I Miss The Quiet Lord X Mga Nobela at Kwento

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN — Godric — I’ve always said there’s more poetry in silence than in words. Especially when it’s the kind of silence that wraps around someone’s throat and makes them gasp without ever realizing they’re suffocating. Tonight, that silence belongs to Aphrodite. And Duncan Moretti is the one tightening the leash. But not too tight. Not yet. Just enough to make her twitch. Just enough to make her wonder if she enjoys it.

“I can only advise you to try to find solace in this certainty, that your soul may know peace until you are finally permitted into your Deity’s embrace.” The lapis-lit cavity within the depths of the earth is silent, broken by occasional, soft breaths, or the falling of droplets rippling into crystalline water, and earth rattling vibrations that is her laughter. After the flurry and noise of battle, the jungles of Ma’Nyla ring instead with stillness. Neither the fallen nor the gasping victors move for a long moment, clinging to whatever respite is granted them. “Where is your lord, Kofe?!” PiercingGaze jars the living, making her voice heard again.

Tears slipped from the girl’s eyes as the psychopathic lord knelt in front of her, gently tucking her wavy brown hair behind her ears; his niece trembling with fear. “Trust me, kid. You will sleep after this.” The lord of hell mumbled, delicately wiping away the tears that slid down her cheeks. “Please ... Please don’t do this, I’ll sleep; I will.” She sobbed, unable to move as the psychopathic lord leaned towards her; continuing to wipe away the tears that escaped her eyes. “I know you won’t be able to sleep until much, much later; and I don’t want to hear your screams and cries all night.” Darkous whispered almost soothingly, leaning back on his feet; before moving to stand.

Silence takes over the moon community as they go through the Gaylord wrath, each and every single wolf Is made to be on there knees as Larry keeps on doing what He had long waited for. I froze once again and took a deep breath, I could not let him kill the wise lady I had to intervene.

I'm suing you for trampling on my privacy! Her eyes were blazing, like she was clinging to the last lifeline she had. I gave her a cool, measured look, a slow smile playing on my lips. "Seriously, are you clueless, or have you been goofing off so much you can't even remember your own actions?"

[ MISUNDERSTOOD WORDS LINGER TOGETHER IN A GAME OF LOVE! ] ••• Hushed — completely quiet. The art room was ambushed by a heartbreaking, rude blue code of silence, however, this seemed to be fine with Travis. The whole spacious compartment was well-kept and neat; it did not look like it was a room no longer in use and of course, that was all thanks to Travis and David. "No one has landed a hand on you, I see!" Travis quietly growled as soon as his eyes caught his mother's portrait still in the same place he had left it.

Breathing all intense. Lord, not this.

"Secondly, why would I want you as a friend? " Her long hair is jet black and hangs straight down her back. She stands very still, with her arms crossed in front of her chest. The room is silent, and Athena could swear that she could hear the faint sound of her watch ticking in the background. Though she was quiet, her presence spoke volumes, for there was a depth to her that went beyond words. Her thoughts and emotions swirled around her like a gentle breeze, but they were not meant for the ears of others- not for Nyx.

But with each passing day, these whispers became louder, more persistent, making it harder for her to ignore them. Jane's silent love for Mike was a ticking time bomb, a storm brewing beneath the calm surface. Each laugh, each conversation, and each shared moment added to the intensity of her feelings, pushing her closer to the edge. As she stood on the brink of this emotional turmoil, Jane was about to embark on an extraordinary journey - a journey of love, of unspoken confessions, and of silent whispers of longing. Her story was just beginning. This was her story - the story of a girl who loved her best friend in silence, the story of silent whispers of love.

Instead, he quietly found a seat and sat down. Most of the shop's customers were students. Seeing a man with such a commanding presence, they all pulled out their phones to secretly take pictures. Within minutes, rumors were flying. "The mute lady's restaurant just got visited by a drop-dead gorgeous CEO!" Oddly enough, Nissa's business only got better. After the lunch rush, the restaurant finally emptied. Nissa kept her head down as she went out to clean the tables. She did not dare look up, but she could feel Benjamin's eyes watching her the entire time.