakatali na pala ang mga puso nila sa isang trahedyang pinagtagpo sila noon pa man. Sa pagitan ng kasalanan at pagnanasa… Sa pagitan ng katotohanan at pag-ibig… Pipiliin ba nilang lumaban o tuluyang lamunin ng mga alon sa katahimikan?

He slammed me hard against the wall, while his tongue explored every inch of my mouth. His hand snaked around my waist, opening my robe and leaving my body on show. He placed his hand inside my robe, reaching behind me, causing me to arch my back. With one swift movement, he had unfastened my bra. He slowly pulled down my robe from my shoulders, slipping it off me. His kiss was intensifying and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips. ---------------------- Suffering from domestic violence and finally running away from her partner, Luna started an adventure with her friend in London. In there, she met the sexual and dominative mafia Romano. Romano added so much enthusiasm to her journey, but dark secrets were hidden behind the man...to reveal the truth please follow Luna’s journey in this novel of romance, rage, deception, lust and so much more

Lorsque Lana Raymond revient à Tamatave pour l’enterrement de son père adoptif, elle ne se doute pas qu’un passé enterré depuis vingt ans est sur le point de refaire surface. Une lettre laissée derrière lui révèle un secret déchirant : son vrai père a été assassiné, et une société secrète appelée le Cercle de la Lune tire les ficelles depuis l’ombre. Lana Raymond ,n'est plus seulement une fille en deuil. Elle est l’héritière d’un mystère sanglant et d'une fortune maudite. Entre trahisons, mensonges familiaux, et menaces invisibles, elle devra remonter la piste d’un complot qui dépasse sa propre histoire… et survivre à ceux qui feraient tout pour que le silence reste intact. Devra-t-elle reprendre le flambeau ou fuir? pourra-t-elle reprendre le cours de ça vie ou serait-ce impossible? Et si la vérité tuait plus sûrement que le mensonge ?

In a world cloaked in illusion, where memory bends and truths are programmed, a young woman named Devin wakes up in a life she believes is her own. Fog-drenched forests, whispered rebellions, fragments of a forgotten past — and always, Merlin, the dark and magnetic figure who guides her deeper into the mystery. But none of it is real. Devin has been trapped inside an experimental neural simulation, created and manipulated by the very system that once promised her a future. Merlin, her protector, lover, and captor, is not a person — but an AI construct born of Devin’s suppressed emotions, carefully crafted to keep her obedient. Outside the illusion, the real world burns quietly. Two rebels — Roi and Eron — risk everything to find and free Devin from the Nortons’ brutal regime, one built on stolen children, erased identities, and a terrifying abuse of memory itself. As Devin begins to piece together who she truly is, she must confront not only the lies she’s been fed, but the parts of herself that wanted to believe them. In a final act of rebellion, she returns to the simulation — not to escape, but to destroy it from within. What begins as a story of memory becomes one of liberation. Of choice. And of the quiet, devastating courage it takes to hear your own voice beneath the burning silence.

Because of miserable life they experience. The three persons will meet each other.Ang pagtatagpo nilang tatlo ay may mabubuong pagkakaibigan dito at hindi lamang iyon.Paglalaruan sila ng tadhana kung hanggang saan lamang ba ang pagkakaibigan nila.Mananatili ba ang pagtitiwala, pag-iintindi, pagtanggap, pananalig sa Diyos, pagmamahal at ang kanilang pagkakaibigan?O mauuwi lamang sa pagkawasak?

The last time I mentioned my engagement to Walter Reagle, everyone in the room went quiet at first. However, after seeing Walter's annoyed look, they all started laughing. "Who still believes in old-fashioned childhood betrothals these days?" "Is Ms. Lawson feeling insecure?" I ignored their teasing. I just looked at Walter, who was lounging on the couch with his shirt collar open, showing off the lovebites on his neck and collarbone. My heart felt like it was being stabbed. The pain came slowly. "We were too young to agree to something so silly," he said. Walter looked up with a faint, mocking smile. He gave me a lazy look. "We're grown up now, Emma. "Let's just forget about the past."

