A story of chance encounters, whispered confessions, and the way love finds us when we least expect it-"Whispers in the Rain" is a romance that lingers long after the last page
The rain fell in steady sheets, drumming against the city streets and turning the pavement into a mirror of silver light. It was the kind of rain that carried whispers of forgotten stories, that blurred the world just enough to make reality feel like something softer, something more uncertain. Evelyn Carter pulled her coat tighter around her shoulders as she stepped out of the café, her fingers curling around the strap of her leather bag. The scent of fresh coffee and warm pastries lingered in the air behind her, mingling with the crisp scent of rain on concrete.
She had always loved the rain. There was something about the way it softened the edges of the world, making everything feel a little less sharp, a little more dreamlike. But tonight, there was a different kind of energy in the air-something almost expectant, as if the city itself were holding its breath.
That was when she saw him.
Standing at the edge of the sidewalk, just beneath the golden glow of a flickering streetlamp, was a man she had never seen before. Yet, something about him felt oddly familiar, like a half-remembered dream. His dark hair clung to his forehead, damp from the rain, and his sharp features were partially obscured by the high collar of his coat, which he held close against the chill. He wasn't waiting for a cab. He wasn't looking at his phone. He was just standing there, hands shoved deep in his pockets, as if caught in a moment he wasn't ready to leave.
Evelyn hesitated. Normally, she wouldn't have paid much attention to a stranger on the street-especially in a city as big as this-but there was something in his posture, something in the way he looked at the rain, that made her pause. There was a loneliness to him, or maybe a hesitation, as if he were debating whether to step forward or disappear into the night.
A sudden gust of wind sent a spray of raindrops against her face, and before she could stop herself, she spoke.
"You'll catch a cold standing out here like that."
The man turned his head slightly, his gaze locking onto hers. His eyes were dark-too dark to read easily-but they held a quiet intensity, the kind that made her stomach tighten. For a long moment, he simply studied her, as if trying to decide whether to respond.
Then, finally, he said, "I don't mind the rain."
His voice was smooth, but there was something underneath it-something guarded.
Evelyn tilted her head. "Neither do I. But I usually prefer an umbrella."
A small smile ghosted across his lips, so fleeting she almost thought she imagined it. "Do you always talk to strangers on the street?"
She shrugged, shifting her bag to her other shoulder. "Only the ones who look like they have a story to tell."
His expression flickered, just for a second, before he looked away, his gaze fixed on the empty road ahead. "And what makes you think I have a story?"
Evelyn studied him carefully. His coat was expensive but well-worn, the fabric softened at the cuffs. His shoes, though polished, bore faint scuff marks-signs of a man who walked more than he was driven. There was something restless about him, something that suggested he didn't quite belong anywhere.
"Because people don't usually stand in the rain unless they're waiting for something... or running from something," she said.
His jaw tightened. This time, when he looked at her, there was something unreadable in his expression. Then, just as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone.
"Maybe a little of both," he admitted.
Evelyn hesitated. She wasn't sure why she cared, but something about this man made her want to ask more, to pry into the silence between his words. Maybe it was the way he held himself, like someone used to keeping secrets. Maybe it was the way he looked at her-curious, but distant, as if unsure whether he wanted to be known.
She glanced back at the café behind her. The lights inside were warm, casting a golden glow against the rain-soaked sidewalk.
"Well," she said, turning back to him. "If you need a place to wait it out, the café behind me is still open."
The man hesitated, as if weighing the invitation. For a moment, she thought he would refuse, that he would simply disappear into the night like some unfinished story. But then, with a quiet sigh, he stepped forward.
"Alright," he said. "Lead the way."
Evelyn wasn't sure why, but as she pushed open the café door, letting the warmth of the shop wrap around them, she felt it-that strange, inexplicable feeling that this moment, this encounter, was going to change everything.
Plot Summary Evelyn, a woman guarded by past heartbreak, has built a quiet life in a rain-soaked city. She believes love is fleeting-until Adrian reenters her world. Adrian, haunted by loss and afraid of feeling too much, struggles with his own fears of attachment. Their connection begins slowly-shared walks, late-night talks, and fleeting touches that speak louder than words. But just as Evelyn starts to open her heart, her past returns in the form of Daniel, the ex who once shattered her trust. Meanwhile, Adrian wrestles with his fear of losing someone he loves again. When Evelyn and Adrian confront their fears-her fear of abandonment and his fear of vulnerability-they must decide: will they run from love, or finally choose to stay? Amid the endless rain, their whispered confessions and quiet moments lead them to one truth-love isn't about certainty. It's about choosing each other, every day, despite the fear.
Elena and her younger brother Tobias vanish without a trace, only to find themselves trapped in the decaying, nightmarish realm of an ancient witch. The Hollow Mother-an entity of whispers and shadows-hungers for more than just their fear; she wants their souls. As the siblings fight to escape, they uncover the witch's dark history, the twisted magic that binds her, and the terrifying truth-leaving her domain doesn't mean she lets go. Even as they flee back to the real world, Tobias bears a mark, a scar that pulses with something unnatural. The whispers don't stop. The shadows still move. And the witch is never truly gone. A chilling horror story filled with creeping dread, eerie suspense, and the lingering terror of something watching from the dark. Even if you escape... she will always find a way back.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.