Novel & Cerita Bliss Ending Silent Hill 2

"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.

His hands were on his shoulder now, and there wasn’t any noise he was hearing but the sound of his fast heartbeat. When they felt that they were running out of breath, they pulled away, gasping for air. Lincoln looked at him, lips stretched into a smile. Shun felt like it was the most beautiful smile he’d ever seen in his life. No one said anything, but it wasn’t an awkward silence. They just stared at each other. He smiled back, not because he felt that he needed to, but because he felt like it. “I’m a good kisser, aren’t I?” Lincoln smirked.

She stood there, mouth hanging open, but no words came out. I climbed into the car with a smile of satisfaction on my face, and drove away.

I snatched my things and slipped out the bedroom window. When I got to the place, I took a deep breath. The overwhelming smell hit my nose, which made me cough up a lung. I need to do this; I need to know. I tip-toe across the field and hide behind a car. A sound of clicking entered my ears; I peeked over to see it was a flamethrower. “If he told me sooner, then this would have been done.” “Complaining again, Minho; once you finish, we can go,” Brad said.

Silence hangs for half a heartbeat. “The winner of the final phase. Lira Hale.” The clearing explodes. “WOOOOOOOOO!” “Did that just happen?” Cheers. Shouts. Disbelief. Rylan does not cheer. He is already running. Lira sways, blinking hard against the black spots dancing across her vision. The noise blurs into a distant hum until her legs give out. The last thing she sees is Rylan’s face rushing toward her as the world goes dark.

And that was when the truly dark thought hit her. Nissa saw it in her eyes and knew exactly what she was about to do. She shook her head frantically, pleading with her, waving her arms in desperation. But Charlotte was too far gone. She picked up a heavy stone and lifted it high. Her target was clear: Nissa's belly. One stone, two lives. Exactly what she hoped for. Just as she was about to swing, sirens cut through the silence, growing louder and closer by the second. Police cars screeched to a halt near the slope, tires kicking up gravel.

she sighed and her grip on Zane’s shoulder tightened as she got closer and closer to her climax. “Is it better than a cock?” he asked, sucking on one of her nipples. “No.” “Good answer, angel,” he said. Suddenly, the vibrations weren’t as gentle. Ava realised Zane had increased the speed. “I’m so close,” she told him as she rode the toy he was holding. She held her breath when she felt herself getting close to the edge. She knew what was coming, but the need drove her to seek release. The vibrations stopped again, and Ava felt like sobbing. She had been so close.

And in a blink of the eye— He was gone. Vanished like he was never here in the first place. Sweeping along with him the very last bit of peace. The silence following was appalling. And we all stood there—dazed, stunned, trying to grasp the enormity of what had happened. Hailey's voice cut through the silence. Low. Deadly. "We have to kill him." The finality in her tone made me shiver. And I knew, with certainty— This was only the beginning.

“You like it, baby? You like how my cock thrusts into you? Tell me you like it.” Tears slipped from the corners of Elara’s eyes and tracked into her hair. The moans she released were pleasureless, automatic, the sounds a body made when it had learned that silence could be more dangerous than compliance. Her mind detached and drifted backward through the wreckage of the day and the years that had led here.

I knew he was hurting, but had I not suffered just as much? Though my name had been cleared, it was far too late. With red-rimmed eyes, I grabbed my shopping basket and headed out the door. Before leaving, I placed the USB drive on the table. “I hope that by the time I return, you’ll be gone.” … When I came back from the market, the old house was empty. The USB drive had disappeared, and so had Lucas. A wave of relief washed over me.