Re Deadly Silence Novels & Stories

Her heart started aching again, she missed them so much and wished they'd just magically appear and tell her that they weren't dead and were there to take her back but it was impossible. They were dead and they were gone very far away from where she was. She had no one to turn to, no one to help her, she was all alone in her world with no one to turn to . She wished Derek had just killed her rather than going through the pain and suffering of always remembering that her parents were dead and her life a living hell

Of course a big fight was going to ensue with Sampson and Odessa winning and living happily ever after. The Beautiful Silence- Jocelyn was finally going to break though Lola's locked memories and find where Gunner was hiding. Since her memories would be unlocked Lola was able to return to her normal life with her second chance mate, Paul. They finally track down Gunner and destroy him. Trinity goes back with Antonio and Lorenzo to their pack and Jocelyn becomes Luna of Quinton's pack.

Lightsticks beamed brightly in the darkness, flooding the space with vibrant hues. "Silence speaks for those who listen." Kyle's magnetic voice came through as he jumped down the swing. The music gradually grew louder. "This song tells the story of a boy who took forever to understand the whispers of his silence, finally losing the girl he loves," he continued. "Hope you'll enjoy it."

Everyone can hear the silence between them. “The nobles decided to share this little treasure to everyone…” he said, then two guys appeared from the back of the stage while carrying a bag. It took for a moment until they opened the three bags and everyone was shocked from what they saw. “What is this?” “Wait…is this for real?” ‘They’re not joking right?” Everyone gasped as they saw three dead bodies in front of them. “Two of them are from last year’s goods, while the other one is a fresh student from Murray Building and was killed just this morning,” he said, which makes everyone speechless.

Silence. The silence was so loud. It carried about the ashes of memories, walking by and sprinkling their memoirs like carriages. it was the kind of silence that could choke you without holding you, the silently toxic kind, slowly circling you as if it were playing a childhood game and then... bam. you are dead

“Then what happened?” “It rejects absence.” Elena frowned. “I don't understand.” Architect Zero stirred inside Adrian. His eyes became white. “I do.” Elena rushed toward him. “Zero?” He looked weak. “The Silence doesn't kill.” Subject One stared at him. “We just lost six million Genesis subjects.” “No.” Zero looked at the black figure. “It removes.” “What's the difference?” “Death leaves history. Memory. Consequences.” His voice dropped. “The Silence removes the fact that something occupies existence.”

At the DeLuca Family banquet announcing its new advisor, Matteo said he was going to end nine years of secrecy and finally acknowledge our relationship in public. I stood in the back row of the banquet hall, so nervous I'd crumpled my prepared speech into a ball. Over nine years, I'd cleaned up the port books for him three times, negotiated two cross-border shipping routes, and taken a bullet for him. Everyone knew the DeLuca Family had a female advisor who never showed her face, but no one knew I was that woman. I thought that after tonight, I would finally stop being his shadow. Until the screen at the front of the banquet hall lit up. There was no photo of us. Instead, there was only a si

But the silence prevailed in the surroundings all of a sudden, so sharp that it sliced my breath in half. My entire body shook as the sound of bodies hitting the ground came from outside, the unmistakable, sickening weight of men collapsing. I recognized it in a heartbeat. The rhythm of death! I had heard it all my life from the other side of walls and doors! My pulse skittered as only wolves’ growls now echoed in the forest, washing a wave of despair over me. The lycans weren’t roaring anymore, and it was a sign that death wasn’t far away from me.

Diane The silence after the gunshot is a living entity. It settles, dense, heavy, replacing the very air. It absorbs the last echo of my own broken voice, the guards' grunts, Volkov's breathing. It clings to the padded walls, the silk drapes, making everything deaf, muffled, unreal.

*silence* Rex has had enough of the silence, he stepped back and stomped his foot forcefully on the doorknob breaking it from the hinges. He quickly enters searching for her in the small washroom until his eyes finally found her inside one of the lockers. Cherry was sitting still on the cold floor, her eyes set straight and body slacking from depression. Her head was tilted to the side while her back leaned against the wall.