A Silent Voice X Faces Novels & Stories

"It said I was weak. That I was only pretending to be brave. That everyone could see through it, and eventually I would fail, and wolves would die because of me." Lira felt a chill that had nothing to do with the morning cold. She knew that voice. She had heard it herself, in the whispering forest, in the depths of the mountain, in the quiet moments before every battle. The voice of the Silence, speaking through its fragments, finding the cracks in a wolf's spirit and pressing against them. "The Silence is a liar," she said. "It always has been. It finds your deepest fear and tells you it's the truth. But that doesn't make it true. It just makes it loud."

“I’m a woman who walked into power accidentally and learned what it costs to stay human inside it.” Nothing happened. No glitches. No interference. Just silence. “So if you’re listening, Elias,” I said, “this is me inviting you out of hiding.” The lights flickered. Every screen in the room distorted—static for half a second—then stabilized into a single image. Not a face. A silhouette. Human-shaped, but featureless, rendered in shifting light and data patterns. The room went cold. “Hello, Aria Lane,” a voice said. It wasn’t mechanical.

"We need to find out, yeah." "Captain! Chief!" We heard a woman's voice. My brain seemed shocked when I heard what the woman said. "Aizhyrra Brolonde, rank 2, confirmed that she was one of those who killed Red!" ***** A/N: "Hello author, what's your plan for SILENCE OR KISS?" Someone asked me, hahahaha. That's a secret of course. I really want you to have a hard time, eh, hehehe. Besides, I have a plan for this story and I'll keep it as a secret for now, ofcourse. I never want to spoil anyone.

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?"

My voice was tender and a bit shaky. The feeling I got from the silence forced my head slowly up. The hardened face I saw replaced my Shod's sweet face, scared the skin off my body. Without another word, my head dropped down and I gingerly pulled my hand back. The silence was scarier than when he spoke and shouted at me.

"You thought I was a fool?" She knew it was useless arguing him. "Why are you silent, couldn’t answer?"" "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.” with that she walked away tears clouding her vision, rubbing it with the back

I saw two silhouettes moving towards us before everything went black. -----☆----- I could hear voices speaking but didn't know who they belonged too or what they were saying. I slowly stirred from my sleep and buried my face into the pillow. Wait, a pillow? My eyes immediately flew open and I was surrounded by white walls with pastel flowers painted on them. My hand was connected to an IV tube and the heart monitor was slowly beeping. I immediately knew I was in hospital but how I got there I did not quite know. The voices speaking were coming from outside the door and soon enough the door opened to review Dr. Dave with a clipboard in hand and mum closely behind him.

Hendrik’s voice shot in my wildest thoughts. I shifted my eyes up, nervously staring at the unfamiliar faces seated on the couches. Each terrifying in a different way from another. I noticed there was only one woman amongst them who was in her middle thirties. She had her eyelids and mouth painted black. She somehow reminded me of Miss. Claws. “Hey guys! This is Rin and Rin these are my friends,” Hendrik introduced the four men and woman seated before us. I felt his hand violently pull me by my waist closer to him while he took a sip on his beer.

Scott, covered with blood, was arrested by the police. At the station, he didn't say a word. When someone tried to wash the blood from his face, however, he screamed in agony, as if he was being flayed alive. "No! Don't take Wendy from me! Don't touch my face! Get away, get away!" As the blood flowed down the drain… Scott's heart stopped beating too.

Lauren walked down the void of darkness not knowing where she was. She tried to call for help but strangely, her throat was parched and no sound came out of her mouth. She was scared. her heart slammed against her chest as if threatening to burst out in no time. She shut her eyes tight and closed her ears with her palms. She was lost. “Lauren.” A voice called out in the wind. A voice she knew perfectly well. A voice she could recognise anywhere in the world.