Novel & Cerita Not So Silent Nights

“A very good one.” I leaned closer. “But?” Because there was always a but. Aisha’s lips parted slightly. “But she’s not as calm as she looks.” My chest tightened. “What do you mean?” Aisha hesitated. Just for a moment. Like she was deciding whether to say it. Then— “Her nights…” She swallowed. “They’re not quiet.” I felt something shift inside me. “What happens at night?” I asked. Aisha’s eyes flickered. “Whispers,” she said.

"He has a performance coming up tonight. Do you want to go with me?" "P-Performance?" "Brandon texted me a while ago to bring you along. I'm not going to put pressure on you, but I need an answer," he said. " 'Whisper of the Silence,' a song made for you and only you. Would you like to listen to it live?"

“Oh?” “Yes. The darkness from beyond night itself wishes bad things, don’t you know?” Ralta smiled. “Then we shall crush them and their hairy pets. This time, we will be ready and will be coming for them. I do so detest being the southbound end of a northbound female dog.” ***

Students were walking in groups while chatting and laughing. Well 35 street was near the Centaury street and that is why its lifestyle was better. Ten turned up the volume. Apple’s favorite song, ‘Ice’ by Athena Soul was playing as a smile slid out at the corner of my lips. “You like the song, don’t you?” asked Ten while he taped his fingers on the steering wheel. ~ ~ ~ “Don’t worry they’ll be here” Ten said while staring at his hand watch. It looked expensive, shiny and huge. I nodded while I looked around the quiet Dark Pub we were in.

The sun was setting at this point and the orange hue was beginning to glow, it’s been a long day. The ride home was faster than I thought, but it still got dark and I had to walk into the house stealthily. Trying my best not to make a sound, I open the door, and try to close it as quietly as I could when the lights come on startling me. “Where are you coming from?” Angela and Ethan stand in the middle of the living room, Ethan crosses his arms and Angela places her hands on her waist. “Just went to take care of some things” I shrug trying to play it cool but I knew Angela wasn’t going to let this go and I really wasn’t ready for this at all.

Don’t even think of laughing. I climbed up my bed, don’t wanna think of how lonely I will feel throughout the night, All alone, with nothing but the company of the silent night. With no other trace of human or any sort of sound made by any living thing. Only the sound that was heard was the one coming from the table clock which is getting so annoying. I looked out my window over to Betty’s house, the light to her room was dim, there was no movement of her seen in the room. “Uggh “ I groaned as I bounced back to my bed.

Both males sighed, knowing how annoyed Revilla was. As the team approached Viktor's hideout, they moved silently, each step calculated. The plan was to surround the building, cut off any possible escape routes, and then move in swiftly to apprehend Viktor. They knew the layout of the warehouse like the back of their hands, thanks to weeks of surveillance. Eryx signalled for them to take their positions. With night-vision goggles in place, they crept towards the entrance. Suddenly, a commotion broke out. Viktor’s men had spotted them. Shots rang out, and the silent night was filled with chaos.

This feels like the longest night in existence. All the lights in the house are out—my mother and grandmother had gone to bed a while ago—and I'm left to lay in the darkness of my bedroom. It's quiet, so painfully quiet. It's gotten too cold for the crickets and now the night is filled with unsettling, infrequent gusts of wind. I'd much rather hear the wet tapping of rain than this silence, but the one night I need noise is the one night of clear skies.

It happened at 2:17 A.M. No warning. No anomaly report. No satellite interference alert. The city simply... went dark. Not a flicker. Not a surge. A complete grid failure. The Silence She woke before she understood why. The air conditioning had stopped. The faint electrical hum that usually filled the house was gone. Silence pressed against her ears. Then she saw it. No skyline glow beyond the curtains. No distant streetlamps. Just black. Her pulse jumped.

Peaceful on the surface. But something feels off. I lie down slowly, pulling the covers over myself. My eyes grow heavy. Sleep comes. Softly. But not gently. Because deep into the night A sound breaks the silence. Soft. Careful. From inside my room. And I am no longer alone.