Sa Yo Silent Sanctuary Novels & Stories

Cause we even sleep in one small bed back in the village with his shirtless all around but I found no sparks, maybe because I’m just trying to ignore him and convinced myself that It was just a part of me idolizing him as my best friend but the more it gets longer the heavier it gets for me to hold this feelings of mine towards this guy with the same name as mine. He ordered foods then we ate like a freaking mute for not uttering even a single word until we finished. And I tell you, it wasn’t that painful to hold yourself to not speak especially when you’re facing the man that you secretly like cause you tried to watch every words that comes out of your mouth and making sure that it is all g

Lauren walked down the void of darkness not knowing where she was. She tried to call for help but strangely, her throat was parched and no sound came out of her mouth. She was scared. her heart slammed against her chest as if threatening to burst out in no time. She shut her eyes tight and closed her ears with her palms. She was lost. “Lauren.” A voice called out in the wind. A voice she knew perfectly well. A voice she could recognise anywhere in the world.

“Then it reappears somewhere else.” “Different shape. Same silence.” “Not everyone wants to speak, Eden.” “Some of us just want a place where being felt is enough.” Eden looked out at the sanctuary. The worn sand. The half-lit walls. The warmth of presence that had nothing to prove. And she said quietly: “I didn’t know silence could feel like this.” Aeris’s voice was the softest it had ever been. “That’s because you spent your life surviving it.” “Now you’re allowed to rest in it.”

Images rushed at me, blurry, fast, sharp. He tried to scream. His mouth opened wide, throat straining as panic overtook him. Instantly, I whispered beneath my breath, low and firm: “Silencio.” And just like that, the sound cut out. His mouth still moved frantically, eyes wide with terror, but no sound came out. It was like watching someone trapped behind glass, screaming in a void. I walked behind him, and pressed my fingers at the side of his head. “Show me,” I whispered, letting the power pull me deeper.

🌹Aurora🌹 I set my phone aside, the echo of Ethan’s desperate plea still ringing in my ears. The silence that followed felt too heavy, as if the room itself was waiting for something to break it. I paced slowly around the suite, each step measured and reluctant. My mind replayed the conversation over and over—the raw pain in his voice, his insistence that I wasn’t meant to be with Damien, the bitter memories of a past lost to my father’s merciless choices. I closed my eyes, willing the voices to fade, but the silence only deepened, wrapping around me like a shroud.

Dylan's consciousness slowly seeped back in, the soft sheet hugging him up in a tempting attempt to give another round of sleep a chance. A smile took up his lips as he lazily spun around on his side, taking a minute to appreciate the peace, comfort, and perfect temperature of the space he was in. **I would run up my phone bills...** He paused at the calm singing voice that infiltrated his head. **you say I'm always leaving you, when you need me the most.**

she whispered. “I don’t either,” Henry replied, voice cracking. They stood facing each other, two broken hearts bound by the same ghost. Outside, the last ray of sunlight faded, leaving the room in twilight. And in that twilight, a new silence settled between them, one heavier, deeper, and more intimate than ever before. The silence between two hearts. Elena suddenly remember how she dead!

“This is not collapse.” “No,” Evelyn replied. “Collapse happens when truth is avoided too long. This is recalibration.” At the townhouse, they sat on the balcony once more, the city stretching endlessly before them. Lights flickered on and off in distant buildings. Lives continuing, unchanged and yet subtly altered by what had shifted beneath the surface. “The silence is gone,” Alexander said. “Yes,” Evelyn agreed. “And what comes after silence is choice.” She leaned into him, feeling the quiet strength of his presence.

Probably because he was their Alpha. The bouncer bowed his head and allowed us through. When we entered, we were greeted with a dark room and a crowd. Bright neon lights decorated the room and loud music blasted on the speakers, causing my chest to vibrate with the base. People filled the room, dancing, drinking, talking, and other stuff I don't want to see again. Overall the place looked cool. The song Say Amen (Saturday Night) by Panic! At the Disco I played and I smiled. I love this song. I squealed and tugged Kae over to the dance floor.

Silas Silence had always been my sanctuary, but in this house, it felt like a loaded gun waiting to go off. I stood in the center of the sunlit kitchen, a glass of ice water in my hand, letting the condensation drip down my knuckles. The quiet hum of the refrigerator was the only sound anchoring me to the present. I traced the edge of the marble countertop with my thumb, the dark ink of the snake tattoo coiling up my forearm flexing with the subtle movement. It was a permanent reminder of the life I had just dragged myself out of, and the shadows I was trying to keep at bay.