No Sound But The Wind Novels & Stories

The Voices in the Wind By sunset, the group reached a small plateau surrounded by jagged black rocks. Cassian ordered the soldiers to set up camp. The sky turned deep purple as the moons slowly rose one by one. Luna sat on a large stone, staring across the wasteland. The air felt strange. Almost… alive. Then she heard it. A whisper. Faint. Barely audible. She looked around. “Did anyone hear that?” Kael shook his head. “Hear what?” Another whisper drifted across the wind. Soft. Unclear. Like distant voices speaking through fog.

The blizzard didn’t just howl; it scratched. It began as a dry, rhythmic rasping against the cedar logs of the cabin’s eastern wall—the sound of something searching for a seam in the wood, a weakness in the sanctuary we had barely managed to claim. In my time as the Queen of Rebirth, a sound like that would have been neutralized by an automated turret before it even reached my consciousness. But here, in the hollowed-out silence of the North, it was the sound of a countdown.

This wasn’t like the movies, this was fucking reality and I might end up shooting myself in the face, or worse — end up mistakenly shooting Chris, if I tried using a gun in a situation like this, for the first time. The ground suddenly vibrated as a loud, ear-shattering sound went off, leaving my mouth hanging open and my heart jumping into my mouth in fright. My ears rang loudly for long seconds as I struggled to get a firm grip on my surroundings. The ground still rumbled and the air smelled of sulfur. Like I just stepped into hell. My mind grasped onto the tiny thread of thoughts that made sense now, wasn't that the bomb that Chris and I abandoned? What the fuck did I unknowingly get myse

After I was reborn, I burned every photo I had with Natalie Landers and tore up the three years' worth of love letters Kristen Rhodes had written me. In my last life, I'd been nothing but a joke caught between those two women. Natalie swore she loved me, but the moment I gave up my study-abroad spot for her, she left the country with Freddy Palmer. Before she left, she wrote me a letter, saying, "He needs me more than you do." I spent three months falling apart. Kristen brought me dinner every night and told me, "I've waited eight years for you." Once we were together, she came home on time every evening and never so much as looked at another man. I thought I'd finally bet on the right

“Ryder, tell me you hear that,” Sienna whispered, her voice barely strong enough to hold steady beneath the trembling breath that slipped out of her. She didn’t raise her head, didn’t dare look up at the sky again, because the sound was no longer just sound , it was pressure, ancient and deliberate, folding the air around them like invisible hands crushing the edges of their world.

Only Robin, Kaze, and Hannah remained unfazed by the attack. “Amid the sweeping wind, the flute’s song echoes in the night. The desert sun descends for the crescent moon above. “To the sound of camel bells, I long for my home. I hold onto my sword, leaving letters where I lay my head.” The wind danced along the melody of General’s Order played by the harp, dropping the temperature down on the ninth floor. Robin’s clothes and hair fluttered against the wind, his face unreadable through it all. His eyes remained cold and distant.

Third Person POV Hearing the neighbor's words, Simon froze. Moved out? But… Janice had never told him about her moving. Panic began to rise in his chest. He took out his phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he sent Janice a message. [Janice, you moved?] The message wouldn't go through. He pulled up her contact and tried calling her, only to realize she had blocked his number. The elevator doors opened nearby, and Gem walked over to him.

Silence filled the entire area Well, even though the rustling sound of the wind as it make contact to the leaves of the trees or broken plants was the only thing that was making a noise in this quiet air Maki was constantly trying to prick his ears and was trying hear to any sort of sound that was different from the rustling noise of the leafs from the plants or on the trees and the twigging noise of the woods attached not too firmly to the already out of bloom trees It was too creepy for any one to handle especially for an ordinary person with a normal heart rate

The fire had been burning for so long. Still, she had not called him even once. Nothing. A chill ran down his spine. He fumbled for his phone, refreshing the screen again and again. Call log. Messages. Nothing. No missed calls. No texts. No desperate pleas for help. His heartbeat began pounding violently. A suffocating sense of dread spread through his entire body. Slowly, he lifted his head. His face had gone pale as he stared at the mansion being devoured by flames. Then, he suddenly broke into a run.

Storm held up his hand, with the signal for us all to freeze and listen. We stood there in silence, our ears perked up, trying to pinpoint what was off. The forest was quiet, the only sound being the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze. But then, I heard it - a faint humming noise, like the distant rumble of thunder. Storm's eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the concern etched on his face. Ryker and Blaze exchanged a wary glance, their hands instinctively going to the knives sheathed at their belts. Rain's eyes narrowed his senses on high alert.