A Silent Voice X Novels & Stories

she signed and asked Jacqueline. “Oh! He is Xavier Hills of the Silent Moon Pack” she signed back. When growing up, she had heard so much about the Hills pack family, and she had heard her father saying they were silent but the most feared pack of the entire wolf packs they had ever known. Jacqueline turned to look at the Alpha and then heads to turn and sign to Nathalia that the Alpha wanted to have a conversation with her. Now she knew she could no longer avoid him or his eye contact he had seen her talk with Jacqueline, which meant she could talk to him too without any worry.

We try to come up with a solution for that problem when we start hearing noises outside. "Down on your Knees! Don't test my patience boy! I won't hesitate to use this." I hear one of the guard's voice ring out from the darkness with nothing but the torch light illuminating the place. "I am going to connect to the speakers and play loud deafening music. The second that happens, you break the window. The music might be able to drown the noise a bit." Ian says as soon as the lights come back. He does exactly as he says and loud music starts blaring through the speakers. But as soon as it started, we hear a gunshot and the music stops just as quickly. My heart starts beating loudly, breaking the

she heard a disembodied voice say however she couldn't see who said the words, but the voice was grating a bit annoying and the way he spoke in a toneless manner has chills running down Sia's spine as she tried to narrow her eyes, but she couldn't see anything no matter what "Don't fail or else...you will pay"again the same voice spoke, and she watched as the unconscious man was driven to the black van which was opened by someone, sia sucked in her breath with fear and saw the unconscious man's face just a little because light from the villa flashed on his face when he was being dragged inside, and she felt her heart pound loudly

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.

My eyes scanned our surroundings and saw that we were on that lake where Alaric and I disappeared before and met Xavier. “Did he call for us?” Maya asked, clueless as I am. I shook my head without fully understanding what was happening but waiting for things to unfold. I know something is about to happen here. I could feel it in my bones. “There is immense power in silence. The quieter you become, the more you can hear.” I heard a voice from far away. It was like a voice of reason, telling me not to fret and worry about the silence cloaking us. Maya tilted her head to the side, listening.

SIERRA The silence in the cave was suffocating, wrapping around me like an iron chain. I slumped against the cold, jagged wall, tears streaking down my face. For days—or had it been weeks?—I had been hearing their voices. Soft, familiar whispers that called out to me, a lifeline in this dark abyss. But now, even they were gone. I was utterly alone. I pressed my hands to my ears, trying to drown out the oppressive silence. “Why?” I whispered to the emptiness, my voice breaking. “Why is this happening to me?”

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.”

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?"

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. ****

she smiled genuinely making me heart warm up to her. I mastered up a small smile and went inside, I felt my anxiety pipe up and I nodded at them in acknowledgment. One good thing about my family is that they all are comfortable with my silence. Apart from my parents no one knows that I can speak again and no one ever forced me to either. It's better this way. Not having to explain anything to anyone. Staying in my own mind, even though it can be harmful sometimes I don't care. "I'm literally stinking and exhausted right now" I wanted to groan but smiled at what Malaika was saying. She was a nice girl with an even beautiful accent. Her Urdu is to die for, god. That's my new inspiration right