Silent Echoes Novels & Stories

The First Silence freezes. The Hollow’s darkness trembles violently. Even the Unmade looks confused. Because none of them caused this Then A single human voice echoes across all existence Weak. Terrified. Crying “Can anyone hear me?” My blood turns cold instantly. Because that voice Wasn’t cosmic It was human And somehow It came from beyond reality itself

Rain tapped gently against the railings. The cassette hissed softly between songs. “But I remember feeling less afraid when they were near.” Silence spread warmly through the apartment. No pity. No interruption. Just listening. Because some memories return like frightened animals. Too much noise makes them disappear again. I closed my eyes carefully. And there— buried beneath endless years of loneliness— a melody surfaced. Crooked. Half-forgotten. Soft humming drifting through darkness while shadows curled safely nearby. The first gentle thing I had remembered from before the Silence.

**<< *Here*. They crept forward in agonizing silence, the only sounds their own suppressed breathing and the relentless *drip-drip-drip* from above. Reynolds moaned softly, delirious with pain and fever. Leo gritted his teeth, the sled's makeshift harness digging into his shoulders. Every second stretched into an eternity. Silas was somewhere above them. Thorne’s syringe. Dominic’s voice. *He sounds broken. Weak.*

Only silence and the chill that hung heavy in the air. Sophia sat up, burying her face in her hands. She tried to steady her breath, to convince herself that it had all been a dream. But the images were too vivid. She could still hear the screams, she could still see the blood, she could still feel the overwhelming force. Her voice broke as she whispered to herself, "This isn't me... I'm not like this..." But the words were fragile, delicate, and the room seemed to mock her with its silence. Outside, a dark cloud obscured the moon, plunging everything into even deeper darkness. Sophia realized that the real darkness wasn't outside her window.

Lilyana's eyes heated up as she approached the door of Rafael's room which was slightly open and there were sounds like someone out of breath gasping for air accompanied by moans. "Shhh... nghh... Rafa." "Faster." Lilyana closed her eyes as she endured the pain and peeked through the crack in the door. Furthermore, the sight in front of her made her stomach churn. In there, Rafael without a single thread was supporting the body of an equally naked woman. Meanwhile, the woman was incessantly chanting Rafael's name. DEG Lilyana's heart seemed to stop beating, as if a knife had stabbed her right in the heart in the most painful way. Her mind was reeling and could hardly believe what she was see

He was talking to me, but I couldn't hear a single word. In the emergency room, I could feel someone working on my mechanical heart. It was already a miracle that a prototype like mine was able to last this long. By the time I came to, my heartbeat had finally calmed down. I heard the sound of the heart monitor, and the conversation between Scott and the doctor.

The sweet air was shattered by a recording and photos that no one expected, splashing across the screen for all to see. Whispers and gasps swirled around me, growing louder by the second. "The Wallace family sure knows how to put on a spectacle!" "He's marrying his brother's widow?" "Doesn't Emily see what's happening?" "Perhaps they've joined forces to kill Jeffrey so that there's more inheritance to go around." Chaos reigned on the stage. Emily's screams pierced the air, begging for the screen to be shut off, her earlier joy wiped away in an instant. Margaret, catching sight of the screen's contents, collapsed. This time, it was not for show.

She quickly sent away the thoughts she had in mind about this fine man, they were other men in the room as the alpha but they didn’t have that authoritative smell as he did from where he was laying. Where on this earth was she? She asked yet again but to herself as indeed the place looked indeed peaceful and all she could wish for was that she was not going to receive some beatings or pain as she was feeling better even thought her skin hurt but she felt she was getting better. Jumping as the machine beside her began to beep too loudly, had she made a mistake to trigger something she was not supposed to trigger, she thought to herself as she was shivering. Clearly her hearing frequency was n

"I'm sorry, Grace. The forest really isn't safe. I have to find him. I promise I'll come back and finish this with you." I gave him a faint smile, though I could barely breathe through the pain in my chest. He would not come back once he left. That was always how it ended. As he bent down to comfort Laila, I quietly poured the bond-breaking potion into the wine glass. I walked over and held it out to him, my voice soft but firm. "Finish this, and I'll forgive you." Philip smiled and finished it in one gulp. He put the glass down and left with Laila without a second glance.

She didn’t know then that some silences weren’t empty. They were waiting. Waiting for the moment they could break everything open.