A Silent Voice Shouko Novels & Stories

Her voice shook as she looked at Shiloh. "Shiloh, please don't be mad at me. I never meant for Zach to die." Before, Shiloh would've broken down. She would've screamed through tears, demanding to know why Manuel kept protecting the woman who got their son killed. Now, she said nothing. She lay there with her eyes closed, like she was asleep. Her face was pale. She looked painfully thin. From the doorway, she seemed painfully fragile. A dull ache settled in Manuel's chest.

I waited until you chose to leave on your own. His voice was calm. "Now, you have. "So, I came to take you away." Outside the window, the lights of Palemore grew further and further away. I did not cry. I just watched the city fade away in the rearview mirror. Quietly, in my heart, I said, ‘Goodbye, Sicelia.’ Goodbye to everyone who never loved me.

Then she lowered her voice and whispered: "Since you are on duty." “Is that the fruit spritzer again?” Janik happily held out his empty glass to her and she filled it up with a nod. "You are probably telling each other everything?" She also filled Josh's glass and then said goodbye. She put the bottle on the trolley next to them. "She's to be smooched!" Janik grinned at his friend, who just had a smile on his face, but now looked at his friend disapprovingly. The latter raised his hands disarmingly. "It's okay, it's okay, it's yours."

She raised it to her ear. And heard—not a roar, not a scream— But a memory. A voice she hadn’t heard since the Final Mouth: > “One of us chose silence. One of us stayed behind.” --- Maya stumbled backward. Sefina appeared beside her moments later, dagger drawn, eyes wide. “I heard it too.” “You heard it?” Maya asked. Sefina nodded slowly, face pale. “In my dream. In the shell. It said… there’s a voice still caught in the echo.”

Aiko bowed slightly—petite, long dark hair, quiet eyes. They answered basic questions about experience, boundaries, comfort with being watched. Then Kai nodded. “Clothes off.” They undressed without hesitation. Kenji’s cock was average length, clean and well-groomed. Aiko’s breasts were small and high, nipples pink and already tight. Kai and Elara walked around them slowly. Elara noted the smoothness of Aiko’s skin, the piercing on her breast, it reminded her of Meela a little bit. Then, she looked at the way Kenji held himself. When instructed, Kenji bent Aiko over a padded bench and entered her. Their rhythm was competent but mechanical—steady thrusts, quiet moans. Elara felt a mild spark

She thought to herself, she just had to survive six months of living under the same roof until the final divorce clause cleared. She had just placed her foot on the very first wooden step when she heard his voice again. “Selene” The sound echoed through the massive empty hallway and Selene stopped dead in her tracks. Cassian hadn’t said her name in four years. Hearing it now, in that deep, commanding voice, sent a cold chill straight down to her spine.

The flame held for a long moment, painting his features in orange and shadow, and then it went out, replaced by the soft red glow of the cigarette tip as he inhaled. The silence that followed was the most complete and terrifying silence Tobin had ever experienced. Emeric did not stand. He did not raise his voice. He did not reach for a weapon or call for security. He simply sat in the dark and smoked and looked at Tobin with those pale grey eyes, and the total absence of reaction was far more unsettling than violence would have been. Tobin did not run, because running would confirm that he was afraid, and Tobin Leith did not give that kind of information away for free. He stood perfectly sti

At the DeLuca Family banquet announcing its new advisor, Matteo said he was going to end nine years of secrecy and finally acknowledge our relationship in public. I stood in the back row of the banquet hall, so nervous I'd crumpled my prepared speech into a ball. Over nine years, I'd cleaned up the port books for him three times, negotiated two cross-border shipping routes, and taken a bullet for him. Everyone knew the DeLuca Family had a female advisor who never showed her face, but no one knew I was that woman. I thought that after tonight, I would finally stop being his shadow. Until the screen at the front of the banquet hall lit up. There was no photo of us. Instead, there was only a si

Genzo came down in a good mood and greeted everyone with a loud *morning*. This time, everyone but Kojiro flinched. *shush, not so loud* Taro grumbled *exactly, shush* Keyla growled too Kojiro poked her side, but Keyla didn't even react, she had completely different problems at the moment. She had never crashed like that before and she felt worse than yesterday. *Guys I'd like to go to the movies tonight, how about a silent movie?* Keyla almost whispered and Taro, Karl, Hikaru and Tsubasa nodded silently. Kojiro and Genzo looked at each other with a grin.

The house was quiet in a way that felt intentional. Not peaceful. Not calm. Curated. Jordan Elaine stood at the kitchen sink, fingers wrapped around the porcelain edge, staring at her reflection in the darkened window. Outside, the city glowed faintly, and distant headlights, muted sirens, the hum of a world that never slept. Inside, there was only silence. The kind that pressed against her chest until breathing felt like effort. She had learned, over time, not to fill it.