A Silent Voice Pfp Novels & Stories

If this humble book made you happy, sad, scared, or any other feelings even just for a second or if it taught you anything in life just a little bit, then it has served its purpose. SILENT CRY....now signing off. 💖

I stuttered, my voice barely coming out as I slowly backed away from Kaden, my heart racing. " Oh, this?" Kaden’s voice held a note of pride as he reached out to stroke the creature’s head. " This is my spirit animal, Luka." My breath caught in my throat. If that thing was an extension of him, then I definitely didn’t want to mess with either of them. The sheer size of it made my fear spike, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of being completely out of my depth. " So, it’s true, you are the king's mate," Merilla’s voice rang in my mind, cutting through my fear with her calm certainty.

He closed his eyes, she proposed with tears in her eyes, he wasn't able to concentrate on what the Imam was saying because her innocent face was something he couldn't get rid of. My silence means I am tired of fighting and there is nothing left to fight for, I am tired of explaining my feelings to you but now I don't have the energy to explain them, right now I am on a self healing process and I am trying to forget everything that I ever wanted from you, I have always adapted to the changes in my life and even now I'm going to adjust and I'm not complaining, I am just trying to move on gracefully with all my dignity, I will definitely return your money, sorry and thanks for everything.

His head was lowered, and his eyes were closed as he silently made a wish. As his head was lowered because he was making a wish, the boy’s face could not be seen in the video. At this point, the image on the screen suddenly froze, and a string of captions suddenly appeared on the still screen: [This girl, who loves to sing and dance in the video, is only three and a half years old. She is Quinn Golding.] As soon as Quinn’s name was typed out, a deafening cheer erupted from the fans who were at the scene.

I glare at him, my brows frowned. "She most certainly does. See I pretty much know everything about our students except her. She doesn't talk about her family and nobody at The Academy seems to know anything either. Even the information given to the school after she joined was vague...” He takes a sip of his beer, his eyes trained on me, “All the school knows about the Silent Student is that she comes from a rich family that possibly has connections to the chairman and that her name is Atlas Winters. She's practically a ghost at The Academy. Did you know that her age isn’t even in our system?"

The deeper he went, the more frantic he became. He called my name over and over again, but no one answered. Laila had followed him outside, and finally, she snapped. "Philip, stop. Grace's a grown woman. She's not lost—she's just being dramatic again. Why are you making this such a big deal—" "Shut up!" Philip snapped, turning on her with fire in his eyes. "Keep your mouth shut, or get the hell out of my sight!" He kept moving, heart thudding with every step.

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"And I am regretting this decision already. Sit in the back if you want." "No," Felix huffed, crossing his legs. "It’s lonely back there. Besides, I need to critique your driving." Baek merged into traffic. Felix immediately began fiddling with the radio, filling the cabin with noise to drown out the silence. "So," Felix said, turning to stare at Baek’s profile. "What’s my backstory? Am I a mysterious heir? A scandalous lover? A spy?" "You are 'Silence'," Baek said. "Your backstory is that you lost your voice in a tragic accident and you cannot speak."

Tonight I was someone's mate, someone's mother, and someone's home. And when I opened my mouth—"Merry Christmas"—my voice, quiet but there and real, was mine. "Mmm," Tala hummed, warm and ancient and pleased. "And that's all you need." The End **** For the girl who learned that silence was never weakness—and that finding your voice was always worth waiting for. ****

He dropped his forehead against mine, his eyes closing tight. ​"Not... asset," he rasped. The words sounded like they were tearing his throat apart. ​"Then what am I?" I cried, shoving at his chest with my free hand. "A trophy? A genius you can use to win your wars? Tell me! Because I can't keep living in this silence, wondering if you’re going to kiss me or kill me next!"