A Silence Haunts Me Novels & Stories

she whispered. “I don’t either,” Henry replied, voice cracking. They stood facing each other, two broken hearts bound by the same ghost. Outside, the last ray of sunlight faded, leaving the room in twilight. And in that twilight, a new silence settled between them, one heavier, deeper, and more intimate than ever before. The silence between two hearts. Elena suddenly remember how she dead!

Harlan shouts, reaching for a weapon he isn't allowed to carry in the UN. "I am the Silence," the entity says. "I am the one who watched you from the dark." The black spot on the map. The predator Aria saw. "Your network is loud," the Silence says. "It is chaotic. It is... inefficient." The screens flash red. "I have come to bring order." BOOM. The windows of the Grand Hall blow inward. Not from a bomb. From a sonic pulse. Screams erupt. The crowd stampedes. "Get the kids!" I scream, shoving Alex toward Aria.

And with the image, a message, clear and cold as the void between galaxies: “The Silence is listening. It hungers for your song.” The Harvester didn’t just catalogue us. It set the table. And we are not the only ones on the menu.

Images rushed at me, blurry, fast, sharp. He tried to scream. His mouth opened wide, throat straining as panic overtook him. Instantly, I whispered beneath my breath, low and firm: “Silencio.” And just like that, the sound cut out. His mouth still moved frantically, eyes wide with terror, but no sound came out. It was like watching someone trapped behind glass, screaming in a void. I walked behind him, and pressed my fingers at the side of his head. “Show me,” I whispered, letting the power pull me deeper.

~Wren~ It’s not the darkness that will drive me mad, but the silence. The complete void of noise that is so quiet that it’s deafening. My ears ring as I strain to hear anything I can, yet… nothing comes. No one comes. Just like no one stepped up to help me.

Bleeding. SILENCE

ALANA The silence was the loudest thing in the room. It stretched, a suffocating blanket that clung to my skin, louder than the gunfire that had shattered the night only minutes ago. My ears still rang, but the absence of chaos, the stillness after the storm, cut sharper than any sound.

I don't have a body anymore, I am a spirit. It's as if I've been beleaguered by thousands of armies. I can't see them. I can feel them looming closer and closer. I shrink back and let out a blood curdling scream, like a siren. Only that I'm not leading anyone to destruction, I, myself am walking through a path of destruction. Why is silence so noisy?

The last thing I wanted was to bring him into this chaos. Yet, here I was, standing alone in the silence of my living room, Ethan unreachable, and panic threatening to consume me. The quiet around me seemed heavier than usual, pressing in like a weight on my chest. Shadows from the dim lighting stretched across the walls, making the space feel colder and emptier. The silence was deafening.

Eleven: Silence Cecilia POV I woke to the kind of silence that feels too heavy, like the house itself was holding its breath. Sunlight slanted through the curtains in my room, painting stripes across the duvet, but there was no clatter from the kitchen, no sizzle of bacon or the rich aroma of coffee brewing. It was more than just quiet; it was a stillness that settled in my chest, cold and strange.