Silent Darkness Novels & Stories

Another knock. "Who is it?" Silence. Then Max's voice. "It's me." Nate closed his eyes. For several seconds, he didn't move. Then he walked to the door. His hand rested on the handle. He hesitated. Everything inside him screamed not to open it. But eventually, he turned the lock. The door opened. Max stood in the hallway. The party had left his face. He looked calm now. Serious. His eyes met Nate's. Neither spoke.

She shoved me sideways as the device discharged. A pulse cracked through the air like compressed thunder. The lights exploded. Every screen went black. My ears rang. I hit the concrete hard. For half a second, there was nothing but static in my skull. Then— Silence. Complete. The helicopter sound cut. The armored figures froze mid-step. The SUV’s headlights died. Total darkness. Not from damage. From absence. Power gone. Every source. Even the city glow outside vanished. I pushed myself up slowly. “What just happened?” I breathed.

He was her connection to the unseen, her window into the hidden realms. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, broken only by the faint static of the phone line. Riana held her breath, her senses on high alert, waiting for Kai's response. The air around her seemed to crackle with unseen energy, a palpable tension that prickled her skin. She felt a cold shiver run down her spine, a premonition of the darkness that lay ahead.

Desperate. The First Dark was patient darkness. Quiet. Waiting. Ancient. We floated in it. Not falling. Not flying. Just existing in space that had no direction. No up or down. No light or dark. Just grey. Endless grey. “Hello?” I called out. My voice did not echo. Just disappeared into nothing. No answer. “We come to talk. To understand. To find peace if possible.” Kade’s voice also vanished. Swallowed by silence. Still nothing.

I whisper, keeping my voice steady even though it sounds forced. “You really don't know, do you?” Closer. “I know nothing of your twisted madness. Just come out with whatever it is and let us get it over with.” I utter with vehemence. For goodness sake, I just want this to be a past I can recover from soon enough. I'm tired of the games. The silence from his end stretches into minutes, becoming suffocating and oppressive. How can a man be in the darkness, not saying a word and still exude this type of dangerous energy? How did Kyle even get himself mixed up in such company?

:: AUTO-CORRECT REJECTED :: REASON: PRESENCE-LED PATTERN OVERRIDES OLD SILENCE INTERPRETATION :: COMMENT: SILENCE IS NO LONGER READ AS NEUTRAL. IT IS ASSOCIATED WITH CORE USER. ABSENCE CANNOT BE MAPPED. Cassian stood. Quietly. Didn’t move toward the door. Didn’t call her name. He just watched as a room built to outlive emotion began to tremble slightly because the person it had learned to trust was no longer inside it. And Eden? She kept walking. Not to test the system.

Hands finally touching a cold object on her table she grabbed the hearing aids and put them in and was in her way to the kitchen slowly when the light of the corridor came on and now she was faced with two ugly looking men. Rogues. Looking at them for a moment Natalia thought she could go invisible but nope, she wasn't a witch, she was a werewolf and as luck would have it she had her hearing aids on. "Hello there little one" the ugly looking man said as he made his way closer to her frozen in fear, the man's hand controlled her to make movements towards him. "What is your name?" "Mummy? Daddy?" She tried to mind link but no answer. "Daddy, please answer me" she mind linked one more time, sti

Athena felt a surge of unease and vulnerability wash over her. She gathered her thoughts, her voice steady as she responded, "Bitterness can be a reflection of the world we live in, of the struggles and complexities that shape us. we must hug both light and darkness so that we gain a deeper understanding of ourselves and others." Nyx's eyes remained fixed on her, a mix of curiosity and guardedness shining within them. It was as if he was peering into the depths of her soul, searching for answers that eluded both of them. At that moment, they shared a silent acknowledgment of the intricate dance they engaged in, exploring the shades of gray that intertwined their lives.

“ Evil, like a darkness lurking deep within my soul. It takes over piece by piece until it consumes you entirely, leaving nothing but darkness. It turns you into someone you don’t want to be. Your thoughts and actions are no longer your own.” I watched him closely as he explained, hearing the fear in his voice. I felt a pang of sympathy. He seemed in so much pain. Without realizing it, I placed my hand over his, giving it a slight squeeze. He looked up, startled. I quickly pulled my hand away, but he reached out, taking it back and staring deep into my eyes. It seemed he wanted to say something but decided against it and looked away. “ Sorry,” he said, releasing my hand and sulking back into

One page at a time. One person at a time. One still, deep, patient day at a time. Until the water found its level. And the room became real. And the invisible all the invisible became seen. THE SILENT LUNA End of Volume One