Locked In Silence Novels & Stories

The silence stretched, thick and electric. And then—

And then, silence fell between us again. For a moment, neither of us uttered a single word. The silence was thick enough to be cut through with a knife, hanging heavy in the air with the weight of everything unspoken—fear, guilt, love, grief, and hope. Even the wolves in the background—Damir and Maddox—were both barely breathing. Or maybe they are just holding their breath. After what felt like an eternity, Lucian broke the tension. Lucian exhaled sharply, taking his fingers through the air like he was trying physically to steady the storm brewing inside him.

Ensnared in an invisible, impenetrable stillness, the world silences— Ryan fully turns his head, "I will not leave!" Time stands motionless as the two men lock eyes, a fragile connection bridging the vast expanse that is separating them. Words hang suspended in the air, on the very precipice of existence, waiting to be set free. And the younger of the two rekindles life into the silence. With a voice thick with conviction, he dares to confront the truth that stays in the depths of Ethan's gaze. "That is what you want me to say, am I right?" The question flaps like suspended breath, a challenge that demands a response.

"You’ve spent the night playing God with my family’s reputation, you can’t expect me to be perfectly composed when you decide to break into my room at midnight." Silas’s grip on her waist tightened, his thumb hooking into the belt of her dress with a possessive arrogance that made her breath hitch, he didn't pull away, instead, he leaned his forehead against hers, the heat radiating from his body making her head swim. "I didn't break in, Verina, I own the locks, I own the keys, and for the next eleven months, I own the silence you’re trying so hard to keep from me."

--- It would be silent. --- And unstoppable.

My fingers twitch slightly at my side. The guard is still on the ground. Still frozen. Still trapped in whatever I just did to him. I don’t look away from Silas. And this time when the silence stretches It doesn’t feel like tension. It feels like a line. One I just crossed. And I’m not stepping back.

Darkness is a strange kind of silence. It swallows sound. It swallows breath. It swallows the tiny fragments of courage you thought you had left. The penthouse was no longer a home. It was a cage. A gilded, silent cage with walls that hummed faintly from the sealed locks Lucien had triggered.

"Lock you in? What are you talking about? You just need time to think. I did the same thing with your sister when she acted up. Now go!" "No…" "Dad, you can't…!" Judy rushed over. "You want to start, too? None of you ever make things easy for me!" He shoved Judy aside with one hand and pushed me forward with the other. "Dad…" I stumbled inside, my shoulder hitting a stack of boxes. The door slammed shut behind me, and the lock clicked. Darkness swallowed everything. "No… Don't lock it!" Everything fell away. All that was left were flashes of fear. The whip with barbs. The clamps biting into skin. Men laughing as they closed in, hands already at their belts.

The silence that followed It wasn’t empty. It wasn’t uncertain. It was absolute. Because that That was the answer. The one that mattered. The one that couldn’t be undone. Lewis didn’t speak. But his grip on her hand tightened. And he didn’t let go. Not even for a second. Because this time There was no breaking. No separation. No control. Just choice. And it was theirs.

The earth slammed shut. Silence.