Hp Silent Novels & Stories

Riven Blackwood doesn’t believe in mercy—only revenge. Mafia billionaire Riven Blackwood has a score to settle with his rival, Julian Styles—and he plans to do it by taking Hazel Styles, Julian’s innocent little sister. She was meant to be a pawn. A temptation he would use and discard. But one moment shatters everything. Now Riven doesn’t just want her—he needs her, obsessively, and no force alive will make him let her go. Hazel Styles dreams of freedom, yet her life has always been controlled by others. When Riven Blackwood, a man tied to her family’s buried tragedies, storms into her world, she knows she should run. Instead, she finds herself drawn to the danger he represents. He wants to own her. Body. Soul. Fate. With enemies closing in and a silent predator stalking her every move, Hazel and Riven must decide how far they’re willing to go—for revenge, for freedom, and for a love that could destroy them both.

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?

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'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.

By our sixth year of marriage, Derrick hadn't touched me in three months. Said he was swamped at work. Always tired. After everything, I still believed him. Then on my birthday, I caught his friend talking in Garmenian—a language Derrick didn't think I understood. "You cut off the side piece yet? You were with her nonstop. Surprised you didn't drop dead. Your wife cool with that?" Derrick let out a smoke ring. "Haven't touched Audrey in months. Sabrina's insane in bed—I'm not over her yet. Sucks she got pregnant. Audrey doesn't want kids, so I gave Sabrina some cash. She'll have the baby overseas." My hands curled into fists. Silent tears streamed down my face. He glanced over, nervous. "What's wrong?" I smiled. "The cake you made is amazing. I'm really touched." It was sweet—but when you understand Garmenian, all you taste is betrayal.

“Are you enjoying it? This was supposed to be punishment, Evelyn,” the Alpha King sneered coldly as he thrusted into me. “It seemed my brother never satisfied you. Maybe he’s impotent. He didn't even mark you before he died, did he?” I clamped a hand over my mouth, biting down on my lower lip to stifle the shameful sounds threatening to escape. But when I stayed silent, his movement grew harsher. He pinned my arms, yanked my hair, and bit hard into my shoulder. “I told you not to suppress your sounds,” he growled. I cried out. *** Evelyn’s world shattered the day her husband—the crown prince—was killed. Stripped of her title and pride, she was forced to serve the new Alpha King: her late husband’s half-brother and the usurper of the throne. By day, she was his maid. By night, his obedient pet. Their bond was meant to be filled with bitterness, pain, and resentment. But fate had other plans. The Moon Goddess bound them with something neither of them could escape… nor deny.

Evermore had been abused and shunned by her family ever since she was born, she was her mothers mistake that needed to pay for everything her birth father put her mother through. This leading her to not utter a single word in years. When you’re living the type of life that Evermore was, you are done praying for a miracle or waiting for some knight in shining armour to come to your rescue. That was until a mysterious man visited her little town, on a stroke of luck Evermore was allowed to leave her attic for one day, where she and this mysterious man lock eyes. He whisks her away from her sad life and into his very glamorous but odd world, one that Evermore was forced to learn the truth of. Fear, love and enemies from the past consume her new life, leaving Evermore wondering what life she preferred. Will she ever let down her walls and allow her new mate to protect her? Or will she always be trapped in her silent dark world. Read on to find out.

To keep the peace between humans and shifters, those chosen by the Oracle are forced to mate with their bound partners. And me? I was forced to be the shared mate of twin black dragons. Every night, I brewed two glasses of moon-wine to help them sleep. The older brother, Kaelen, was cold. But when he took his glass, his scalding fingertips would brush my wrist in a silent promise, and he’d murmur a soft thanks. But the younger one, Cassian? A vicious temper. He’d smash the glass, hurl insults, and crush me with the weight of his dragon aura. I had been lying to myself. Walking on eggshells. Desperately keeping a fragile peace. Until a fellow apothecary told me the truth. She hesitated, then said: "He treats you like dirt. The other one is gentle. Why do they both get the same precious moon-wine? How is that fair to the one who actually cares?" I thought about it all day. She was right. Late that night, I left the apothecary in a sheer silk robe, carrying only one glass of moon-wine.

Love does not always follow the rules—it thrives in corners where no one dares to look. Kaelin Verain returns to the palace after years in exile, carrying secrets, scars, and a purpose only she understands. The kingdom teeters on the edge of political chaos, and she is the strategist tasked with restoring order. But power is not the only force she must navigate. Lord Riven, the crown’s unyielding protector, stands between her and her mission. Tall, disciplined, and impossibly magnetic, he is sworn to duty—and forbidden to desire her. Yet every glance, every brush of skin, every shared moment pulls them closer. The tension between them is like dancing on the edge of a cliff: intoxicating, dangerous, and impossible to resist. Bound by identities, oaths, and unspoken rules, Kaelin and Riven discover that desire is a silent vine, quietly entwining their hearts and igniting a fire neither can ignore. Every step they take together threatens the crown, their reputations, and the fragile line between loyalty and passion. In a palace of whispers, secret alliances, and hidden truths, some love is meant to be forbidden, and some desire is impossible to deny. Will they survive the stakes of duty while surrendering to the fire that consumes them both?

Aria never thought the forest behind her house was anything more than a place to breathe. But the night the moon burned white and the world fell silent, something inside her woke up — claws under her skin, a heartbeat that wasn’t only her own, and a stranger with gold eyes waiting at the edge of the trees. Kai is next in line to lead the Blackthorn pack, and he knows what Aria is before she does: rare, powerful, and exactly what their enemy wants. If Darius gets to her first, she won’t just be claimed — she’ll be used as a weapon. But Aria isn’t anyone’s pawn. Under Kai’s watch, she learns to control the fire rising inside her — to breathe, to choose, to fight. Each lesson pulls her deeper into the pack’s world… and closer to the Alpha-to-be who swore to keep her safe. The forest hums with danger, rival packs are closing in, and the full moon is coming. Aria must decide if she can trust the bond growing between her and Kai — before the next pull drags her across a line she can never uncross.