Novel & Cerita A Silent Voice Fanfiction

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.

Skylar and his wolf were on their own little world when he heard a muffled sound of the alpha’s voice calling for Kylo Only then Skylar realized he had been looking up to the moon in a daze. The rustling sound grew louder in his ears as not only his father came to his direction but also a few others. He met his father's eyes and walked away shortly after. He told him why he did what he did through the link. With that, no one stopped him from going back to the pack house. "Take them to the infirmary." Alpha Rigodon ordered his warriors. "Yes, Alpha." It was the answer of four voices in unison. As he walked towards the house, Skylar felt someone's eyes looking at him. He looked towards the eas

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.”

" Silence fell on the other side of the camera. I gave a wry smile and picked up my tray to continue working. It wasn't until 2:00 am that I dragged my exhausted body out through the bar's front door. The woman approached me again. "Julian, do you need the money because you're in some kind of trouble? I might be able to help you." The moment I looked up, blood suddenly gushed from my nose. A cry of alarm came from behind the camera. "Julian!"

The hum was laced with a discordant, whispering vibration. You have come. The voice was the same, but it was strained. We saw your dream, Sela thought. What is happening? The silence you defeated was a small thing, the voice replied, the words flowing into their minds like a sad river. A whisper in a single room. But silence is a hunger that exists in many places. A counterpart to the song. Another melody is failing. A world that was my sibling is dying. Its song is being extinguished.

Echoed like a whisper through stone and bone. I know that voice. But I don’t know how. My heart races. I back away from the railing, breath catching. “Who’s there?” I whisper aloud. No answer. Just the stars. And that quiet hum under my skin. But it’s no longer buzzing. It’s calling. But there. Clear. Close. A voice. In my head. Kaida… I freeze. The wind dies. The world stills. Kaida… It’s soft. Ancient. Echoed like a whisper through stone and bone.

that voice laughed lowly, “It’s been so long since we’re talking with each other. Won’t you say anything to me?” Sierra’s expression went gloom. This was her least favourite place to be. “Why would I say anything to you?” She crossed her arms, “What part of ‘never talk to me anymore’ that you don’t understand?” The voice went silence for seconds, until it changed into a familiar voice, Gray’s to be precise, “Sierra, don’t be like that. I’m just missing y-“

The echo of the forest’s rage lingered — trees clawing at me, the earth splitting, the wind shrieking. Within the blink of an eye, silence draped itself over everything — A heavy, dead silence. Its wifht pressed down even much more, draining life our of me. But with every passing moment that life slips out of me, it feeds this dead silence like a zombie feeds on brains. And so, this silent wasn't dead anymore. It now had a pulse. I might still be a subject to delusion because it felt like this silence had a voice too. I heard a faint hum rolled through the emptiness until suddenly a flicker of light exploded through the air.