Silence Vow Novels & Stories

For a brief moment, everything fell silent. Then, Wyatt's furious roar erupted. "Anna! Are you done playing around?" He pointed at Joseph, his voice full of anger. "You even hired an actor just to make me jealous? Not bad. How much did you pay him this time? "Name your price. I'll give you ten times what she did. Just get out of my sight!" Joseph stepped in front of me, shielding me. His gaze darkened, and a chilling aura rolled off him, like someone who had walked through real battlefields.

Chapter 6: The Weight of Silence The car moved steadily through the quiet night. The city lights glared past the windows. The roads were less crowded now, the noise of the conference long left behind. Inside the car, the silence felt heavy. Marcus sat on the driver's seat. His hands rested firmly on the steering wheel, his posture straight, eyes fixed on the road ahead. He had learned over the years when to speak and when not to. In the back seat, Lucas sat slightly turned to the side.

He put it to the highest volume so that he won’t hear any noise aside from his music. Meanwhile, a loud noise can be heard in a nearby house. The breaking sound of the glass that comes off the table rang out in the whole house. There, a guy came out of the house while hanging his empty bag on his shoulder. He has this blank and emotionless face while walking out of the house. He looked at his own Harry Winston wrist watch that was a gift to him by his father.

Stephen moved towards him and tried to control him. “There’s no point of blaming game at this rate.” Kenneth said to them. *** HALF an hour passed. An eerie silence enveloped the room with only the sound coming from the cardiac monitor could be heard beeping from time to time. Everyone finally found a comfortable place to sit on inside the room. Max and Kenneth both went out to buy something to eat, while Chester and Brandon accompanied Nix who was now snoozing on the couch. Stephen was still trying to calm Chandler down from his outrage earlier, but the tall guy was still fuming all by himself. Just then, the silence was killed with the loud ringing of a phone. It was coming from Chandler’

"Actually, there is a sacred observance that must be honored. Emma has taken a three-day vow of silence for the protection and longevity of her mate and her pack. Today is the final day of that vow." The words hung in the air like a death sentence. There was silence everywhere for a second as people tried to understand what Carmen just said. All eyes on us and some with weird expressions. "She won't speak on her own wedding day?" "Is that even allowed?" "This has never happened before." "How can it be a proper union without her vow?" "The Supreme Alpha has gone soft for this woman. He's letting her disrespect tradition." "This is the most absurd ceremony I've ever witnessed.” My hand balled

He looked back at her. “You want us to make a vow?” Ayaan queried. She nodded and they both looked at the sky. “The stars, moon, and the natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to stick with you till the end. I will be yours till not even death can separate us,” she vowed. “The stars, moon, and natural flowers are a witness that today, I promise to love you, care for you, and stick with you beyond forever. Nothing, not even death can separate us,” he vowed too. “Aameen!”

The elemental realms were growing restless, and it was clear that the fragile peace we had worked so hard to maintain was at risk. As the discussions continued, I felt the darkness within me stir. It was a subtle shift, a whisper in the back of my mind, but it was enough to make me uneasy. I clenched my fists, focusing on the task at hand. I couldn't afford to let the darkness take over now. Deon, ever vigilant, noticed my struggle. He placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, grounding me. " Stay with us, Your Highness," he whispered. He only addressed me is ‘ Highness’ in front of others to show respect.

“Don’t.” Adrian took a step back. “Then we’re…” “No.” Giovanni smiled. And Zara immediately understood that was exactly what he wanted. Confusion. Fear. Division. She turned toward him. “You’re enjoying this.” Giovanni’s smile widened. “I’m enjoying watching the truth finally destroy the people who thought they could bury it.” Zara’s anger rose. “Then tell it properly.” Everyone went silent. She stepped forward. “Enough half-truths. Enough letters. Enough recordings.”

At the DeLuca Family banquet announcing its new advisor, Matteo said he was going to end nine years of secrecy and finally acknowledge our relationship in public. I stood in the back row of the banquet hall, so nervous I'd crumpled my prepared speech into a ball. Over nine years, I'd cleaned up the port books for him three times, negotiated two cross-border shipping routes, and taken a bullet for him. Everyone knew the DeLuca Family had a female advisor who never showed her face, but no one knew I was that woman. I thought that after tonight, I would finally stop being his shadow. Until the screen at the front of the banquet hall lit up. There was no photo of us. Instead, there was only a si

The being trembled. And for the first time, it spoke. A single word. "Grandmother." Silence. Absolute silence. The city froze. The Second Silence stared. The Third Silence stared. The Architects stared. Because the First Silence had never spoken before. Not once. Not in all recorded existence. Origin smiled warmly. "There you are." The First Silence began crying. Not dramatically. Not loudly. Quiet tears. Ancient tears. The kind that come after carrying loneliness for too long. Origin embraced it gently.