Silent But Deadly Novels & Stories

Hendrik sounded slurry. Tears rapidly gathered in my eyes as an unbearable pain pilled in my chest. “N…” I tried to speak between breathes. “Yes, Rin she’s dead, just like you are going to be after I’m done with you, Guess I’m going to be the one responsible for sending you to hell like everyone close to you,” He got on his feet lifting up his weapon. I felt the sharp blades cut through my skin as blood leaked extensively. Melancholy screams escaped my lips. Repeatedly he assaulted my defenseless body until I my voice was lost.

Wife… Malcolm sighed, it seemed he was getting too used to the term—and he seemed to love it. Just then, his phone rang and at the sight of the caller’s ID, he quickly signaled the whipping to stop. He ordered that Yolanda be gagged to avoid making a noise, soon, the noise-filled tunnel was as silent as a graveyard. Only then did Malcolm answer the phone, making a low growl to indicate to who it was that he was listening. He didn’t say a word but minutes later, his face turned grave and like lightning, he was gone.

Nyx muttered, his words barely audible. Understanding that he needed some space, Athena decided to give him a moment of solitude. She knew that the Nyx standing before her, consumed by self-disgust, couldn't bear the closeness and compassion she wanted to offer. The silence hung heavy in the dark cell as the two young souls sat on the cold, dirty floor. Athena broke the silence, addressing the question that had been lingering in the air. "Is she dead?" Nyx's heart sank, regret washing over him like icy waves on a shallow beach. Each wave sent shivers down his spine, a constant reminder of the irreversible actions he had taken.

she smiled genuinely making me heart warm up to her. I mastered up a small smile and went inside, I felt my anxiety pipe up and I nodded at them in acknowledgment. One good thing about my family is that they all are comfortable with my silence. Apart from my parents no one knows that I can speak again and no one ever forced me to either. It's better this way. Not having to explain anything to anyone. Staying in my own mind, even though it can be harmful sometimes I don't care. "I'm literally stinking and exhausted right now" I wanted to groan but smiled at what Malaika was saying. She was a nice girl with an even beautiful accent. Her Urdu is to die for, god. That's my new inspiration right

My blood runs cold and the room turns dead silent for a moment before all hell runs loose. ***********************************************************************************************

Only the calm of a storm that knows its strength. Then, softer, but no less deadly: “Whisper again, and I’ll turn your murmurs into your graves.” The silence that followed wasn’t brittle anymore. It was bent, forced under her weight. Even Silas didn’t speak. The chamber did not snap back to quiet so much as it folded — like a giant leaf closing on itself, the sound of wings and breath muted under the weight of something enormous and final. At first came the smallest noises: a throat cleared, a chair scraping as someone adjusted position to listen harder. Then, like a tide catching on a cliff, reactions spilled out.

Lilia and Klara had been rushed into the underground infirmary, poison coursing through them like liquid fire. The Silence toxin wasn’t ordinary. It was a demon in liquid form. One strain killed instantly—organs convulsing, flesh changing color while the body screamed. The other was worse—slow death, slow agony, the body alive while the brain felt itself tearing apart. Both were merciless. Both unstoppable. Doctors worked tirelessly, sweat dripping, hands shaking. Yet nothing worked. Then it happened. A nurse stepped out for supplies, only to return and freeze. A package sat where there had been nothing. No footsteps, no door opening—just sudden presence. Her heart hammered as she saw the bo

-+-+-+-+-+-+-+---+++-+-+-+-- Silence Absolute silence! The silence that could collapse the world with its atonement. The silence could kill me out any moment if I didn't move my ass. It was all murky with full of dirt, everything was flaming in a wide area and I couldn't do anything. People were shouting, and crying at the same time. They didn't know what is about to happen. What they and I can see right ahead of me was death.

the Philip guy said and slowly touched the guy’s chin to make him face him even more. “H-how? You… you died right? You died in front of me!!” he said hysterically as if he can’t believe what he’s seeing right now. Philip smiled a little bit and coldly looked at the guy. “Yes, he died…” he said and slowly looked at Vincent’s eyes that made the guy feel the sudden shivers. At that very moment, Vincent already knew what was wrong with that guy. But it was too late until he felt a cold and sharp thing that thrust through his heart.

But I just had three words to say. “Kill silently.”