A Silent Voice X Faces Novels & Stories

I said. “I never was,” she answered. And I believed her. ⸻ ENDING SCENE XENIA’S POV They think silence is defeat. It is not. Silence is a space I can fill with my own voice when I am ready. And I am almost ready.

The silence in the apartment was absolute. It was the kind of silence that comes after an explosion, when the ringing in your ears is the only sound left. Lorenzo stood at the window, a stark silhouette against the city lights, his shoulders rigid. The bond between us felt like a frayed wire, sputtering with the raw, jagged energy of his rage and betrayal.

Suddenly, a warm palm touched my cheek, anchoring me. “Brianna.” His deep voice lulled softly against my whimpers, tightening his firm hold on my face until I forced my eyelids to flutter open. I locked directly into his eyes, realizing just how fucking close his face was to mine. “What are the voices saying to you?” I swallowed down the whimper and the dry saliva coating my throat, my chest heaving as I dragged in desperate breaths, as if my lungs had completely forgotten how to function on their own.

I looked up to see him still staring then I tried to take my eyes off him but he wouldn't let me, he turned my face to him and slowly put his lips on mine, I wanted to push him, I wanted to yell at him but I couldn't do anything then I finally give in, I relaxed and let him have his way, then the most strange thing happened his thoughts almost explode my brain, I could hear it loud and clear now. 'I love you Natalie right from the first day I met you, every day the feelings grow I just couldn't take my eyes off you, and I want to always be with you' damn, I thought as I heard his silent confession which I wish he had said out loud instead of saying it with his thoughts, the shutter of a phon

I didn't like the feel of rushing air on my ears. Soon me and my sister started playing some game, then we started singing and then we started fighting and then we got extremely angry and stopped speaking. We both kept quiet because mom had screamed at both of us for being so noisy. After a while Scar video called me. I plugged in my earphones and accepted it. "Hey Scar how you doing " "Hey " I was met with an enthusiastic voice of Scar "I thought you totally forgot about me" "How i wish " she joked .

The voice closes in on me, and it sounds like it's coming from everywhere around me. Please, no. I want to scream out but my tongue feels heavy in my mouth. Why can't I speak? I push myself back, away from the person crowding me. It's not just one face, but a mass of distorted faces, morphing into one. "Kill her!" "Behead her!" They're all shouting, screaming at me. Yet my voice remains trapped. Have I lost my voice too? One face finally pushes through the rest, and comes up in front of me, so close I can feel her breath on my cheeks.

* The pillar pulsed once. A voice spoke, but not with sound. It was inside their skulls. *You are late.* Aria stopped ten paces from the stone. “Who are you?” *I am what remains when oaths are forgotten.* *I am the Silence.* Ash raised her blade. It did nothing. The blade felt heavy, distant, like it belonged to someone else. Kael stepped in front of Aria. “You can’t have her.” The Silence laughed. It had no mouth. *She already belongs to me. She carries my brother’s prison in her blood.*

Their face is pale, streaked with tears and blood from their nose, eyes wide with fear and a desperate, fragile hope. "Mama?" Their voice is a whisper in the vast silence. "Mama, it’s me. It’s over." I look at them. See the familiar shape of their eyes, the curve of their cheek. I know I should know this face. This voice. This feeling their touch stirs, deep in the numb void. But… it’s like looking through thick, warped glass. The connection is… severed. The love is a memory locked behind ice. I feel… nothing. Just the cold earth beneath me. The crushing weight of the silence.

But this time, she noticed that it was in her head. She did not recognize the voice but she somehow felt like she knew who or what was speaking to her. “Who are you?” She asked as she stood to her feet. She was a little bit nervous. “Am I going crazy?” She thought to herself. “I’m Silence, I’m your wolf,” The voice replied clearly. Clary was taken aback. She looked around and proceeded to find somewhere that she could use as shelter. “Why are just speaking to me after so long? Do you know how long I have longed to hear from you?”

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