A Silence Haunts Me Novels & Stories

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.

The First Silence freezes. The Hollow’s darkness trembles violently. Even the Unmade looks confused. Because none of them caused this Then A single human voice echoes across all existence Weak. Terrified. Crying “Can anyone hear me?” My blood turns cold instantly. Because that voice Wasn’t cosmic It was human And somehow It came from beyond reality itself

No one will hear my scream and come to my aid. For the first time since I can remember, I mumble silent prayers. Slowly, I look upward and forward… By the canopy of red oak trees, a tall silhouette stares right back at me. Silently Watching. Waiting.

♠ 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒎� ��𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔.

11-BEING HIM Athena woke up in an unfamiliar room, her senses immediately assaulted by an eerie silence. She lay there quietly, keeping her eyes closed, trying to gather her bearings. The beeping of the machines that surrounded the bed matched her breaths, the only indications of her heartbeat, her existence in this strange place.

He blushed as he was congratulated. One spectator from afar didn't like any of it. "Fast. Ingenious. Tsk. But he's still deaf. He's useless."

And so, my heart beat on, slowly and faintly. - One day, an unwelcome guest came to our little sanctuary. Roanna knelt beside my legs, sobbing and pleading, "Miss Palmer, please… Please tell Scott to talk to me again! I really love him, and I can't live without him!" Mary burst out from the kitchen, waving a kitchen knife. "You shameless b*tch! How dare you show your face?" Roanna raised her chin in defiance, shouted, "Kill me then! I can't live without Scott, so kill me!"