Quiet In Her Bones Novels & Stories

Noah didn’t hear her footsteps. He didn’t have to. The door opened with a hushed slide — smart glass reacting to her executive clearance, then sealing behind her with a silent hiss. She moved like a whisper across marble: deliberate, crisp, no wasted motion. Rae Quinn. Perfectly composed in black. Hair tied in a low knot. Dark slate blouse, no jewelry but the platinum cuff at her wrist. She carried no bag. No tablet. No coat. Just a presence sharp enough to gut silence.

Smooth, almost tender, but what struck him most was the bone in it. She had a perfect bone structure. Not that he was a doctor, but in another life, he could’ve sworn he was. Her feet were elegant. He wasn’t sure how else to explain it. Perhaps it was the silence and faint scent of whatever she’d sprayed earlier on her body still clinging to her pulse points disoriented him.

She quickly added, anxious, "Ah, I'm sorry—I shouldn't have mentioned Sylvia today…" She turned to Kip, her expression delicate and pleading: "Kip, did I say something wrong again? I just… I just want to be a proper daughter of the Kenyon family." Her fingers twisted nervously at her gown, a mix of guilt and fragility etched across her face. Mom's eyes reddened even further at her words. My brother immediately spoke up to reassure her, "Silly girl, you are the pride of our family." Kip drew her into his embrace, whispering firmly, "You are the best. There's no need to compare yourself to anyone else."

A month after my remains were discarded, an old woman found my bones. When the police rushed to the scene, they were shocked by what they saw. The forensic expert, Dr. John had a grim expression as he examined the scene. Then, he said solemnly, "The victim appears to be a female between the ages of 15 and 20. She seemed to have died about a month ago. "The bones here are from the skull and legs, so this might be one of the several crime scenes. The bones have been subjected to intense trauma, and the whitened bones were not naturally decomposed. Rather, the killer likely used a small knife to strip the flesh.

“Who? Who’s there?” Quinn stared at the source of the sound, her voice shaking slightly. She had always been afraid of the dark. Moreover, this was an unknown underground world. No one knew what could be down here. After all, she had just seen human bones after falling in here. However, after feeling anxious for some time, she still did not sense any movements in the dark. It was as if she was just hearing things. Finally, Quinn let out a sigh of relief.

I'm absolutely addicted to the woman and I know the guys are too. She has done more then any other woman could do and I know as more years pass we will stay together because I'm never giving up on her. She helped Seth walk and Scott through his illness and even Steven admitted if not for her he doesn't know where he will be. I kissed her head pulled her to lay down and snuggle her till we fall asleep. We got the quiet girl but she is not a quiet woman and fuck if that doesn't make her sexy. As I drift off I realized she went from quiet to outspoken and we helped in that. Now on to new adventures and more time with our quiet woman. The End

“Although the qi disappears, his meridians feel healthy...normal even. Judging his meridians, if I may give a bold deduction, if he ever awakens a Spiritual Bone, it will probably have the pure water element.” Qing Wu You smiled. “The Qing Clan boasts a ‘wood’-aligned Spiritual Bone or Spiritual Body for thousands of years. My mother has a two-element Spiritual Bone for both ‘wood’ and ‘water’ though, so perhaps I got the ‘water’ from her. Too bad since I have no Spiritual Bone--” “Of course, you don’t have a Spiritual Bone!” Yin harrumphed, looking down on the two males like they were blind men who could not describe what an elephant looks like. “Didn’t I tell you that you’re a genius? You

The harem is quiet. Too quiet.

My mocking mind whispering out to me, I let out a frustrated sigh, before shifting my attention back to her. "You're quiet again" Her words fading away sharply, she paused her sentence before parting her lips again. "I want you to tell me Miss Bones, should I be scared about that?, cause only Christ knows what going on in that end of yours..." "Or is it that you are secretly planning to burn the whole company down when we leave tonight, tell me Miss Bones, is that what you're thinking about?..." Whispering out, she immediately laughed at her own awful "Joke" that I never for once considered funny at the first place.

As soon as she scattered wolfsbane powder over the wound, the blood turned purple-black. Nina thrashed within me, but she couldn't manifest at all. The only sound she could make was a faint whimper.