A Silent Voice Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Hen…ple…” He tossed me onto the bed. “Plea…” I tried to speak but he stuffed the black crystal inside my mouth and nose. I kicked him but he pinned me onto the bed. “STOP!” I yelled between tears. His hand stuffed the black crystal which was on the tray into my nose and mouth. Resisting wasn’t helping because he was too strong. His image stared getting blurry as my power seemed to be losing me. Finally, I felt his grip loosen as he tossed the tray on the floor. “No, I don’t love you,” he whispered.

Cause we even sleep in one small bed back in the village with his shirtless all around but I found no sparks, maybe because I’m just trying to ignore him and convinced myself that It was just a part of me idolizing him as my best friend but the more it gets longer the heavier it gets for me to hold this feelings of mine towards this guy with the same name as mine. He ordered foods then we ate like a freaking mute for not uttering even a single word until we finished. And I tell you, it wasn’t that painful to hold yourself to not speak especially when you’re facing the man that you secretly like cause you tried to watch every words that comes out of your mouth and making sure that it is all g

she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Your bitter, cold coffee or the taste of your lips?" Nyx retorted, his voice dripping with darkness and gravel. Athena's mouth twitched involuntarily, a mix of surprise and self-consciousness crossing her face before she quickly concealed it. She wasn't prepared for his blunt remark, the unexpected sharpness of his words.

I winced. “Stop hurting her, you idiot.” Sam told him. She was clearly pissed, but he didn’t listen. I gave out a whimper as his nails buried themselves into my skin painfully. Even with everything that was happening, nobody seemed to care, they were just dancing and minding their businesses. “If a girl doesn’t want to go with you, she doesn’t want to. So, back off.” A voice said behind Ethan. My whole body froze as I recognized the voice. He was here.

he weakly uttered as he sniffled softly. Kelvin pulled the birthday boy into a hug. "You're welcome. You're happy, right?" Kinsley nodded vigorously in response. "Good." The older boy chuckled. From a distance, by one of the windows of the school building, someone is gritting his teeth. "Tsk. He's too happy and crying over an effing phone,” he muttered. * * * "The great deaf is here!" One young werewolf announced as Kinsley entered a large room for the monthly meeting of the aspiring hunters, trackers, and warriors, even healers of the pack. The pack members in this group are ages twelve to seventeen, who will soon be given their rank.

Silas’s POV – The Void There was no sky here. No earth. Just an endless stretch of blackness and memory twisting around him like smoke with teeth. Silas drifted in it, barefoot and breathless. The bond was gone. Not dead, just gone. And without it, he couldn’t feel Ethan. Not his presence. Not his warmth. Just silence. Then a flicker. A voice, far and quiet. “You come back. Or I’ll come find you in the dark.”

How could her heart still ache for him even as it bled from his silence? “You should sleep,” she whispered. His eyes opened, heavy lidded but burning with intent. “Not until I finish.” Lucy shook her head sharply, though her hand lingered against his cheek. “You’ve lost too much blood. This this can wait.” “No.” His voice cracked but did not waver. “It has waited too long already.” He shifted weakly, attempting to rise, and Lucy pressed him down with both hands. “Gabriel don’t.” His gaze held hers, fierce despite the pallor of his skin. “Listen to me, Lucy. Everything between us has been poisoned by silence. By lies. If I die tonight, I won’t let that poison be the last thing I leave you wit

His dark suit clung to his frame like armor, and his eyes — sharp, calculating — burned into her. “Now the fire has started, and whether you want it or not, you’re standing in the middle of it.” Serena’s lips curved into a bitter smile. “Funny. You speak as if you weren’t the one holding the match.” For a moment, silence stretched between them, heavy and taut. Then Damien moved closer, each step deliberate, his presence filling the space like smoke seeping into every corner.

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