Silence Series Natasha Preston の小説・ストーリー

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!

She did everything she wanted to do quietly so she wouldn't disturb me. The next morning I was the first to wake up, as usual. Sam sprawled out on her bed like a distressed ostrich. The sight made me smile as I made my way to the bathroom. I relieved myself before I brushed my teeth and washed my face, then I heard my phone ringing. I groaned as I ran to the room and grabbed my phone from the table. It was Lexi and she was calling on FaceTime. I sat on my bed and picked it.

On this silent night, I can hear my silent cries the loudest. 🔸🔸🔸

41. A Murder At The School With a bandana around his forehead, his face was set emotionlessly as he focused on exercising deep breathing. His black t-shirt was sweat-soaked and track pants clenched his legs tightly. She didn't want to be caught gawking at him surreptitiously and hence, she maintained a confident posture and walked inside. She didn't have to make her presence known as she stepped inside, Noah spun around. He stopped the treadmill and leaned backwards, his hands folding and eyes narrowing in pure amazement. Even then, there was a hint of a small smile on his lips.

“ Meara!” The whispers started again, soft but notable. I tensed, my eyes snapping open. I scanned the field, but there was no one in sight. The sound seemed to come from the tree itself, from the rustling of its leaves. I pressed my palms against the rough bark and closed my eyes, focusing on the whispers. " Come... find... me..." The words were faint but distinct. My heart raced. Was I losing my mind, or was there something more to these whispers? I stood up, brushing the dirt off my jeans, and took a few steps back. The whispers grew louder, more insistent.

with a nod, he disappeared and I continued to head down. Before I could see them, I felt their auras near me, and that froze me for a second. It's been so long since I felt this. Since I sensed them like this. Fuck, I need to get a hold of myself! Control your emotions, Natasha. You can't let them notice how shaken you are. And you can't lose your mind when you see neither Dalilah nor Octavian even less your mother. Take a deep breath. Again.

Anything that would kill her. After some time she was not crying rather she was silent, too silent even her breathing levelled up which was a good thing and Evan was relieved. But Aanya was anything but relieved, she knew her mind was on the loose without a grip. If she doesn't get a grip of it soon she knows her reckless mind was capable of convincing her to do many things. "How are you feeling, estrella?" She stayed silent. Evan realised she didn't want to talk. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

But this… this silence, this poised control—it is a predator watching, and it terrified me. And as I sat there, heart hammering, I couldn’t help but wonder what she had planned next. I bit my lips, trying to find the courage to speak. "Um… is there something you want me to do?" I ask, my voice thin and small. Natalya doesn't look up or answer. A minute pass like a year, then finally, she drops the tab on her desk and turns to me with a warm, unsettling smile. My chest tighten—this calm felt like a trap.

She tried her best to keep calm, but fear still crept across her pale features. Charlotte was not just a criminal now. She was a woman completely unhinged. There was no telling what she'd do next. Benjamin's voice came through gritted teeth, "Out with it. What do you want?" "One million," Charlotte hissed, "cash. Bring it in boxes, and come alone." She pressed the stick against Nissa's head. "Remember--if you call the cops, she dies." Nissa looked at Benjamin on the screen for a long moment, then quietly turned her gaze away.

OSTARA’S POV The rest of the flight passed in an eerie, suffocating silence. Not the peaceful or relieved kind, but the kind of quiet that settles after a nuclear bomb has detonated. Nobody knows if it’s really over or if the next one is on the way. Natalie shifted in her seat, staring blankly at the wall for a long moment before murmuring, “I think I’m going to take a shower.” Anthony didn’t look at her. “Sit down.”