Shoko A Silent Voice Novels & Stories

Her voice shook as she looked at Shiloh. "Shiloh, please don't be mad at me. I never meant for Zach to die." Before, Shiloh would've broken down. She would've screamed through tears, demanding to know why Manuel kept protecting the woman who got their son killed. Now, she said nothing. She lay there with her eyes closed, like she was asleep. Her face was pale. She looked painfully thin. From the doorway, she seemed painfully fragile. A dull ache settled in Manuel's chest.

Same one he texted me yesterday. William called right then. "You here? Want me to come down?" His voice? Instantly grounding. I looked over at Nathan's face—stormy as hell. "Nah. I'll come up." Guess he heard me, because his head snapped my way. His face was a weird mix—half shocked, half thrilled, with a whole lotta something boiling underneath. He kicked the broken phone aside. "Jo..." That was it. Just the first syllable. Then silence.

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.

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.

It blazed outward, not to destroy—but to restore. The silence shrieked—not with sound, but a fracture in the world. A scream made of cracks. The others braced, blades raised—but Ezra was the only one the silence touched. And this time, he didn’t flinch. --- He walked straight into it. And for a moment—everything disappeared. --- Ezra stood in nothing. No floor. No air. Just absence. Then—he heard it. > A voice. His own. Not speaking. Just existing. Repeating.

" Shane closed his eyes in pain. His head hung low, and his voice was hoarse. "I know it's all my fault. "I just hope I can stay by your side. "I don't mind being treated like a stranger. I'll just watch over you two in silence." I said nothing. After turning around, I walked to the window and watched the sky gradually turn dark. "Leave, and don't come back." Shane stood frozen there for a long moment. Only when I repeated my dismissal did he stagger away. His silhouette with the scenery of sunset behind him looked lonely and desolate.

] [I wish you and Sophia happiness. [This is goodbye. Let's never meet again.]

she shrugged her shoulders sheepishly. Aggie knitted her eyebrows together again before realisation finally dawned on her. “OOOOHHHH,” she swatted her hand in the air as she turned back to face Thea and Penny. “Zohria knows about us, you don’t have to be so secretive around her,” she giggled as she tucked a lock of her copper hair behind her ear. Bellamy turned to look at Zohria, his forehead creasing as he tilted his head. “You’re a succubus? That’s an interesting turn of events.” A knowing smirk spread across his face.

My heart raced. Another sound came...closer, deliberate. My voice shook. “Who’s there? I’m… I’m not joking!” The silence stretched, broken only by the soft creak of movement. I took a step forward. “I swear… if this is a joke, I....” Then a shadow emerged. I screamed. “Fuck!” “Gosh… what the fuck!" I hissed. “Don’t do this next time… why are you here?” The figure stayed silent, calm, unyielding.

"You thought I was a fool?" She knew it was useless arguing him. "Why are you silent, couldn’t answer?"" "My silence means I am tired of fighting and there is nothing left to fight for, I am tired of explaining my feelings to you but now I don't have the energy to explain them, right now I am on a self healing process and I am trying to forget everything that I ever wanted from you, I have always adapted to the changes in my life and even now I'm going to adjust and I'm not complaining, I am just trying to move on gracefully with all my dignity, I will definitely return your money, sorry and thanks for everything.” with that she walked away tears clouding her vision, rubbing it with the back