A Silent Voice Mom Novels & Stories

Finally, she remembered that when she was younger, she was able to talk and just be quiet. It was the fact that she had been shunned at the rogue pack not to talk that she had been quiet all these while. Bingo! Maybe if she said a word, they could understand what she was saying, and maybe she could tell them she needed hearing aids and she couldn’t hear what they were saying to her. She opened her mouth, and all that came out was, “I-I-I” Well, that was a start she was certain that if she tried even harder, she was going to get it.

I replied, how could I explain the hundreds of voices in my head, the eerie sounds that I kept hearing, and the whistling of the bird that lived inside my head? My mother stood with her hands folded as she watched me silently. "Tell me, Sierra, what are you doing here all alone?" She asked with a frown on her face. The voices began again, this time louder than the first. The weird laughter and the eerie whistle. Struggling to push it aside, I managed a smile. "I just needed to take a walk," I replied. "A walk?" They chorused in unison. "Yes," I affirmed not taking off the smile on my face.

she murmured, walking away to answer. Jia nodded but Silvio didn't look up, his focus on his plate. Then out of nowhere, a voice sliced through the air. "You cheating whore” Jia froze, the familiar voice ringing in her ears. Her hand tightened on the fork. Slowly—her head turned and the room seemed to slow as she faced the source of the voice. Her heart thudded in her chest "Mom.." she whispered, the word barely escaping her lips

Her mother spoke holder her jaw tightly but she frowned and jerked her hand off. ( Can you see this despicable woman in the TV? Who is it? It's you or your ghost? ) She disturbed her from seeing the TV.... she wants to see.... she wants to hear.... stop... stop this sound please...... she got frustrated but still tried her best to listen. "Zaviyaar Hamdani-" Shhhh........ Her breathing stopped..... her actions stopped..... the ringing stopped.... the throbbing stopped......everything stopped.... it all went silent.... Silence.... just silence through the whole body.

"Mom asked feeling worried I closed my eyes tightly waiting for the voices in my head to stop Suddenly it became quiet ,the voices sized completely "Carmella, are you okay??? "Mum yelled holding me tightly I could feel her tears on my face before everything went blank ******************** When I opened my eyes, it was already dark but I could still hear some soft murmurs at the background My head was pounding like a heavy metal was drumming in it God I hate my life "Baby, baby are you okay? "I heard mum's worried voice making my head hurt less.

someone said-a low and gravelly voice I'd never heard before, deep and rumbling, like a growl of far-off thunder. "That's why we have to act now," my mom said. "Before it's too late." My heart picked up some alarming speed. To whom was she talking? And what were they planning? I leaned forward, listening a bit more intently, and suddenly the voices stopped abruptly. A moment later I heard footsteps down the hall toward my room. In one panic I struggled back onto my bed and slid under the covers, feigning sleep. It creaked open; I could feel Mother in the room. She said nothing. She stood there for some time in silence.

Is she sad, having to live her entire eternity alone, away from her witch sisters and brothers? “I never receive any visitors.” I suddenly hear a voice and I know immediately that it belongs to Chloe’s mom. it sounds the same as the first time I heard it. Serene and calm and completely beautiful. I know she has been watching down on Chloe. I know she has seen all the despicable things her daughter has done. Which makes me wonder how her voice can still sound so peaceful. “I remember you.” The voice comes out again, from nowhere. I know this is her domain which means she can bend and twist it to her will and make me see and hear and feel whatever she wants.

She was my mother in every sense of the word, and I loved her deeply. But now Monica was gone, and the farm, once a place of love and laughter, had become a prison of grief. I couldn't escape the memories of her that were at every corner of the house. To make matters worse, I had started hearing strange whispers, voices that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. They were faint, but persistent. Sometimes they sounded like my mother, sometimes like strangers. It was enough to make me question my sanity.

By the time I came to, Mom was looking at me with eyes that sparkled like they held a secret. "Whoa! What's with Mom's look? Can she… hear my thoughts?" She gave me a playful wink. In that moment, my heart leapt with joy. "No way! She can actually hear me! This is amazing! Together, we'll be unstoppable! This time, we're going to make those scumbags regret everything they've ever done!"

Mom gently placed a finger to my lips to silence me as she whispered, "Shhh, honey. No talking. Just ignore everything else. Just be here with me, right now. Don't worry about anything else, just us. Please, honey, I need this so bad. I need you." Still trying to wrap my sleep-addled brain around what was going on, I was silent as I listened to her words. Feeling mom roll her hips forward and back to work my hard cock in and out of her wet pussy, I sighed in pleasure as I gripped her ass cheeks in my hands. Finally deciding to just give my mom what she needed and was asking for, I nodded my head silently but knew she could feel my reply with her finger still pressed against my lips. Silently