Doctor Silent Hill Novels & Stories

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?"

He chuckles at my words. " It doesn't? ," " no it doesn't ," I noticed Clay standing aside at first I thought. He was mad at me and planned to punish me for what I did. But when I saw him playing with his fingers, looking anywhere but me, I knew he was scared to talk to me. I didn't push. " Great, she's up. " a man that appears to be a doctor walks in " Hi, I'm doctor sylvan " he introduced himself to my doms

"I'd forgotten what quiet sounded like." Silas locked the door behind us, then activated what looked like additional security measures—digital locks, privacy screens, probably some kind of signal dampening to prevent electronic surveillance. Coalition paranoia, but I was grateful for it. Whatever happened in this room, it would be just us. "How's your shoulder?" he asked, moving to examine the graze where the tranquilizer dart had caught me. "Fine," I said automatically, then winced as his fingers probed the area. "Okay, sore. But fine."

Will she achieve her goal or become a pawn in his sick world? Once again, you have been warned and can turn back if you are uncomfortable with the warning. Welcome to The Silent Stalker!

"He knew the board would try to digitize the blood-oath, so he hid the physical proof of the Thorne insolvency in the one place they would never look, a place that doesn't have a single line of code or a biometric sensor." "Where, Verina?" Silas asked, his voice dropping into a professional, lethal register as he brought the sub into the dark, moss-covered slipway, the scent of old wood and stagnant water filling the cabin as the engines hummed to a halt. He looked at her, his dark eyes searching hers for a sign of the "little bird" he had married, but finding only the same cold, calculating fire that currently burned in his own soul.

Silver Hale felt it the moment the room fell quiet. The conversation between Kael and Cairo had faded into the background, their voices blending with the gentle noise of the pack waking outside. Morning light poured through the windows of the Silent Hill house, painting long streaks of gold across the wooden floor. Yet something wasn’t right. Silver stilled where she stood near the window. The sensation returned. A prickle at the back of her neck. Like eyes. Watching. Her fingers tightened slightly against the windowsill.

It was a rhythmic, scratching sound—the sound of a pen on parchment. "Doctor," a voice whispered through the speakers. It was Silas. "I hope you’re ready for the ending. It’s going to be... bloody." The car died. The lights went out. We were trapped in the dark, and I could feel the Shadow in the backseat, laughing.and we ran to library

CHAPTER 22 HYACINTH The dining room was quiet—too quiet. The clinking of silverware against plates was the only sound that filled the air. I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on me. Silas sat at the opposite end of the table, his posture rigid, his eyes deliberately avoiding mine, as if acknowledging me in this setting would somehow shatter whatever calm he was trying to maintain.

“You don’t have to tell him anything. He can see us.” My head swiped up instantly and I searched around for cameras but found none. “How is he able to see us?” I whispered to Sly, almost shoving my body into his. “Are there hidden cameras?” I got ignored again. We stopped right outside a door then Sly typed in a code. The door opened and he stepped aside and gestured for me to enter. “Have a lovely evening Ms. Shirley.”

Her brown hair was perfectly streaked with caramel shades that suited her fair complexion. Anyways the doctor arrived and I didn't knew he was her doctor, especially hers. "Doctor do you know what could've gone wrong with her." Aunty Tabassum asked while uncle Habib kept staring at the hand he raised while shahzain sat beside Dua like a god supportive brother. Back to the conversation "Mrs khan I believe she's in shock. Maybe a painful memory from her past got triggered. According to what she has told me during our therapy sessions that's the only thing I can come up with" the doctor concluded.