Silence Legion Novels & Stories

Will she achieve her goal or become a pawn in his sick world? Once again, you have been warned and can turn back if you are uncomfortable with the warning. Welcome to The Silent Stalker!

“I, Hale Lyn, dare you. You won’t even survive five minutes.” A challenge? Love it! I tilted my head back and howled. The sound ripped through the night, raw, commanding, and absolute. It froze the warriors mid-strike. Even the wind seemed to pause. I lowered my head, my gaze locked on him as my voice rolled out, cold and lethal. “The vampire commander, Hale Lyn, has challenged me to a one-on-one fight. I accept it.” As soon as the words left my mouth, everyone obeyed. Lycan warriors stepped back in disciplined silence. Vampires hesitated, then followed suit, instinctively forming a wide circle around us. Blood-soaked earth became an arena as moonlight poured down like judgment.

Only silence remained. **

"Good evening. Is Ms. Grace here? This letter is from the city hall—please sign for it." Philip froze. "City hall? Why would they be contacting Grace?" He took the envelope and opened it. A second later, he was stunned by what he read. Inside was a stamped and approved Mate Bond Termination Agreement. "Grace wants to sever our bond? That's impossible, I can still feel it. I—" he whispered. He closed his eyes and tried to reach for the mate bond inside him. There was nothing. It was gone. Somewhere, somehow—Grace had already cut the bond.

He raised his standard, and the Legion didn't roar—they Marched. The sound was not physical; it was the Cumulative Silence of the Obedient. I felt the "Too Much" energy in my marrow begin to hesitate, the "Sovereign Sun" flickering as the weight of ten thousand "Safe" lives tried to tell me that my rebellion was a statistical anomaly.

Or go out and fight? There was silence for a moment - silence that stretched long and thin. The voice came from deep within the ranks. "Camerone!" There was a pause, followed by a full voiced echo from the cavern and all around the world. "CAMERONE!" Marco smiled. The Legion was back. * * *

“For now.” Silas’s smile was a flash of white in the twilight. “Excellent.” And as the creature of silence lunged, our fragile, treacherous alliance began. “For now,” I repeated, the words a promise and a threat woven together. The creature of silence lunged. It didn’t roar; it absorbed sound, creating a vacuum of absolute quiet that rushed toward us. The very light seemed to bend into its form.

"In it. Alone." She looked at him. At the water on his face. At the way his shirt stuck to his shoulders. At his eyes, watching her with that intensity she'd come to recognize. "We're not alone," she said quietly. "No." He met her eyes. "We're not." The rain hammered the ground. Thunder rumbled again, closer this time. The world narrowed to this doorway, this moment, these two people. Neither spoke. The silence wasn't empty. It was full. Full of everything they hadn't said. Full of all the moments that had led here.

The air suddenly turned freezing cold. The forest surrounding the temple fell silent. Then... They appeared. Thousands upon thousands of armored warriors emerged from the mist. Unlike the Shadow Legion, they made no sound. Their armor was black as obsidian. Their eyes burned with empty blue fire. Each carried an ancient weapon etched with forgotten symbols. Liam swallowed hard. "They're dead..." Orion nodded grimly. "The Fallen Legion." "The greatest army ever assembled." "They were buried after the First Age." Magnus tightened his grip on his axe.