Silence can be heavy most times. It can also sit by the corners of a room, unspoken, and unacknowledged, until it becomes a weight too heavy to carry. It can stretch across years, burying truths, masking pains, and eroding the bonds that once held a happy family together. Silence can be a shield, a way to protect ourselves from the sharp edges of truth. But silence can also break sometimes with whispers. And when it does, it changes everything from the color it used to be. This is a story of what happens when silence breaks a family. It is about a family that was once whole, once happy but later torn apart by choices, regrets, as the weight of words left unspoken. It is about the cracks that formed when love falters, and the scars that remain when trust is shattered. But it is also about hope. About the fragile, and imperfect journey towards healing. It is also about the courage it takes to face the past and the strength it takes to rebuild what was broken. This is a story of love between a mother and her children, the love between siblings, and the love that lingers even when everything else falls apart. You will meet Anna, a young woman who carries the weight of her family's silence like a shadow. You will meet Richard, a father who tries to hold his broken family together even as his own heart is breaking. And you will also meet Margaret, a mother who walked away from her marriage and never stopped wondering if she made the right choice. This story is for anyone who has ever felt the ache of unanswered questions. It is for anyone who has ever wondered if it is possible to heal from the wounds of the past. It is also for anyone who has ever loved someone so deeply and later got hurt. The bitter truth is, silence can break us, but it can also set us free. And sometimes, the bravest thing we can do is to let the silence break so that we can face the truth, and speak the words we have been too afraid to speak out, and take the bold steps toward healing. So, come with me. Let us walk through the quiet moments, the painful ones, and the ones that shimmer with hope. Let us see what happens when the silence breaks.
The morning Margaret left was quiet and sad to everyone in the home. The sun rose as it always did, casting a pale gold light over the house. Margaret moved through the rooms with a calm efficiency, packing a small suitcase by the door. It was not the kind of suitcase meant for a long journey. Just a week's worth of clothes were in the suitcase, neatly folded.
Richard stood in the living room, watching her acting unquestionable home movies. He did not ask questions nor argue. He just nodded when she said she was going to visit her family for a week. Maybe he believed her. Maybe he did not want to face the truth.
Margaret kissed their two sons, James and Peter, whispering something to them that Richard could not hear. She barely glanced at Emily, their fifteen-year-old daughter, and did not even look at Anna, the youngest. Maybe it was easier that way for her. Maybe it was easier to leave if she did not meet the eyes of the child she was leaving behind.
And then she was gone.
A week stretched and later turned two. Two weeks eventually became a month. And Margaret never came back.
Richard tried to shield the girls from the truth, but silence has a way of speaking louder than words. Anna, only thirteen, felt the change in the air. The house grew heavier, the unanswered questions piling up like dust in the corners. Emily stepped into the role of a mother, cooking meals, helping Anna with her homework, and holding her sister close when the nights felt too long.
The news came not through a letter or a phone call, but through messengers. Margaret had sent people to deliver her message that she was done with the marriage. Done with the life they had built together.
Richard sat in the living room, his hands were trembling as he listened. Emily stood by the door, her arms crossed, and her jaw clenched. Anna sat on the staircase, frozen, trying to understand how a mother could walk away so easily.
According to the messengers, Margaret would be keeping James and Peter. "It is for the best," they said gently.
And the girls? Richard's voice was sharp, edged with anger.
They will stay with you. That was their reply.
Just like that, a line w.as drawn. The family was split, not just by distance but by something deeper, and something that felt irreparable.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
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."
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