Silence Storm Novels & Stories

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 I never thought silence could feel this loud. The only sound was the soft trickle of water from the lake behind me and the occasional rustle of trees as a breeze pushed through the branches. The sky hung heavy with gray clouds, low and suffocating. The storm had passed, but it left behind this thick, unmoving grief—the kind that settled deep in the chest and refused to let go. And now Vanessa stood beside me, her phone in hand, eyes glued to the screen as the video played.

In their place was a kind of almost transparent calm. "That's Reverend Silas," a young priest said when he noticed her staring. She hesitated, then asked softly, "Why… Why did he become a priest?" "I heard he betrayed the person he loved, so he came here to seek atonement," the young priest murmured. "This church is a place of purity. Many come here to seek peace of mind. But with time, the quiet days can also turn tedious. Who knows how long someone from the secular world can endure it?"

Eryx roared, his prehistoric fur bristling as the first Mute-Bomb detonated a mile away. Suddenly, I felt a section of the Southern pack go dark. Then the East. The "Noise" was being cut off by a Wall of Artificial Silence. The corporate world saw the Global Awakening as a "Security Threat to Asset Stability," and they were moving to Quarantine the Miracle. "They want the silence?" I growled, my violet-silver eyes turning into two bleeding cracks of crimson starlight. "Then let’s give them the Loudest Silence they’ve ever heard." I didn't fight the Jammers. I Overloaded them.

LET HER CHOOSE. For one breath, no one moved. Then every rogue outside dropped to the ground. Foreheads to mud. Hands spread. A silence rolled over the mountain. The storm stopped. Rain hung suspended beyond the broken windows. One drop frozen midair. Then another. Then another. Kael slowly turned toward the woods. His face changed. Damien moved in front of me. “What?” I whispered. Kael’s voice was quiet. “The storm is kneeling.”

Every strike was calculated. Inside the cockpit, Scarlett forced herself to focus through the pain of the Siren-Song. She bit her tongue until she tasted blood, using the sharp pain to anchor her mind. “By the silence of the void and the stillness of the heart, I command you to SHUT UP!” She slammed her hand onto the Stellar Navigator. A pulse of "Spirit-Silence" erupted from the ship, acting like a noise-canceling wave against the psychic scream. The Sirens faltered. Their song broke.

He added with a sigh. "I'm sorry" I apologised. "Hey it's nothing, at least I learned something" He muttered and there was silence afterwards. "And I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have judged you without knowing your reasons" He apologised for the earlier situation. It made me smile but I didn't like him staring at me, I lowered my gaze and take some water but he was just there, staring at me, it was making me rather uncomfortable. I looked up to see him still staring then I tried to take my eyes off him but he wouldn't let me, he turned my face to him and slowly put his lips on mine, I wanted to push him, I wanted to yell at him but I couldn't do anything then I finally give in, I relaxed and le

His eyes went a little wide. “Dammitt Silas! You have really bad timing.” I grumbled. “Dude, sorry, you should really close the door next time.” Silas snickered. “It’s you, that wouldn’t work, you don’t know how to knock.” Blaze sighed, not wanting to let Storm go. “True but I love to annoy you.” Silas smiled wide. “What do you want pest?” I asked as Storm giggled. “Huh? Oh yeah…Storm there’s a woman here saying that she’s your mom.”

“Fine, whatever. Let’s go.” Storm slammed the door shut, circled around to the driver’s side, and got in. As soon as the car roared to life, he tore away from the bar, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel. The silence between them was suffocating. Scarlet could feel his fury vibrating off him, but she wasn’t about to be the first to speak. She stared out the window, her arms crossed over her chest, the alcohol still buzzing in her veins. After several minutes of driving, Storm finally broke the silence. “What the hell were you thinking?”

she asked with a smile. “Never better.” He said as he kissed her gently. “now let’s get home so we can move on to the next stage.” “I think that is the plan.” Deanna said as she looked at him, “Whatever comes next is going to be fine as we move on.” “The next part is the main part of the storm. We are just close to the eye wall.” Max said as he shut the door to the van and walked around. As he did Deanna thought to herself, they will just have to break the eye wall themselves.

Alfred mistook my silence for embarrassment and pitifully offered me a glass of red wine. "Nelson, you've got to get out more. Stop obsessing over women all the time. Check this out. This bottle's on the house. Thirty thousand dollars a pop, reserved only for the big shots like us. This one bottle could easily pay your rent for the next few years. Here, try some," he said, handing me a glass.