Os Olhos Dele Abriram Simple Silence Novels & Stories

Tears welled. God… the look in his eyes, it could shatter a soul. Could make a grown man drop to his knees. Silence. Suffocating silence. Then Otto spoke again, voice low and cruelly calm. “Pull the trigger.” Time seemed to stop. The man shook his head - just slightly, as if unsure if he heard right. Then…

Silas said, trying to be a voice of calm in the middle of the storm Jonas created. “Damn him to hell! He will answer for this,” I declare in a deadpan tone, leaving no room for any form of protest. Just like that, I feel Lisa stir in her sleep. Silas must have noticed it too, as he looks past my shoulder and towards where she lies. I hurried over to her side, leaning forward as my voice emerged in a hushed whisper: "Don’t be frightened, Lisa. I know you’re awake. Open your eyes." Just as a newborn infant would, she slowly opened her ocean-blue eyes. They settled on me, and she just kept staring.

“No no no,” Too late. The door lock suddenly clicked open. Silence followed. Absolute silence. Then slowly, very slowly, the door began to open by itself.

Chapter 6: The Weight of Silence The car moved steadily through the quiet night. The city lights glared past the windows. The roads were less crowded now, the noise of the conference long left behind. Inside the car, the silence felt heavy. Marcus sat on the driver's seat. His hands rested firmly on the steering wheel, his posture straight, eyes fixed on the road ahead. He had learned over the years when to speak and when not to. In the back seat, Lucas sat slightly turned to the side.

How could I ever resist this man? "Why so?" I said after catching my breath. "Because, I need coffee to wake up so I can pleasure you baby" I couldn’t help but chuckle at his response "Now that, is unfair!" I said and we burst out laughing . He gave me a quick kiss and after I opened my eyelids , I met his staring at me in silence eyes studying me, as if reading something without me knowing. "What ?" I worried but he did not answer that "Come with me" He said instead, a look on his face I couldn’t understand

Thunder cracked so loud it seemed to split the sky. The rift rippled violently. A massive clawed hand began to emerge—larger than even the Devourer’s. Silas’s eyes flew open, glowing brilliant white. “I can’t close it… not alone!”

The water was clear enough for me to see every rock that covered the bottom of it, every color could be seen. "Subhanallah" I whispered as I heard birds chirping around me. The first time I talked my throat felt like sandpaper no one said a word when it came to my past, they knew it all from going through the journal that had been my only companion in the darkness I came from, I didn't say anything when Myra returned the journal to me with tears in her eyes and I looked away from the sympathetic gazes of my family.

A soft movement. A small inhale. And then— Her eyes opened. For a second, she didn’t move. Didn’t react. Just blinked slowly, her gaze unfocused as she adjusted to the light. Then— Awareness hit her too. Her body stiffened instantly. Her eyes widened. And she jerked back slightly, the movement pulling the sheets with her as she looked down. Then at him. Then back at herself. The silence that followed was deafening. Neither of them spoke. Because what could they even say?

At the side of his face in the lamp light, jaw set, doing the thing he does when something matters and he is going to get it exactly right regardless of whether anyone else notices. I lean over and kiss his cheek. He turns and looks at me. "What was that for?" "For being you," I say. "Specifically and completely you." Something in his eyes goes warm and slightly undone. He puts the drawing down. Cups my face in his hand. Looks at me for a long moment the way he looked at me the first time at Archer's, reading something, finding it, noting it away. "The silence is deliberate," he says quietly. "He is letting you wonder what comes next."

Her lips formed weak words as her eyes opened. "It's not finished yet." In the distance, far beyond the trees, another cry echoed louder, deeper, and more terrifying than before. And then... silence.