The Silent Voice

The Silent Voice

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Juliette Grey - A Swiss-born fashion designer and reluctant heir to her father's troubled company. Once broken by a failed engagement, she rebuilt herself into a steel-spined woman who commands boardrooms and runways with equal authority. She's elegant, sharp-tongued, and secretly exhausted-but she never lets anyone see her bleed. Ahmer Malik - A famous Pakistani photographer with ocean-deep eyes and a quiet presence that changes rooms when he enters. He's observant, patient, and carries the weight of his family's expectations. Behind his lens, he captures truth. In front of Juliette, he captures something he didn't know he was looking for. Mahnoor Malik - Ahmer's younger sister. Sharp-witted, mischievous, and fiercely loyal. She's the only person who can make Adam listen-even to stupid ideas. She loves shawarma, hates lazy brothers, and secretly doesn't want anyone to take her brother away. Alex Grey - Juliette's middle brother. Rebellious, charming, and desperate to escape his father's control. He pretends not to care about anything, but he notices everything. He's searching for freedom-and maybe for the girl with the ocean eyes he can't forget. Mike - Juliette's ex-fiancé. Arrogant, desperate, and bitter. He broke the engagement and now wants the business deal back. He underestimates Juliette at every turn-and keeps losing. Lisa - Juliette's best friend. French, dramatic, and lovingly nosy. She calls Juliette "mon horloge de la mort" (my death clock) and refuses to let her disappear into work. She's the one who reminds Juliette she's still human. ____________________________________________________________________ Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story! I hope you enjoy it, and I'll do my best to bring you more chapters soon.. But don't forget to vote this chapter too
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The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

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