Extremely Loud And Incredibly Close Novel Novels & Stories

The driver abruptly stopped yelling at me. He took a deep breath and opened his car door. “Get in!” I scrambled into the back seat. The driver floored the gas as he sped recklessly toward the children’s hospital. In the car, I held the unconscious Luna as I watched her flushed face. My fingernails dug deep into my palms. She had been perfectly fine just yesterday. How did she suddenly fall so ill today? Before this, she had been coughing nonstop. ‘Could it be an allergy?’ I thought.

- she hissed, close to fury. - And that's what I like, my dear.- Samael smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and bringing Lilith's body closer so that they briefly touched. - Ah, as always you think just about one thing.- Lilith looked up, more and more impatient.- But if only this can make you open your mind to me...- she added after a moment, almost in a whisper, which sounded extremely sensual, and then kissed him passionately. Samael wanted to focus on his shield at all costs, keeping Lilith out of his mind, but after each caress he felt it became more and more difficult.

Snowflakes landed on my lips, cold and fleeting, as if even they were trying to soothe me. But then there it was a sound. I winced, the vibrations rattling in my skull. Heaven was supposed to be quiet and calm, wasn’t it? Or was I going to hell? I wanted to cover my ears, but my arms wouldn’t move. My fingers felt like chunks of ice attached to my body. The sound wasn’t stopping. If anything, it was coming closer. My closed eyes burned from the cold, but I opened them anyway, only to be blinded by an unbearable brightness.

Her hazel-brown eyes were glowing, radiating an otherworldly light. Stumbling backward, her ears became overwhelmed by the sudden cacophony of sounds. The distant chatter of conversations, the rustling of books and papers, even the subtlest movements from a distance, all converged into a deafening din. She could hear it all, her senses had become extraordinarily heightened.

I picked up the papers and scanned them once more as though I hadn't done that twice already, when we heard the disruptive sounds of girls heading for our corner and almost immediately, he took the books, swiveled me to the edge of the corner, making the board cover us from the sight of others. “What are you doing?” I whispered as my chest heaved against his in the tightly cramped corner. “Shhh..they can't see you here” he murmured, his warm breath on my neck. “I thought you said it was safe” “Didnt say it was safe, just that we needed to stay close” he breathed “Close to her” His scent of oak clung to my nose and his body was so close to mine that I felt his chest against mine but then it w

A quiet exhale leaves him. Then— He leans closer. My entire body stiffens. My fingers curl into the sheets beneath me. What is he doing? My heart starts pounding, loud, chaotic, betraying me. He leans in more. Closer. I can feel his breath now. Warm. Too close. Oh God. Why is he this close? My grip tightens. My eyes remain shut, but everything in me is wide awake, hyper-aware. Then— He sighs. Soft. And instead of anything else…

Escuridade said, her voice cutting through the heavy air like a blade. They exit the dungeon, the light from the setting sun and the noise from the dock almost overwhelming Emile. The transition was brutal. The sudden burst of orange and gold from the setting sun hit Emile like a physical blow, and she let out a sharp, strangled gasp, her eyes snapping shut as she recoiled toward Salvaxe’s chest. The sound of the docks– the clatter of crates, the shouting of sailors, the rhythmic creaking of ships– swelled around them like a rising tide. To Emile, it was not just noise; it was a cacophony of violence that made her skin crawl. “Too much,” she whimpered, her hands flying up to cover her ears.

My throat aches from how loud I screech as my body warps and moves, and I’m left trying to catch up because my head is reeling. My ears prick, and I hear, “Oh my Goddess.” It’s sharp against my eardrums. The vibrations make me wince at the heightened sensation. I tilt my gaze down, and I’m met with paper-white paws. My eyes widen in fear and surprise. No. I must be dead. For real this time. I must be. “Holy shit,” Pike’s voice is so loud I almost cower. I raise my head in the air to find my back bending in an arch. My senses intensify; I can smell everything.

Close. So damn close.

The atmosphere was thick with an eerie and terrifying energy. The change in aura was impossible to ignore, and as I walked in further, a sense of unease washed over me. My grip on my purse tightened, my knuckles turning white with fear. The silence was eerie, almost suffocating as if the air itself held its breath. And then, out of nowhere, a deafening explosion shattered the stillness, sending shockwaves through the building. The sound was so powerful, so intense, that it felt like it could pierce through solid walls. *BAM* The noise reverberated in my ears, leaving me momentarily stunned and speechless.