Silentml storie

"What if the person you loved belonged to another century?" In the cold halls of 19th century Scotland, some encounters feel like destiny... and some feel like a mistake time will someday correct.

BLURB She saved a stranger bleeding out in the rain. By morning, he was gone-only a warning left behind. "You shouldn't save men like me, Hayat" But weapons don't forget the hands that put them back together. And when he returns, bloodied and silent, she realizes the truth too late: Saving him wasn't mercy. It was an invitation. ____________________________________ Dr.Hayat Zaidi 24 | Veterinarian | The Savior. Orphaned at ten. Raised by her mother's best friend in India. Built a life in New York where no one asks questions and no one gets too close. She saves broken things for a living-animals, strays, and apparently, men who should've been left to bleed out in the rain. Compassionate but guarded. Lonely but won't admit it. The kind of woman who stitches wounds without asking how they happened. Until him. Mikhail Orlov 29 | Assassin | The Weapon. Raised by a secret organization that taught him one rule: kill or be killed. No childhood. No choice. No way out. He doesn't kill for money-he kills because it's all he knows. Because the organization owns him. Because survival means obedience, and hesitation means death. Cold. Controlled. Efficient. A weapon shaped by violence, programmed to feel nothing. Until soft hands pulled him from the death, and for the first time in his life, he wanted to be something other than what they made him. She was supposed to be nobody. Forgettable. But she became the only thing worth breaking his programming for. ____________________________________

In the seaside town of Bellmare, where the scent of espresso mingles with sea salt and secrets, a woman named Valentina rebuilds her life one loaf at a time. After tragedy leaves her world in ashes, she returns home to reopen her family's bakery-Dolce Notte-and discovers that healing can be as messy and beautiful as kneading dough. Enter Lucian, the quiet doctor with a past he doesn't talk about and eyes that seem to know too much. When their paths cross, Bellmare begins to stir with whispers-of old debts, hidden wounds, and a love that refuses to stay silent. Between stolen glances, late-night confessions, and the comforting hum of ovens, Valentina learns that sweetness isn't just found in sugar-it's in forgiveness, in courage, and in the people who choose to stay. A tale of love, loss, and second chances-served warm, with a dusting of hope.

✧˚₊·𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐎𝐟𝐟·₊˚✧ He believed that if destiny wants them together, they'll end up together anyway. So they drifted apart. Leaving everything to their fate. But still, a part of his heart stayed unsettled. She didn't stop him from going away. She couldn't. Not because she wanted the separation, but because she was scared of suffocating him. So, she stood there where he left her. The world moved. She did too, or at least she told herself she did. They were not not scared of leaving each other, they were scared of losing each other.