Requiem For A Loud Novels & Stories

There was no immediate response on the other end—just muffled, indistinguishable sounds. Assuming it was a bad connection, Joanna turned up the volume, accidentally routing the call through her car's Bluetooth system. Suddenly, the strange sounds amplified, filling the car with unmistakable noises—frantic gasps, the rhythmic thud of bodies colliding, and a woman's moans of ecstasy. Then Addison's voice followed, sultry and demanding."Henley, honey... tell me I'm the one you love the most! If you don't, I won't let you finish!"

I loved them they betrayed me,Felix I done everything for him I guess we are not meant to be together They broke me and now killing me,all because of love,they will pay for this,I will make them pay But am dying what can I do am gone already pim pim pim pim my conscious is slipping and am gone just like that I know am gone I can feel it am gone darkness consume me I can hear noises"gosh it annoying,can't they just keep quite" "Aren't i died or did I survive the noise is annoyingshut up" I screamed and opened my eye the scene before me left me dumbfounded "Am....back ,am really back...." T b c

Liam's fingers rested lightly on Howser's wrist, and with each gentle tap of his index finger— Thump— Thump— Thump— A sound, reminiscent of a heartbeat, echoed continuously. Each tap from Liam's finger produced a dull, resonant noise. "What is he doing?" Ida, unable to understand the situation, turned to Qassim with a look of dissatisfaction and asked, "Master Xera, what exactly is that fraud Liam doing, making such a loud noise?" However, her question went unanswered. Qassim, upon witnessing the scene, stood rooted to the spot, eyes wide and face filled with shock. Each reverberating sound seemed to strike his heart, leaving his mind blank with astonishment.

*"Yet you... you are a dissonance. A *stain*." Eden's scars flare, gold light spilling into the dark. The Requiem tilts her head. *"Ah. The Cantor's little refrain. Let me fix that."* She plucks a string. The melody in Eden erupts, a scream that tears through his veins. He collapses, clawing at his chest as the gold light fractures, piercing his skin like needles. I lunge, but the Requiem flicks a wrist. The air solidifies, crushing me to my knees. *"Hush,"* she croons. *"This is a *mercy*."*

I looked out across the bloodstained courtyard, and I saw more than loss. I saw resolve. “We are Obscura Arcanum,” I said. “And we do not fall.” The courtyard was still. Empty. All of us were still. I hadn’t realized before how loud it had been only a few hours ago. Screams, shouts, cracking spells, and magic shattering against magic. Shattering against flesh. Shattering against bone. The courtyard wasn’t silent. It was that kind of quiet that hangs heavy, threaded with echoes. Ash hung in the air like dust from old bones. The sun was fully risen now, but it didn’t warm the stone underfoot.

the laughs that soon turned into screams and cries. If possible I can hear my pleading cries. I can feel every tear I cried maybe because even uptil now they haven't dried up. They still fall because I once thought my life right now would be a happily ever after but I guess not. If someone would've told me 9 years ago that I would be divorced and mute and broken I would've yelled at them or maybe even laughed but now I guess happily ever afters don't exist. I make my way through every room. Every corridor, every hallway. The flashbacks of me screaming, yelling , crying, begging and suffering comes back. The further I go in the house I'm getting closer to that room. The room where hell broke

" With that, Carter steadied Jodie by the waist and walked toward the door. Staring down at the mess scattered across the floor, I called out for the housekeeper, Hilda Lukasiak. The mansion, however, stood in eerie silence. With a sigh, I carefully picked up the shattered porcelain bowl and tossed the pieces into a nearby trash bin. Just then, a flash of lightning split the night, followed by a thunderclap that rattled the walls. Startled, I collapsed to the floor. In my panic, I tried to get to my feet, but my hand struck the jagged porcelain, leaving deep cuts along my palm. Taking a moment to steady my breath, I scrambled for my phone and called the family doctor, Frank O'Connor.

By the time Benjamin finished giving his statement at the police station and returned home, it was already past midnight. The moment he stepped into the house, he sensed something was wrong. It was too quiet. The massive mansion was shrouded in darkness. Not a single light was on. The occasional chirping of insects and whisper of wind in the courtyard suddenly felt jarring, eerily loud in the stillness. Benjamin frowned instinctively. No matter what time he came home, Nissa always left a light on for him. She once said that was what made it feel like home.

With his head held high, Alfred retorted, "I know exactly what I'm doing. Let's get one thing straight. I've been fed up with you for ages. For three years, I've been asking for some legitimacy, but you've stubbornly refused, leaving me to be mocked as the gigolo. Who are you trying to fool with your so-called deep love? "You're fond of Nelson, right? Well, today, you're going to watch him get degraded." Alfred seized Jennifer by the hair, his smirk directed at me like a challenge. "Let's get this show on the road." I watched the men charge at me with a cool detachment. Then, suddenly, the sound of gunfire erupted from outside, and one by one, the attackers crumpled to the ground. Alfred's e