Silenced Synonym Novels & Stories

Neither spoke. Nate stared at him. Max stared back. And in the silence between them, everything they'd spent months refusing to say seemed to gather at once. The door remained open. Neither of them moved. Neither looked away.

So quiet. So unlike him.

"If I were her, I'd probably pretend to be mute and stay silent for years too. That voice is enough to make anyone want to gouge their own ears out!" My desk was kicked over, sending all the books scattering across the floor. Alice yanked my hair hard, then she raised her hand and slapped me across the face. "I'm talking to you, Summer! Your mute act is over, and now you're deaf? Can't hear anyone, right?" I shoved her with all my strength. "Let go of me!"

》 My heart stuttered. It was the demon. After almost two days of silence. I didn’t answer. Just kept nudging the bread like it was the most fascinating thing I’d ever seen. 《Why aren’t you talking? You usually have a lot to say.》 Still nothing. 《I’ve heard of this before. Is this the silent treatment?》 My lips twitched. Damn it. I bit back a smile and stayed quiet. 《I can find a way to get you unmated.》 That made my brow lift. I shoveled a mouthful of whatever-the-hell-they-fed-me into my mouth but still didn’t reply.

There were two kinds of silence Adrian Blackwood had learned to live with. The first was the comfortable kind, the one that settled into boardrooms when decisions were made without argument, the quiet that followed a signed deal or a defeated opponent. That silence meant control. The second was this. The kind that pressed into his chest long after the penthouse doors had closed, long after the champagne flutes were cleared and the lights dimmed. The kind that followed him home, crawled into his thoughts, and refused to leave.

Everyone quietened down. The silence was deafening.

Silence returns. But it is no longer suffocating. It is shelter.

Leaving only one thing in its place. Silence.

Guarding. Waiting. In silence.

Bleeding. SILENCE