Unscramble Quietly Novels & Stories

The day my parents divorced, the rain wouldn’t stop. Two agreements sat on the table. One meant staying in the old Eastwood District with my gambling-addicted father, Alexander Clark, drowning in debt. The other meant leaving for Silverstrand Coast with my mother, Charlotte Hayes, who was remarrying into wealth. In my last life, my younger brother, Mathias Clark, cried and clung to Mom while I quietly packed my things and chose to stay with Dad. Later, he quit gambling and struck it rich during a redevelopment boom. He poured everything into raising me right. Meanwhile, Mathias was trapped in his stepfather’s house—isolated, controlled, never allowed outside—until depression took his life. But this time, everything changed. Mathias snatched the cigarette from Dad’s hand and hugged him tightly, refusing to let go. "Tyler, I feel bad for Dad. You go enjoy the good life over there. I’ll stay and take care of him for you." Dad froze for a moment, then smiled with relief and patted his shoulder. I said nothing. I simply picked up the train ticket to the coast. What he didn’t know was that… In my last life, the reason Dad was able to quit gambling was because I had a brain tumor. I worked myself to the brink of coughing up blood just to repay his debts. I traded my life… for his redemption.

For seven years, Camille Stone loved her husband quietly. She loved him through the late nights, the forgotten anniversaries, the empty side of the bed, and the growing silence that slowly swallowed their marriage whole. To the world, billionaire CEO Ethan Stone adored his wife. They were Manhattan’s golden couple — elegant, powerful, untouchable. But behind closed doors, Camille became invisible. So when rumors begin spreading about Ethan and his stunning executive consultant, Vivian Laurent, Camille tells herself not to believe them. Until a silly mistake from Ethan exposes everything she thought she knew. Heartbroken after years of emotional neglect, Camille does the one thing Ethan never sees coming — she files for divorce and quietly slips the papers into his business contracts. Distracted and emotionally distant, Ethan signs them without ever realizing he’s agreeing to end his marriage. But the night Camille finally tells him they’re getting divorced, something shifts. For the first time in years, Ethan notices. Now the billionaire who took his wife for granted is forced to watch her walk away while dangerous secrets, hidden betrayals, and devastating truths begin unraveling around them. And when Ethan finally confesses that not everything Camille believed was a lie, it’s already too late. Or maybe… Just late enough to destroy them both.

After completing my mission, I married the man I had been trying to win over. On our wedding night, I told him that the system had given me ninety-nine regret pills. Whenever he did something that hurt me, I would take one. Once all the pills were gone, I would completely leave his life. He held me close and promised he would never give me a reason to regret being with him. Three months into our marriage, his childhood sweetheart came back from abroad. The first time he stayed out all night, he realized that I would quietly take a pill after just crying once. After that, he began to act without any restraint. Ten years later, on our anniversary, his childhood sweetheart threatened to kill herself again. He left me without hesitation to handle the situation. The next day, he returned with his neck covered in love bites and begged for my forgiveness. I did not cry. I looked at him calmly and asked, “Can I take one of the regret pills?” He shrugged as if it did not matter. “Go ahead. There are plenty left.” I smiled and let him bring her into our home. He did not know that there were only three pills left in the box. Once they were gone, I would leave him for good.

At twenty-eight, Matilda Anthony is tired of rejection and barely holding her struggling family together when her mother arranges her marriage to their wealthy neighbor, Maxine Walter. Handsome, influential, and a CEO, Maxine seems like salvation. He transforms her family’s life, marries her, and for a moment, Matilda believes love has finally chosen her. But after the wedding, everything changes. Maxine grows distant—always busy, emotionally unavailable, and he no longer touches her. Her complaints are met with cold indifference. The loneliness builds quietly until the night of her friend’s wedding, when she walks into the suite meant for her and finds Maxine with his assistant, Tony Abraham. Shattered, she screams, “do I really deserve this??, why did you use meeee” Without remorse, he replies, “go and ask your mother if you deserved this, I signed a contract with your mother in exchange for money so don't blame me” He stops, then continues, “I told you, you can do whatever you want, go out there go get yourself a man to burst that ancient hole you call virginity, I won't leave this moment just to please you" Ignored and humiliated, Matilda runs—only to find Alpha Rue, the man she once dismissed, watching. He laughs, then offers her a deal that could change everything. Now betrayed by both husband and mother, Matilda must decide: remain in the lavender marriage or accept Alpha Rue deal want to know more?? read me

For seven years, Alina Virelle was the perfect wife. Gentle. Patient. Quietly devoted. She loved Lucien Drax in silence, even when he gave her nothing in return no warmth, no affection, not even a place in his world. But she stayed. Because she believed that one day, he would finally see her. She was wrong. On her birthday, Alina crosses countries just to be with her husband and daughter… only to find herself standing outside a life that no longer includes her. Another woman has already taken her place. And the most painful part? Her daughter doesn’t reach for her. That day, Alina doesn’t cry. She doesn’t beg. She doesn’t fight. She simply lets go. She signs the divorce papers. Walks away from the marriage. And disappears from their lives without looking back. But the woman who returns is no longer the quiet wife who endured everything. She is distant. Untouchable. And far more powerful than anyone remembers. Just as Alina begins to rebuild her life, Lucien starts coming back. More often. Closer than ever. Watching her like she is someone he is only now seeing for the first time. Until the day he discovers the truth. She wants a divorce. And this time… he refuses to let her go. “A divorce?” he says, his calm finally breaking as he traps her against the wall. “You don’t get to leave me… not now.” But what Lucien doesn’t understand is Alina already left him long ago.

