Novel & Cerita Silenced Gong Yoo

Gio nodded his head in affirmation. "Okay," Sensi said, "shit makes sense, now.. So, now, how do you wanna get in?" "Well, I was going to blast the door before you showed, and I still don't see any other means, so, I might still have to blast the door," Gio said, matter of fact. Sensi looked around and, seeing no other option, produced a silencer from his pocket and handed it to Gio, "At least, hush it a bit.."

Derek’s eyes turned glacial. Alonso smiled in satisfaction. “Or I could make him come home to you.” Just like that, he walked away, leaving tension hanging heavily in the air behind him. Paulo watched the older man disappear between the containers before finally turning toward Derek carefully. Neither of them spoke immediately. But the sounds of the port returned slowly around them. The voice of the Workers shouting was now clearer. Same with the ships groaning against the docks. But Derek remained completely motionless. Paulo had seen him angry countless times before. He had seen the violent side, the cold side, the explosive side, but the silent Derek was new to him.

Not a single chirp but pairs and pairs that they unsure how many of it. Half of a minute, that's what it took for the those in nest to come, silently just their described by their name "The sãlnes" a k.a "The silence". They are very sensitive to sound, very sensitive, as much as breathe could be caught. They would prefer them silence, and then only sounds they love, maybe the ripping flesh and bone. No one know how it's look, that's all myth but maybe some information at this moment.

Nolan didn’t say a word. His first move was to call for the doctors. A medical team rushed in and immediately performed a full examination. Even Horace Greystone, Alpha of Silverglade Pack, squeezed into the room. When he heard I was pregnant, his face went completely ashen. "Don’t worry," the doctor finally said, wiping sweat from his brow. "The mother and baby are both stable. She’s just suffering from shock and silver poisoning. Once we cleanse the toxin and treat the wound, there’ll be no harm to either of them."

Zeeni retorted. "I never asked you to love me fighting cock and your Prince Charming would be really happy that you didn't get a chance to see him” Ayaan teased. In the meantime nus has gone to sleep in sitting position itself, even if there is an earthquake or bomb being blasted next to her ears she would still be sleeping. "STOP IT” Haya shouted glaring at both of them. "He was the one ....... Zeeni stopped midway when Haya placed her index finger on her lips indicating her to shut her mouth.

I'll be fine" I assured staring straight into his eyes, his face all scrunched up in concern. "Okay then...hang around, I'm just gonna go meet Brian, I'll be back shortly" He assured pecking me before taking Tyler's hand leading him towards Brian's crew, I sighed quickly digging into my purse to get my earpiece and block the thoughts crowding into my head. I was relieved when I felt my head free again, just few minutes after that, I felt someone's hand tapping me. "Hey...hi" I said on removing the earpiece to face Kate and Hanna, they look so adorable, Hanna was in a shining silver gown with large parting exposing her thigh, while Kate was in a yellow top with white fitted skirt and yellow h

The stairwell stretched downward like a gaping throat swallowing them whole. Each step echoed in the silence, reverberating against the reinforced walls until Soo-ah felt it in his bones. His hand clutched Sang-woo’s arm, steadying him, while Yoon-min led the way with his gun drawn, his movements calculated, sharp.

Looking at the worried expression of his Miss, Gon replied to Song Hao with a short smile, "Thank you so much young master Hao, I am feeling well now." Qiang pointed at Gon, "Mr. Secretary!... You… Did you just smile? I clearly saw it!" Gon was embarrassed again! He smiled because of his earlier thought. All of them looked at Gon. Gon got red due to embarrassment and didn't know how to reply. Fortunately, Su Yeon's phone rang. It was a call from Ming. She excused herself and received the call while looking at her friend, "Ming, I am outside… Wait, I am coming."

The mid-day sun shine through the glass door, basking the tall and upright figure of a man in aureate light, as he resolutely, and calmly strode in. He possessed a remarkable bearing, noble yet arrogant, which made one unable to look him directly in the eye. Several pairs of eyes nearly popped out of thier sockets. Heaven's!!! Where they hallucinating??? Gong Yexiao....... The man who had just walked in was really Gong Yexiao.

Evangelical spoke, her voice slow, the unheard syllable muffled as if whispered from the depths of the darkest shadow waiting at the end of the longest hall. Kneeling at the low table, Yin Ying near, head down and sobbing, she knew the shadow would wrap around her. Knew it would embrace her. Squeeze tight. Squeeze the breath from her. Squeeze until that final exhalation was released, reluctant and slow, into the air for Madame to catch, and inhale, and suck deep, deep, deep into her lungs and hold until, with a gasp, Xuo the No Longer Silent would lift her eyes, lift her lips in a smile, lift her head, and say,