Novel & Cerita Silent But Deadly

So pretty with pure silver blades, black leather handles and all sizes from a small paring knife to a machete. “I ain’t saying shit! Might as well kill me now!” He barked “Oh, you will be dying today. The question is how long it will take. You see, Alpha Kyle has a certain way about doing things and I am anxious to see how long it will take you to die. It is pretty painful so it could be quick or it could be very very slow. Like days slow.” “Doesn’t matter. I ain’t fucking saying shit!”

I hear my heartbeat, too loud in my ears it is like a drum is being directly beside it. My father is the pictorial representation of calm, he represents the calm seas in warm afternoons while I’m the violent waves during a thunderstorm. If you have been close to both, you’ll know which is more dangerous and it is in this case that you realize, silence is the most dangerous thing in the world. It is the most destructive thing. Anger can do so much but silence, that destroys nations.

A deafening silence descending over the hall. *****************************************

Everyone quietened down. The silence was deafening.

Melinda yelled and rushed towards us, tugging on my arm. The rest of them watched with amusement; none of them bothered to help their fellow ally. I ignored her rants and pinned my attention on Silas who was struggling with death in my hands. “Speak about Madam Helen like that again, and I will kill you, Silas,” I muttered and pushed him back, releasing his collar. He clasped his hand around his reddened neck and caressed it as he wheezed out. “The silent ones are always the most dangerous,” I added and he snapped his glaring eyes at me.

Deadly, suffocating silence. “…What did you say?”

--- It would be silent. --- And unstoppable.

Only silence remained. **

His dark suit clung to his frame like armor, and his eyes — sharp, calculating — burned into her. “Now the fire has started, and whether you want it or not, you’re standing in the middle of it.” Serena’s lips curved into a bitter smile. “Funny. You speak as if you weren’t the one holding the match.” For a moment, silence stretched between them, heavy and taut. Then Damien moved closer, each step deliberate, his presence filling the space like smoke seeping into every corner.

“For now.” Silas’s smile was a flash of white in the twilight. “Excellent.” And as the creature of silence lunged, our fragile, treacherous alliance began. “For now,” I repeated, the words a promise and a threat woven together. The creature of silence lunged. It didn’t roar; it absorbed sound, creating a vacuum of absolute quiet that rushed toward us. The very light seemed to bend into its form.