Naruto Silent Killing Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“We are always here for you. You know that. We take care of our own, and we protect our own.” He nodded and smiled. “I won’t lie, when you walked out yelling that you were planning on killing Silas…I don’t think I’ve ever had someone get that angry for me.” Finn chuckled. “I mean…we didn’t kill him…” Nate choked on some of the water. “Wait…you actually fought him?” I laughed. “Of course I did! He’s lucky he’s got a golden bond. I would have killed him and not just incapacitated him.”

Sitting in silence he was waiting for her to say what was on her mind fully because from what he had understood from this young beautiful mate of his she always had something to say even if she didn’t want to say it, her facial expressions always showed the need to say more. “Thank you so much Xavier, I can’t imagine what my life would be if I didn’t meet you at the tree by your fence as I was running away” she said as she looked at him her face holding the softest expression he could ever think. “You don’t have to thank me Nathalia, we are mates and we have to save and be there for each other and for the sake of it just so you know, you are mine and I am going to take care of you till I hav

“You think my silence makes me soft. You think because I haven’t stood at this table and roared, I’ve lost control. But you forgot something.” I gripped the edge of the table and bent forward, looking every one of them in the eye. “I don’t roar for attention. I kill in silence.” I took my seat. Finally. Let the silence hang until it screamed. Then I spoke.

A low, rhythmic thrumming began to emanate from his chest—the sound of a hard drive spinning up to execute a command. "Target... unstable," the Silas-Sentry droned. "Initiating... Deletion." --- ## Chapter 63: The Heart in the Static The blade descended. It didn't move fast; it moved with the inevitability of a sunset. I closed my eyes, waiting for the light to scour the last of my soul from the street. *CLANG.*

I feels someone shaking me but my head is to clouded to even comprehend what's happening. I feel my eyelids getting heavy and I feel my self falling in an endless pit of darkness. I could hear him yelling and laughing at my helpless state but I'm too numb to even cry too tired to even shed a single tear. After a while I give in the darkness and welcome the darkness with open arms but even this numbness doesn't lessens the pain. ******************** ___________________________ "Dua!! Baby wakeup. The ride is not over yet. Where's the fun in you passing out" kashan said with a sinister smile on his face that I was able to catch with half open eyes.

A loud crash echoed through the room as the lampshade shattered into pieces. Glass scattered all over the floor. The entire room fell silent—except for Arnold McIntosh’s heavy breathing. He was boiling with rage. Killing someone earlier wasn’t enough to ease the fire burning in his chest. Someone dared to cross him. And that someone was her—that bitch. Behind the closed door stood Silas, gripping a gun tightly. He was the one who ended the poor soul Arnold toyed with earlier. That girl begged for her life, sobbing, terrified, desperately pleading for mercy. But the devil didn’t give her any.

“You’re also very loud.” “I can be quiet.” “Prove it.” I do. For once. I sit in silence until her breathing evens out again. The forest hums low, a warning still vibrating through its roots. It wants me to stop caring. Nyxara would want the same. Her silence tonight means she’s listening through the trees, waiting for me to slip. Waiting for me to make a mistake. When the first faint light of dawn filters through the canopy, I whisper into the hum of the forest, “She’s going to live through this. Try to stop me.”

“What? Did he get tired of you already?” His silent treatment failed him at once. “What?” “Oh,” her eyes got as wide as her smile. “So you can talk?” He clenched his teeth from the strains growing in his belly. With every passing minute, his anger grew as much as his hatred for her. She really was more despicable than he had pictured her to be. And he could feel it was only a matter of time before he made his next decision that could get one of them killed. Depending on her next choice of words it could be him.

Raia's anxiety doubled as Glutton suddenly removed his clothing and revealed his bloodied body. "I've been itching for blood, Raia... I wanted to taste you. I wanted to taste June! And now...I wanted to taste Ryota-kun," he said with a grin. He seemed like a psychopath gone mad. Raia's fear intensified as Glutton suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind him.

“Still quiet. I like that. It means you understand. Silence is obedience. Silence is survival.” But he didn’t want her silent forever. Zane wasn’t the kind of man who was satisfied with compliance. He wanted resistance so he could crush it. Wanted fear so he could mold it. He circled her like a shark, waiting for the first drop of blood, and eventually, he took it.