Author’s Note “Don’t you want to make it more exciting? Add more dialogue, more twists?” — a friend asked I won’t pretend I didn’t think about it. I wondered if I should add scenes, twist the story, or make it more dramatic — just to match what the market wants.

Excerpt from the upcoming novel “Office Silence” by VIXEN. Published here first. All rights reserved. Do not repost without permission. CHAPTER 1. THE FIRST CRACK I already knew who he was before I ever saw his face. He started working a month before me. Rumors were crawling. Nothing specific. Just

Office Silence: Where a Predator Hides ⚡ A psychological thriller about the violence no one sees. This is not his story. It’s mine. He never touched me. Not in a way I could prove. But he stood too close. Spoke too quietly. Waited too long. This is not a story

Two codes. One truth. 🐺 Instinct. 🦊 Strategy. This isn’t for everyone. Silence wasn’t weakness. It was strategy. You weren’t too much. You were just too alert for a world that profits on numbness. This isn’t weakness. This is evolution. 🎯 You survived them — now watch what you become.

Two codes. One truth. 🐺 Instinct. 🦊 Strategy. This isn’t for everyone. They said it was cold. We called it instinct. You didn’t break. You adapted. You stopped explaining. You stopped overgiving. You stopped apologizing for things that were never your fault. And they called it: cold. harsh. distant. But

[ SIGNAL TRANSMISSION — FOR THOSE WHO DON’T SLEEP ] Sometimes he whispers to me in my dreams. I don’t know who he is. I’ve never seen him. His words cut through truths I never noticed before. But as soon as I open my eyes— poof, and it all disappears.

[ SHADOW FILE: VIXEN / NIGHT ARCHIVE — 2025 ] 🕯 A Dream of Closeness What’s more terrifying: pain or intimacy? “You’ll run again, won’t you?” His voice wasn’t angry. Not bitter. Just steady. Like he already knew the answer. I didn’t speak. I froze for a heartbeat, then exhaled.

[ For those who chose silence over compliance. ] She didn’t attack me. But she showed me: “You don’t belong here. Be quieter. Be smaller.” And I didn’t respond with anger. I simply stopped playing along. Not out of spite. But because I finally stopped being “convenient.” And that —

VIXEN — Alone. At night. Here. Would you risk it? Your browser does not support the video tag. Alone. At night. Here. Would you risk it? Scenes for my psychological thrillers don’t always come to me in the dead of night or from forgotten nightmares. Sometimes they appear just like

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