Muted Novels & Stories

I bowed my head and waited for whatever he was going to tell me. “Don't get your hopes up, mute. Put yourself together because I know exactly what's going on in your mind right now and trust me when I say that's never going to happen,” He frowned and I sighed. My hopes were dashed again. “Since you're mute, I'm not really going to waste my time with you. The only thing I'm grateful to the moon goddess for is that you can hear me and so, I wouldn't have to stress myself while talking to you today,” He paused and moved closer than bent to look into my eyes. “You're the only one who isn't affected by the kind of power I have, and I think it's because we're mates,” I facepalmed.

Jillie It’s been a week, and Jarren’s still mad at me. This was a first. I wasn’t particularly mad at him anymore, but I wasn’t about to let him know. If he was mad, then I would still at least act mad. As childish as that may be, it was no more childish than him giving me the silent treatment. If lucky, he’d say ten words to me in a day. At this point, I was starting not to care. My hormones were going into overdrive, and I was more focused on not murdering anyone who made me mad than worrying about his ridiculousness.

A bright light flashes over me once, and a transparent screen seems to appear in front of her. "What are you doing" I whisper fearfully, but she ignores me. She keeps looking at the alien words on the weird screen. After about five seconds, the screen disappears. She again presses a button on the wall, but this time a red one. Four beeps sound out, and multiple lights begin to flash over me. As they flash, they change color and grow in brightness until I have to shut my eyes. As soon as my eyes close I realize my chest doesn't hurt anymore and my body doesn't feel as sore as it did while I was in the wheelchair.

he let out, sounding as calm as he was internally. She smirked and pulled her arms over the couch again, "You're right, that was a lie. Seems you do know all there is to know." He let out a light scoff. Maybe try telling him something he didn't know better. "Then do you know this," she clasped her hands, a confident look pulling up her face. "The reason why he doesn't have his voice. He was never born mute." That's because you took it bitch.

But instead of anger, he chuckled–a rumbling sound that vibrated through his chest. His brows arched and amusement danced in his stormy eyes. “Did you just hit me, Kitten?” Heat flooded my cheeks and I frantically shook my head. My fingers curled against the sheets before I lifted them, spelling out a single word in the air. M.U.T.E His amusement faded into something more serious and he stared at me long and hard as if scrutinizing me. Then slowly, he nodded. “Not dumb then. I will call you mute.” his voice was quiet, but the acknowledgement made my throat seize.

Everything is so muffled and strange sounding like it's underwater, or through a tunnel, or both. "Hey, what do I do? You know what happened" he muffled voice says "hey! This is not my fault, it wasn't supposed to happen like this. Now what do I do with her? She won't move, her eyes are wandering all over the place." He informs whoever is on the other end of the phone. It's silent for a moment

Damien manned the feed in the control room, tracing data in real time. Halfway through the broadcast, Luna smiled faintly and said, “If I’ve learned anything in this business, it’s that silence doesn’t protect you. It buries you.” The live chat lit up with hearts and support, and then everything glitched. The screen flickered. The feed crackled with static. Luna’s mic cut out, replaced by a distorted audio. Her face froze mid-sentence. On the control panel, a new video signal forced its way into the stream.

Minus repeated. “No, not you baby, I was talking to my brother.” The word baby slipped out of my mouth so naturally that it startled me. I was mortified. The moment it left my lips, I felt the heat creep up the back of my neck, and my ears start to burn. “Baby?” Hatch growled. “What was that, Cricket? Something about your brother? Sorry, I’m in the back of a van.” At least Minus hadn’t heard me. “I’ll meet you at the place, ready to go, as soon as possible. Um, over and out,” I said, and hung up.

》 My heart stuttered. It was the demon. After almost two days of silence. I didn’t answer. Just kept nudging the bread like it was the most fascinating thing I’d ever seen. 《Why aren’t you talking? You usually have a lot to say.》 Still nothing. 《I’ve heard of this before. Is this the silent treatment?》 My lips twitched. Damn it. I bit back a smile and stayed quiet. 《I can find a way to get you unmated.》 That made my brow lift. I shoveled a mouthful of whatever-the-hell-they-fed-me into my mouth but still didn’t reply.

A soft gasp followed immediately, and my vision went red. “Livia!” I roared. “Talk to me!” Nothing. My voice wasn’t reaching her, as it seems they're already carried away by whatever they are doing. I pulled the phone from my ear and stared at the screen and everywhere was muted. “She muted me…” I whispered in disbelief as I placed the back of my ear. Her soft moan cut through the line almost immediately. “Hayden…” The sound shattered something inside me. “You are doing this on purpose,” I growled. “You picked up just so I can hear this,” I said as another breathless laugh followed.