Requiem For A Loud Novels & Stories

The clinic always felt too quiet in the mornings, as if silence seeped down from the ceiling tiles and settled over everything. Lola Smith could hear the hum of the lights, the slow whir of the automatic doors, even the soft scrape of her own shoes across the polished floor. She didn’t mind the quiet, not really. But on certain days, when her thoughts were too loud, she wished for more noise—anything to drown out the feeling that her life was idling in neutral.

While clinging to the last bit of my strength, I stood up, grabbed the divorce agreement from my handbag, and threw it at Jake’s face. “I’m divorcing you, Jake!” Then, right before Jake’s disbelieving gaze, I stumbled toward the door, but soon after I started walking, my vision turned black entirely, and I fell forward again. Right before I lost consciousness, I heard shouting. “Mrs. Green is bleeding!” “Call the ambulance!” “Luna!”

She still wanted our bond even after everything that I had done to her. It was as if the universe was listening to my thoughts or some shit because I heard my voice echoing in the auditorium. “You’ll fight me until you can’t. And when you finally break, when you surrender—I’ll be there to show you what all of my whores like. You’ll be begging me not to stop. You’ll beg for my dick like a good little bitch. Who knows? Perhaps I’ll give you a taste.”

Lauren rebutted, confidently. "Are you sure about that? Listen to this." At first, Lauren heard nothing but the noise from the party. Just when she was about to sneer, she heard Malcolm's voice. His voice wasn't loud but the entire hall was pin silent so she could hear everything he said. She listened for a few minutes before her mouth opened in shock. She was so D. O. O. M. E. D!

"Your existence is destructive, you'll bring disasters in the life of your loved ones" I cried my heart out, the fear absorbed me, but the dreadful voice seemed to neglect my suffering and continued "you traitor! Murderer! Wait for your karma to destroy you as you destroyed them," The voice kept on echoing. I covered my ears in horror. I screamed but I couldn't find a single soul that could offer me a helping hand. I could listen to the voice rising wild and nigher the trees and its leaves the drifting air, the ground that I was fallen on with misery the rocks that stood still in its might all that existing around me whirled in a motion and whispered "It's time for your retribution, it's ti

I sighed in relief when I saw the couch on the other side of the room was empty. No Barbarian in sight. I took a moment to really look around the room. The gold trimmings on the curtains, the bedding, everywhere—it was all so luxurious. “ Knock! Knock! “ Merilla's voice suddenly echoed in my head.

I had four days left before the poison consumed my organs entirely. All I wanted was to spend whatever time I had left with the woman I loved, but I could not reach her. The next day, I learned that Enzo Marchetti, the first love she had never forgotten, had returned from overseas. "Let's get divorced. The love of my life is back." I clutched my chest as a searing pain tore through it. "I'm at the family hospital. I've been poisoned. The doctors won't let me leave.” Her voice turned sharp and cruel. "I don't care if you're poisoned or dying. Even if you drop dead the next second, you need to come back and sign the papers." The last trace of warmth inside me went cold. I answered calmly,

They carry the weight of permanence, the kind that creaks with menace when pushed open, like they are warning you that once you step inside, there is no easy way back out. And as if not enough, they are framed by bouncers in all-black with that dead-eyed stillness only men paid to break bones can manage. Bass music pulses faintly even through the metal, a promise of chaos waiting inside. The air reeks of sea salt and flowers, mixed with the sharp tang of spilled beer clinging to the pavement. “Is that …” Lee sounds a bit lost, so I butt in. “Yep, that’s Damion Grimm. A beautiful specimen of the male species — champion, adrenaline junkie, big on speed, not big on taking things slow. Mel’s hub

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to Because after all, I foolishly love you -Gabbie Sanchez 🔸🔸🔸

She took slow steps towards it. Upon opening the door, the pretentious tranquility ended. An utterly unexpected sound took over the silence. In front of her lay a long hallway, and somewhere somebody was playing the piano. The music was loud and haunting. She tried to stay logical and calm. This entire part of the mansion must be soundproofed. She followed the music. Immediately Danica recognized it for being a famous piece. The Requiem by Mozart. Whoever playing it was extremely talented. Without the choir and the orchestra, it had affected her no less. The evocative quality it held.