El Tigre Silencioso 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?"

"There's nothing," he replied. "Alicia, has someone been talking to you? Did they lead you to a misunderstanding?" Charles kept his cool, but his right hand drifted to his leg, a dead giveaway that he was fibbing. He probably did not even notice he did it every time he lied. The weight that had been crushing my heart finally hit the ground with a thud. "What's going on here?" Emily appeared at the top of the stairs, her eyes darting between Charles and me, full of suspicion. The sight of the perfume in Charles's grip made her face go pale.

The smallest girl whispered, “You have eyes like ours.” That hit him harder than he expected. “I guess I do.” He wanted to reach out, but instinct told him to let them come to him. So he sat on the floor, letting them circle him like curious little wolves. Within minutes, the boy—Eli, Serena called him—was showing Lucien his block tower, while the older girl—Aria—quizzed him about whether he liked dinosaurs or tea parties better. The youngest, Lila, stayed close to Serena but watched him with wide, thoughtful eyes.

As if lightning had struck me, my body went stiff, my mind blank. Even though I was just an Omega without a wolf, I had a secret—I could hear the voice of Harry’s wolf and had never told anyone about it before. With that ability, I had always gotten along well with Harry, who was usually so silent and reserved. His wolf was lively and talkative. Through its conversations with Harry, I learned what he liked, what he wanted, and how he truly felt. It was from his wolf that I learned Harry loved me. He had even secretly prepared a grand bonding ceremony.

It became silent suddenly so peaceful that they are not hearing any sound. Suddenly there was a large roar. "Zia run" she shouted as she caught Zia's hands pulling her into running ... that was a tiger's roar ... As they were running the tiger suddenly jumped out of nowhere onto them "ZIA--" ------ Zia opened her eyes with a flinch she is sweating and trembling all over but still, she felt a little cold in the lower part of the body she got up and saw that her undergarments were removed

Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger. Troy walked out of the luxurious building, walking straight towards the exit door. "Bring the car. Right now!" He looked at the middled aged guard standing next to the door, dressed in a uniform, who nodded his head and rushed towards the parking area of the gigantic building. In another 3 minutes a gigantic red colored Ferrari halted on the porch and Troy rushed towards the driving seat. "I will drive." The guard quickly got off from the car, looking at his nervous boss, while Troy sat inside the luxurious vehicle and zoomed it away towards the roa

My heart hammered so wildly that I was afraid whoever was outside would hear it. The vicious, feral snarls, followed by a heavy thud against the tree, made me jump. Someone had slammed into it with enough force to shake the floorboards. Judging from the violent growls outside, it was clear that the security staff was attacked. I could differentiate between lycans and wolves growling easily. Trembling beneath the bed, I heard the snarls tearing through the forest for what felt like a century, praying for the success of Cassian’s warriors. But the silence prevailed in the surroundings all of a sudden, so sharp that it sliced my breath in half.

she screeched over the chaos. Tears ran down Bellamy’s cheeks as he continued to remove the branding, slice by agonising slice. Penny moved to Thea’s side and took her hand in her own, she gave Thea a nod of encouragement as they both began to sing a tune to Lissa. Lissa’s body stilled though, her eyes were still open, tears pouring down her face. “Almost done Lissa, just stay with me,” Bellamy whimpered as he sliced through the last symbol.

I then went out. The loud, irritating giggles and soft mourns inside the minivan was what catch my ears as I approach it. I placed down the tank of oil. I could see Ten’s broad tattooed back facing straight at the window and his head underneath Sophie’s school skirt as Sophie lets out soft mourns. I rapidly pulled the front door open with my gun pointing straight at Ten’s sharp huge face. “Bitch” he said between his teeth with his red eyes staring straight at the gun’s barrel.

The Sound of Silence: Leo’s New Vision Inside the lab, the air was thick with the scent of ozone and Elara's frantic energy. Leo sat on the floor, his eyes wide but vacant. To a casual observer, he looked catatonic. To Elara, who was monitoring his neuro-data, he looked like a supercomputer trying to find a signal in the dark. "I can't hear Meilin," Leo whispered, his voice oddly flat. "But Mom... the silence has a shape." He pointed to a blank section of the air. Elara adjusted her thermal goggles but saw nothing.