Silent Esper Novels & Stories

11-BEING HIM Athena woke up in an unfamiliar room, her senses immediately assaulted by an eerie silence. She lay there quietly, keeping her eyes closed, trying to gather her bearings. The beeping of the machines that surrounded the bed matched her breaths, the only indications of her heartbeat, her existence in this strange place.

But with each passing day, these whispers became louder, more persistent, making it harder for her to ignore them. Jane's silent love for Mike was a ticking time bomb, a storm brewing beneath the calm surface. Each laugh, each conversation, and each shared moment added to the intensity of her feelings, pushing her closer to the edge. As she stood on the brink of this emotional turmoil, Jane was about to embark on an extraordinary journey - a journey of love, of unspoken confessions, and of silent whispers of longing. Her story was just beginning. This was her story - the story of a girl who loved her best friend in silence, the story of silent whispers of love.

’s 1 and 2. At that current moment, however, he was listening to and enjoying Holst’s The Planet Suite on the bus’ CD player. But it wasn’t Mars, The Bringer of War he was hearing when the Sleepers began rising outside. It was Mercury: The Messenger. And perhaps the message was they never should have entered this fucking city in the first place.

He says as silence stretches between us, I couldn’t help the smile slipping into my face It starts slow, Spreading across my face like something warm and dangerous. My little spitfire! I was beginning to wonder when she would finally explode. It was inevitable! A woman like Soraya was never going to sit quietly in silk and gratitude, just sipping wine and pretending she didn’t have claws. I saw it the first night , in the way her chin lifted when the bidding climbed higher, in the way her eyes never once begged. Fire like that doesn’t dim. It simmers. And I knew the silence would only stretch it thinner and tighter until something snapped.

Don’t you just hate it when you’re woken up from a deep sleep but have no idea why? This is exactly how Xzavier felt as he laid on his back with his eyes closed. He was irritated, knowing that this would be one of his last peaceful nights of sleep after bringing home his precious newborn daughter, but something had him on edge, what exactly? He didn't know. Xzavier’s instincts told him to keep his eyes closed, so that is what he did. He strained his ears listening for what had woken him up, but all he heard were the light inhales and exhales of his girlfriend lying next to him. Wait… the sound wasn’t coming from beside him on his bed, it was coming from his upper left. Xzavier was confused,

“Farrell is meant to be with me. Everyone around the school knows it and yet as soon as she comes she tries to steal not only my future mate but Valeria’s as well. She’s nothing but a whore!” Alo and Farrell stood to their feet in front of Ife, their growls shut up everyone in the room. Anger radiating off of them due to them speaking ill of their mate. Zeus gave them one look and they immediately sat down after holding Ife’s hands to calm themselves. Ife looked over the girls and smiled. “Now it's my turn to speak my truth!” Ife spoke a spell and images came up on the wall. Showing everything she experienced. After the last image, Tessa floated and things played from her mind and next follo

When Elara finally fell silent, Sophia reached across the table and covered her sister’s hand. “I can hear how careful you’re being,” she said. “I felt the same restraint when I was still trying to make the pieces fit into a shape that didn’t destroy everything. I won’t push. I love you. I’ll wait until you’re ready to open the door all the way. No judgment. No ‘I told you so.’ Just the waiting.”

"That it would come back next year." Silvyr pressed her face back against the cold glass, her breath condensing into a small circle of white fog. She wiped it away with her sleeve and kept looking, even though the horizon was empty. She was waiting for the Snowfeather to come back. Waiting for next spring. She knew it would come back. Silas's words must be true. He had waited so long.

The name left my throat as a breathless, broken sob. Beside me, Silas didn't make a sound, but the air around him instantly turned like he was ready to hunt. His towering frame went completely rigid, his jaw clenching so hard a muscle cracked violently under his stubble. His dark eye shifted from the monitor to the heavy, reinforced steel entry doors at the end of the architectural foyer. Silas turned towards me. “Pause it”. I quickly did as I was instructed. My trembling fingers flew across the keys terminals. "Elias," Silas’s voice dropped to a lethal, quiet tone that made the hairs on my arms stand up. "Lock down the inner sanctuary. If those elevator doors open, I want a localized EMP gr