Silence Golden Novels & Stories

The Hollowsmith's clockwork face arranged itself into an expression that glass and bronze should not have been able to produce. Exhaustion. Relief. Hope. "Because I am the spaces between," the Hollowsmith said. "I am the Silence. The same Silence that ate Door Fifty-Three. The same Silence that nibbled at the choir's relay. The same Silence that has existed in the pause before every word and the gap between every note since before creation began." Jack's grip on the compass tightened. "You are the Silence."

Club Gold. The name alone feels like a taunt, a reminder of the gilded cage I find myself in. The gold glitters, the champagne flows, and the beautiful people dance to a thumping beat. But behind the façade of luxury, I can sense the darkness, the secrets, the unspoken threats. Keith dropped me off hours ago, his face etched with a tension he couldn’t quite conceal. He mumbled something about needing to handle business and promised to make it up to me later. But I could see the guilt in his eyes, the flicker of something he wasn’t willing to share. He hasn’t called or texted since. Evelyn has been my constant companion, a shadow guiding me through the labyrinthine corridors of Club Gold.

****** Silence stood on the beach, the wind tugging at his coat, his gaze fixed on the woman ahead. Aurora. She stood by the water, her golden hair catching the moonlight, dancing like it had a life of its own. She stood elegantly, watching the ocean. This had been something she loved to do to escape reality. She loved the beach so much, and Silence sometimes watched her. He didn’t move. He didn’t need to. He had watched her for years, from a distance, too afraid to close the space between them. Afraid of what he might find or feel.

The class gets quiet instantly, Mr Ken makes a gymnasium full of kids silent in one second. Golden walks in as everyone takes a seat and Cole starts whistling. And the whole class starts applauding. She stops in her tracks surprised at what is happening. “Isn’t my girl just gorgeous?” Cole says and stands up to pull a chair for her next to him. “Okay, okay. Settle down” Mr Ken says and the class goes quiet again. “You need to stop doing that,” Golden says to Cole when she finally sits down. “But it’s true” Cole says and he has a huge smile on his face.

Harlan shouts, reaching for a weapon he isn't allowed to carry in the UN. "I am the Silence," the entity says. "I am the one who watched you from the dark." The black spot on the map. The predator Aria saw. "Your network is loud," the Silence says. "It is chaotic. It is... inefficient." The screens flash red. "I have come to bring order." BOOM. The windows of the Grand Hall blow inward. Not from a bomb. From a sonic pulse. Screams erupt. The crowd stampedes. "Get the kids!" I scream, shoving Alex toward Aria.

Fake flames flickered and CGI logs crackled, emitting a nice, warm heat. The hallway ended at two huge ass golden doors. A doorman opened those golden arches when Amber and the Head Goddess’s heels came echoing down the oddly quiet hallway. No sounds of music or raucous laughter erupted from the Godwin penthouse. Maybe they were just waiting for her for the party to fucking begin.

Sandino: “Money buys a lot of silence. That’s the real flex.” Inside the penthouse the silence was not bought so much as enforced. Two floors down, Raphaël lay awake longer than he should have, the memory of her weight on his lap and the soft sound of her frustrated hiss replaying against his better judgment. He had made the only choice that kept him employed and breathing. He still whispered the same three words into the dark.

When she was here trying to get close to him and get his trust. The man sat in silence, his eyes downcast and his mind lost in a labyrinth of thoughts. The air around him was heavy with unspoken words, suffocating in their weight. He had come to this prison seeking silence, not to be bothered by a stupid genius therapist. The silence caressed their skins like a cool summer breeze, smoothing their souls, and taking away her jagged edges. It had been one hell of a rough day. He was still looking at the white ceiling ignoring all her tries. "Aah," she sighed and began walking towards him until she found herself stopped in front of him.

I ordered. "Ok sir, right away." she answered then left. After a while, she came back and put the snacks and champagne glasses on the table. "Drink a glass and relax your mind." I said softly when Bertha left. She took a glass of champagne and drunk slowly. For hours we sat quietly next to each other without talking. I was very grateful because all I could think about was making love to her and her talking to me was making it hard. "We have reached our destination, so may you please ladies and gentlemen fasten your seat belts as we are about to land." The pilot spoke through the speaker.

She said smiling. "Should I say it, I said moving close to hear and whispering it into her ears, her mind raced in alarm, I got another one from Nicole, they had stolen Miss Michelle's gold wristwatch from the staff room last semester, everyone had suffered for it, I said everything to her ears and I feel her tremble. "Be careful what you wish for" I said making everyone stare at us, their inner thoughts full of questions about what the secret was to make the great Hanna cower in fear, to regain the situation Hanna slapped me.