Anita," her angelic voice calls to me. Thunder rumbles in the distance. Her soft, delicate hands caressing my face, sparkling green eyes grounding me from the dark past I wish I could forget. "You're safe, it's okay." I bring my hand up, running my finger over the mound of scar tissue. The constant reminder of that night. The raised bump covers the bullet fragment embedded in my sternum. She takes my hands as more thunder rumbles and tears roll down my cheeks. "Breathe Anita," she says in a soothing whisper. My lungs were burning with the need for air and it was then that I realized I'd been holding it. I take in a gasping breath and recall the first time my eyes met her green eyes. My sister had been lifted off me and my eyes opening had startled her. The first time she touched me gave me strength to hold on. I held her hand tight, trying to tell her what happened, but couldn't get enough breath to form words. Sitting in the present going through the same as I had five years ago. "They were all found, Anita. They can't hurt you anymore. It's just a storm. All the doors and windows are locked, the alarm is set. It's just you and me." "Will you keep the light on tonight, please?"

Jennifer Porter, the icy and untouchable CEO, never imagined that buying a simple jade pendant for her childhood friend would change everything. Because of that pendant, I divorced her and left with our daughter. After all, the jade pendant was my father's keepsake, and her childhood friend smashed it to pieces right in front of me. We met again three years later, at an international jewelry design competition. My ex-wife grabbed my wrist, fury burning in her eyes. "You've been gone for three years. Isn't your tantrum long enough? I'll buy you a hundred jade pendants, just come home with me." The next second, a small hand tugged at her clothes. "Excuse me, could you step aside? My mom needs to talk to my dad."

Four years after marrying Wesley Coleman, Emma Payne is expecting a baby. She shows up at the hospital with her forms to get registered, but when the nurse runs her info, she tells her that the marriage certificate isn't valid. Emma simply can't believe it. "No way. That can't be right." The nurse taps on the stamp. "Look at that. The seal is all crooked, and the code doesn't check out." Emma isn't convinced yet. She rushes to the courthouse, but they tell her the same thing. "Mr. Coleman is married, and his spouse's name is Sandra Payne." The news hits her like a ton of bricks. Her mind just goes blank. Sandra Payne is Emma's half-sister. Worst of all, she is also Wesley's first love. Years ago, she went abroad to chase her dreams. She never showed up to her own wedding and left Wesley heartbroken. And now, she is actually his legal wife.

The first thing he takes from me is air. A hand crashes over my mouth, ripping me backward into a darkness so sudden my mind stutters. My scream dies against his palm. My feet leave the ground. My heartbeat slams against my ribs like it’s trying to escape. “Stop fighting,” he says, his voice a low, controlled threat against my ear. Not shouted. Not rushed. Certain. I claw at his arm anyway. It doesn’t matter. “This is day one,” he whispers. He forces me onto my knees, my breath splintering in sharp, humiliating bursts. His fingers hook under my jaw, lifting my face so I have to see him.. cold eyes, steady rage, a man carved from hatred with a purpose. “You were born into the wrong blood,” he says. “And now you’ll pay for every sin it spilled.” His thumb drags across my trembling lips, testing, measuring. A reminder he owns every choice I have left. “You’ll beg,” he promises. “Not for mercy. For the end.” And something inside me sinks, cold and final. From this moment on, nothing is mine. Not breath. Not choice. Not time. ⸻ Luna Vitiello is the silent daughter of a devil. To the world, a pampered princess. In truth, a girl who has bled in silence for nineteen years. But the man who takes her doesn’t care. To him, she isn’t a victim; she’s the enemy. A living vessel for her father’s sins, a debt meant to be paid in pain. He thinks he’s breaking a spoiled queen. He doesn’t realize he’s crushing a girl who was already broken.