Mute Person Novels & Stories

I pleaded with a cute smile revealing my deep and amazing dimple. " Why?" Peter suspended his work at the store. " Am having some issues at home though" I said with a chuckle as a customer came into the discussion. " Sorry to interrupt but am in search of the popular mango soda" a customer said with a cute smile. " You look familiar" Peter said pointing at the customer's face. " I don't know you dear " the customer responded rudely. " You look just like a friend of mine" Peter said placing his hands on the customer's shoulder.

It sounded like an AI trying to parse the concept of human finality. "Kael, stop playing games," Pim hissed, her grip tightening on the phone. "Where are you?" "I am where the data ends, Pim," the voice replied, its pitch modulating, rising and falling like a waveform. "The secondary user is no longer required for the completion of the project. You and your sister have been... optimized."

"For now. He's on strict vocal rest." Mira didn't look concerned. She looked... intrigued. "Mute," Mira mused. "The Silent Hero. The man who acts but doesn't speak. That's... that's actually kind of hot." Elion suppressed a shudder. "It's a medical condition, Mira." "It's a brand," Mira corrected. "Okay. We can work with this. We'll do a 'Silent Interview'. You sit with him. You interpret. You speak for him. It's romantic. It's codependent. The audience will swoon."

It was to Look Away. You picked up the device. Your thumb hovered over the "Delete" button. But then, the man at the car looked up. He didn't see you through the fourth wall. He just saw a neighbor at a window. He didn't wave. He didn't smile a "Shark's Grin." He just Nodded. A simple, human nod of acknowledgment from one person to another. "Final Audit Result:" the screen whispered. "Status: [USER DISCONNECTED]. Narrative Equity: [TRANSFERRED TO REALITY]."

“Susan’s nickname is Susie and because her normal number just got terminated by her, we just figured out that she might be the one using this identity. Oh…devil king, you can choose to believe us or not. We are out on errands. Please show yourself out “they said and then left the house. Ethan suddenly had a naughty smile on his handsome face as he muttered “let the game begin” “Peter, I need a fake phone number and name. I need it in 5 seconds” he ordered over the phone and Peter frown “Boss, people haven’t reached their work places yet. It is too early and I won’t be able to get back to you in 5 seconds. Give me at least 2 hours “Peter replied. “Wherever, just break in to the fucking office

His scent—cedar, smoke, him—filled my lungs and steadied me. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't know. I didn't know I—" "Shh," he said. "You don't have to apologize. You didn't do anything wrong." I looked up at him. His silver eyes were soft, tender. Nothing like the cold playboy everyone saw. "I'm a Mute Omega," I said. My voice was raw, barely a whisper. "That means I'm—" "Dangerous," he said. "Yeah. I heard."

"Charlie, let's talk." For the first time, she spoke to me—calmly, almost evenly—as if I were not a mute. Carla let out a cold laugh and stepped in front of me. "Forget it. Talking to someone like you might be contagious." "Charlie, are you really hanging around someone with that kind of attitude?" My expression cooled. I took out my phone and typed: [At least she doesn't insult a mute to his face and call him a mute.] "I misspoke before," Madison said quickly. "I have something serious to ask you. About the LeoWinter ID. Just five minutes, okay?"

Just voice notes, text, and—if you were brave—video. Designed for people who wanted connection without the mess of faces and futures. I created a profile in five minutes flat. Handle: VelvetRain Bio: “One night left me ruined. Looking for distraction that doesn’t ask questions.” Avatar: a close-up of rain-streaked window glass, nothing identifiable. I didn’t expect much. Just something to take the edge off. The first few matches were predictable. Dick pics (instant block). Boring small talk. A guy who wanted to role-play as professor and student (hard pass).

An amused look was plastered on his face but I wasn't fvcking amused, it was he who stole my system. Without even stressing my brain to think, I can already conclude Mr. Pompous' role in this. "Sorry... Boss... I didn't mean to laugh" Mr Mute handed my laptop back to me before hurrying out of the scene. I turned my head slowly to see Mr. Pompous' eyes still on me, he had a serious look this time. "You don't expect everyone to be sad like you," I told him and he fired almost immediately, "Are you backing him up?"

of my friends,he would always glance my way. Finley I cought Mark by himself, Mark can we talk? Shoot! I ya, I'm sorry for earlier today I said. He moved his hand through his hair and said for me not to worry about it. Rilly, Sam really likes you alot. He does? Yeah he umm wanted me to ask you if you would send him a selife. No,he did wow. I'm not good at selife s. Well I can take it if you want me to. Sure I said as I took off my towel and stood there. Mark smiled and looked at me. What? I said. No pose? He asked, come on Rilly give me a pose he will love.. I looked at him smiled and said how about more than one. Sure thing he smirked, ready when you are he said. We took two silly pitcher