Unspoken Novels & Stories

I stuttered, my voice barely coming out as I slowly backed away from Kaden, my heart racing. " Oh, this?" Kaden’s voice held a note of pride as he reached out to stroke the creature’s head. " This is my spirit animal, Luka." My breath caught in my throat. If that thing was an extension of him, then I definitely didn’t want to mess with either of them. The sheer size of it made my fear spike, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of being completely out of my depth. " So, it’s true, you are the king's mate," Merilla’s voice rang in my mind, cutting through my fear with her calm certainty.

In that sacred moment, words felt inadequate to express the depth of their bond, the unspoken promises that bound them together in a tapestry of shared experiences and heartfelt revelations. As they sat in companionable silence, the echoes of their unspoken truths reverberated in the space between them, weaving a tapestry of understanding and love that transcended words. And in that moment, Axel and Hazel knew that they were destined for a journey of growth, transformation, and unwavering love that would carry them through the challenges and joys of life's intricate dance. As the echoes of their unspoken

This calm, It’s not peace. It’s not resolution. It’s not anything close to an ending. It’s the quiet before something breaks. Before something changes in a way that can’t be undone. Before everything we’ve been holding back finally collides. And when it does, There won’t be anything left unspoken.

And somehow, that promise doesn’t scare me. The world should fear Damian Bernardi. But me? I never have. Because I know, I’m the only thing he will never destroy. End of Unspoken Promises…. Please let me know what you think….. Book Two - Unspoken Truths - Coming Soon

It was steady, as if the writer had had time to sit, reflect, and commit the memory to paper with care. "Sometimes, desire doesn't shout. Sometimes, it whispers. It’s the lingering touch of a hand that grazes your arm as you walk past. It’s the way the light hits a stranger’s eyes in a crowded coffee shop, catching a spark that makes your own breath hitch. It’s the heat that builds when you’re sitting too close to someone on a couch, the air between you thick with unspoken words.

Clear enough that we all saw it. A figure. Not human. Not wolf. Something in between. Undefined. But present. Real. And then— It spoke. Not in words. Not in sound. In understanding. In meaning. Directly into all of us at once. **“What am I?”** The question hit like a shockwave. Not loud. Not forceful. But undeniable. Every one of us felt it. Heard it. Understood it. Seren gasped. “It asked—” “I know,” Kael said, his voice tight.

And I hated that I wasn’t. When the new drink arrived, I just stared at it. Didn’t drink. Didn’t talk. Just listened to the noise until it started to blur. Max broke the silence first. “You know, if you ever need to talk—” “I don’t,” I said automatically. He raised his hands in surrender. “Alright, Mr. Untouchable.” “Not untouchable,” I muttered. “Just… not sure who I want touching.” He snorted. “That sounds like a crisis.”

--- Her voice steady— --- But colder than before. --- A pause. --- “You didn’t say who it would cost.” --- Silence followed. --- Not empty. --- Heavy. --- Because there was no answer that could change it. --- No explanation that could undo what had happened. --- “I didn’t know,” the voice said finally. --- A beat. --- “Not until it happened.” --- The truth— --- Raw. --- Unfiltered. --- But it didn’t help. --- Didn’t fix anything. ---

Controlled. Something is pushing the system— But not blindly. Not like the others did. “Show me,” Adrian says. “I can’t.” “Then tell me.” I swallow. Because this— This is worse than anything we’ve seen so far. “It’s not an Unwritten,” I say. “What?” “It’s something else.” The Unwritten goes still. Completely still. “Define… other,” it says. I shake my head slightly. “I don’t know yet.” But I can feel it.

The unease in his heart instantly faded. In an unhurried tone, he said, “Bella, stop making a scene. Something unexpected came up today. Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you with another wedding. I’ll handle things here and come back. Just wait for me. I’ll keep every promise I made to you. As long as you behave–” “Don… It’s me.” His underboss’s hesitant voice cut him off. “I found the Donna’s phone…” The air grew thick and still. The rest of his words were stuck in his throat.