Silent Hill Novels Novels & Stories

See? This was such a beautifully yet tear-jerking novel I have ever successfully crafted an idea with, a few months ago. But after I have encountered all the horrible occurrences for the past months, I came back to work and turned this sad and romantic novel into a mystery and horror novel, which made all my work colleagues and supervisor absolutely petrified. They have no idea that I was even more shocked and horrified when I have suddenly realized that my novel had suddenly become so dark and twisted. It was beautifully written, like a psychopath has written a novel for the very first time.

And so, my heart beat on, slowly and faintly. - One day, an unwelcome guest came to our little sanctuary. Roanna knelt beside my legs, sobbing and pleading, "Miss Palmer, please… Please tell Scott to talk to me again! I really love him, and I can't live without him!" Mary burst out from the kitchen, waving a kitchen knife. "You shameless b*tch! How dare you show your face?" Roanna raised her chin in defiance, shouted, "Kill me then! I can't live without Scott, so kill me!"

And after my death, you had me—the dignified daughter of the Chapman family—wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave. I cocked my eyebrow at him. "I heard you did the same to Camilla after her death. You really have a thing for throwing dead bodies into mass graves, don't you? It's something you haven't changed even after two lifetimes!" "Gigi, you… you've been reborn, too?" he asked shakily. "I should've seen you for what you were in my past life, Maurice—a worthless piece of trash," I snarled. Maurice's strength left him when he learned I'd also been reborn. His knees buckled, and he collapsed onto the floor.

________________ Author's Note: Hello my dearest readers, Welcome to the enthralling world of Shadows in the Night: Secrets of the Howling Heart🌙✨ As an author, crafting this tale has been a journey through the captivating city of Bucharest, where the ordinary and the supernatural converge, and destinies entwine amidst the enchanting allure of mystery and love. Get ready to dive into a world where mystery and the unexpected walk hand in hand. This story unfolds in the captivating streets of Bucharest, where every corner holds secrets, every alley whispers untold tales, and every character is a puzzle waiting to be solved.

My mouth gaped open. “So, this is where you’ve been hiding?” the stranger chuckled. But the laugh didn’t meet his intense darkened eyes as they scowled, scanning from Fiona to me. “We’ve been looking for you, Quiet One. Smart to swim away so we’d lose your scent. But you knew we’d find you… eventually. And how I’ll be rewarded on The Hill once I bring you back.” My eyes slit.

📖 ⸻ Unlike every other book… It had no title. ⸻ No author. ⸻ No pages visible. ⸻ Only a black cover. ⸻ The moment Ilyaan saw it… Pain exploded through his mind. ⚡💥⚡ ⸻ Memories flooded his soul. ⸻ The Silent Sea. ⸻ The First War. ⸻ Auren. ⸻ The Second Dreamer. ⸻ And someone else. ⸻ Someone completely forgotten. ⸻

That’s when my hand accidentally touched a loose rock. It fell and made a sound. The sound echoed in the hallway. My heart nearly stopped. The chief guard instantly turned in my direction. I froze. Where I was standing was pitch black. But the torch behind her lit up her face clearly. Her eyes narrowed. For a moment it felt like she could see straight through the darkness. Straight at me. My chest felt tight. Please don’t see me. Please don’t see me. After a few seconds… She looked away. Then she entered the room.

she thought and was thankful that Dean was okay. " Whatever" she scoffed in response to Dean's subtle mockery of her observations. When he reached Sharlynn's small but beautiful house and parked in front, Sharlynn thanked him quickly before she got down from his car. He waited till the lights in her room were off before he zoomed off. Dean knew the identity of the silver-haired boy who approached Sharlynn. He was a member of a family of ruthless vampires called the Saunders, who lived in Hollow Hills two years before Sharlynn and her family moved there.

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.

The sadness in her tone was heavy, matching the gloom of the ruins. I signaled the advance. If the outside looked neglected, the interior was a graveyard of memories. It was silent…..unnervingly so. How am I supposed to find the eldest woman in a ghost town? A heavy thud startled me. I spun around to see Novel sliding from Kitty’s back, hitting the dirt. I rushed to her side, my heart hammering against my ribs. I wanted to roar at the wolf, who at least had the grace to look guilty, but the sight of Novel’s pale, unconscious face silenced my anger.