Full House Silence Is Not Golden Novels & Stories

The silence of the master suite was broken only by the sound of Silas laughing—a sharp, jagged sound that felt like rusted nails scraping across a chalkboard. There was no warmth in his mirth, only the cold, vibrating triumph of a man who had successfully stolen a kingdom. He reached across the rumpled silk of the circular bed and handed me a crystal glass of deep, dark red vintage, his large, calloused fingers lingering intentionally on mine as the handoff occurred. It wasn't a friendly gesture; it was a tactile reminder of the "Three-Fold Bond" he and Sienna were forcing down my throat.

“Fifty! Fifty thousand dollars for Silent!” Her audaciousness struck a nerve, a nerve that tingled in amusement and irritation. I rubbed the button on my shirt and curled my fingers around the edges of the board. The game was fun while it lasted, but I was done playing. “One hundred thousand.” “One hundred thousand dollars from Number Seventy-Five for Silent. Anyone?” Her board stayed down, and her voice remained trapped in her mouth. I uncrossed my legs when the anchor announced the winner of the Silent brawl.

“You just broke off the merger without any warning!” Mr. Silvester leaned back in his chair, “I had to, Miss Richardson,” he said evenly. “My son wasn’t fond of the decision.” Amy let out a derisive laugh. “Oh, please! Don’t try to pin this on your homo son. You were okay with the merger, regardless of how much he opposed it. This was your decision, not his.” "Stop calling him, Homo. Lady, I'm being generous to let you here or I would've called the security when you entered."

He blushed as he was congratulated. One spectator from afar didn't like any of it. "Fast. Ingenious. Tsk. But he's still deaf. He's useless."

she demanded, her voice brimming with excitement. I shook my head, struggling to maintain a somber expression, and remained silent. Amidst the clamor, someone from the back shouted at the DJ to turn off the music, unable to hear. Lisa, growing more bewildered, turned to Golem, who mirrored my expression of silence. "Someone talk to me! Why are you both silent? Your silence is fucking driving me crazy!" she exclaimed, her concern evident.

someone finally croaked. “This looks like our original hotel… but how did we get here?” No one answered. Silence. Blank stares. A lot of squinting. “Let’s get some food. Maybe chewing something will help me remember.” Everyone nodded like it was gospel. We hadn’t even changed out of our clothes, but we looked just barely presentable enough to make it out. The rest of the house was… quiet. Too quiet. And weirdly clean. Like suspiciously clean. Then—a voice broke the silence.

The Konstantino family had owned it for years, though these days they tend to rent it out from time to time. I didn’t want to show it too much, but I was really excited about this trip. A whole weekend. Just the three of us? Yes, please. “Music?” I asked, reaching for the stereo. “Please, yes,” Kyler said from MY space in the front. “Silas has had us in silence for the past fifteen minutes like we’re driving to a funeral.” “Nothing bad with silence.” Silas defended. I scrolled through Sila’s carefully curated playlists and picked one randomly. It was soft instrumental and jazzy.

His face, still bruised from the fight, looked both handsome and vulnerable, just as it had the day I saved him years ago. Using sign language, I asked if it hurt. He lowered his head, letting out a faint, bitter laugh. "Raelynn, if I didn't come here, would you have ever asked me that?" he questioned. He glanced at me with an unreadable expression, then turned to leave. "Don't get your hopes up," he muttered. "The Joslins would never let Harvey marry a mute person. You'll never get anywhere trying to climb that high." I lifted my hands to respond but stopped myself.

They giggled and whispered. Silas walked up onto the stage and stood in front of all of them with his hands placed on his hips. He cleared his throat. All of them immediately stopped talking and all eyes were on him. Power radiated off of him and his voice was loud and clear as he spoke out to them, "We have a visitor."