"Traitor! Slave forever!" Today is my 18th birthday, the day I've been looking forward to. But now, I am being beaten, judged, humiliated and vilified... All because my brother, Benjamin, had quietly eloped with the Alpha King's fiancée. I, on the other hand, was left here, a target of the crowd, bearing all the guilt for them... *** Fortunately, I was not killed by those people, and even Alpha King interrogated me personally. "Is that you?" A low, sexy voice came from above me. When I looked up, I saw a magnificent creature walking towards my direction with his head up high and his Phoenix eyes were coldly looking at me. "MATE!!!" There's no doubt about it. He's my mate! Is he here to save me?!! It has to be! I knew my mate would save me. Hearing my enthusiastic voice, he stared at me for a moment and then approached my cell. I could feel my heart pounding the moment he drew closer and walked inside of the cell until he was close enough to me. I trembled from eagerness when his hand reached out and touched my face. But to my surprise, I felt his hand wrapped tightly around my neck. “You are not.” He coldly remarked as the hand that wrapped around my neck tightened, making my face pale as I looked at him in disbelief. He doesn't want me, my mate wants to kill me!

“Uh-uh” My moan echoed the room” Yes baby! Go harder! Harder baby! Now call me flirty names while I fuck you hard like a sweet slut” My brother in law said. Tightening his grip on my waist and without warning, he pulled out slowly and slammed in harder. Khloe has everything a woman is supposed to want; a wealthy husband, a penthouse and a last name that opens every door in New York city. What she doesn't have is a husband who knows how to make her feel like a woman. Micheal Thomas is handsome, powerful and completely useless behind closed doors. Their bedroom is cold, silent disappointment that Khloe has learned to smile through. She tells herself that desire fades for everyone eventually. Then Samuel Thomas comes home. Her brother in law is everything she wanted and from the he touches her for the first time, she stops lying to her self entirely. What starts as on reckless and unforgettable night, quietly becomes an addiction neither of them can quit. He makes her feel worshipped, desired, satisfied and completely undone and Khloe finds herself closing the secret over everything she was supposed to to protect. I gasped as he banged harder!, covering my mouth with his hand and whispered “Be quiet, if you don't want your husband to hear us.” For months, they are careful, clever and dangerously good at pretending but every secret has an expiration date. “Will the secret leaked out or will it go deeper?

On Christmas night, I've roasted a whole turkey and paired it with the finest red wine. Then, I quietly wait for my boyfriend, Don Carlo Carlione from the Carlione family, to come home to me. When Carlo steps through the front door, he doesn't even spare me a glance. Instead, he throws his blood-stained coat onto the couch and starts undoing his cufflinks. "Something important is going on at the family HQ tonight, so I can't celebrate Christmas with you tonight." He sounds very casual, as though he's talking about the weather. I don't respond to him at all. Instead, I just slice my turkey quietly. Later on at 1:00 am, Carlo's ex-girlfriend, Lucia Caruso, uploads a social media post right on time. In the photo, she can be seen resting her head against Carlo's shoulder. The background shows a night sky filled with fireworks overcasting a grand bridge. The caption reads, "He told me he can always keep me company as long as I say the word." I don't hurl my phone in a fit of anger, nor do I call Carlo to demand for answers hysterically. Instead, I just leave a like on the post. 30 seconds later, Carlo calls me. For once, his voice is tinged with a hint of alarm. "This is just a misunderstanding! I'll definitely celebrate next Christmas with you!" I just shake my head with a soft sigh. "It's a shame that there's no next Christmas for us ever again."

Late one night after getting off work, I was scrolling through my company group chat when a colleague shared a piece of news. The headline was horrifying. "Night-Shift Courier Murdered During Delivery, Police Suspect Robbery." I zoomed in on the crime scene photo that had been partially pixelated, and a chill ran straight down my spine. Lying in a pool of blood, the courier who had been hacked to death was unmistakably me. I had scrolled into news of my own death. Almost at the same time, my delivery app began vibrating violently. "Urgent pickup! Destination: Unit 704 Hawthorne Ridge Apartments, Building 7. Time limit: 15 minutes. Penalty for timeout: Death." As I stared at the notification that read "Pickup failed three times", the searing pain of my brutal death surged through my body. So that was it. I had already died three times. When I forced open the half-closed security door of 704 for the fourth time, a thin delivery envelope lay quietly inside. I tore it open. A photograph slipped out. It was a picture of my dismembered body. The timestamp showed tomorrow at 7:00 a.m. On the back was a single line written in fresh blood: "Next time, remember to pick it up on time." At that moment, the red indicator light on the hallway surveillance camera suddenly went dark. I looked up. From the ventilation opening in the exact same spot, a single eye was staring straight at me. The mole at the corner of that eye was identical to mine.

Six years ago, Adeline lost everything…her mate, her clan, and the life growing inside her. The fire took her home. The betrayal took her heart. Now, under a false name, she lives quietly as a doctor in the human world, hiding her wolf and her past behind calm hands and a steady smile. Until the day fate decides to test her silence. In the middle of the palace square, a little girl tugged at her sleeve. Her small hands were cold, her eyes too pale for someone so young. “I don’t feel good,” she whispered. Adeline knelt and gave her a piece of candy from her satchel. “Eat it slowly, sweetheart. It’ll make the hurting stop.” The girl smiled, soft and trusting…and Adeline never imagined that moment would change everything. Because the child she comforted that day wasn’t just anyone. She was the Alpha King’s daughter. When their eyes meet again, time stops. The bond they thought dead stirs back to life. The little girl clings to Adeline’s coat and calls her “Pretty Aunt.” And Vincent, the Alpha King who buried her six years ago, can only stare at the woman fate refused to erase. Two boys who look like him. One daughter who smells like her. A secret that can’t stay hidden forever. Because love may break, wolves may fall…but the bond between mates and blood always finds its way home.