Silent King の小説・ストーリー

On this silent night, I can hear my silent cries the loudest. 🔸🔸🔸

The fate of Valtor depended on it. The next morning, I woke up with a restless feeling, like something was about to happen, but I didn’t know what. It was an itch I couldn’t scratch, a tension that wouldn’t go away. I tried to shake it off, but it clung to me, making me uneasy. Needing to clear my mind, I decided to take Luka out for a ride. Luka, my spirit animal, was a massive black lion, bigger than any human bear. His presence was always a comfort, especially when my thoughts were as tangled as they were today. We headed into the Earth Kingdom’s mystical forest, hoping the familiar paths and quiet might bring me some peace.

He promised and really made her concerns in thin air. "He came to me. I was sitting in my room doing homework when he came into the room without knocking ... " " You? Are you busy? ”He came into the room and closed the door behind him. Alissa turned to him in her chair. Desire glowed in his eyes and goose bumps crept over her body. She got cold and looked down at herself. It was evening, she was wearing her silk pajamas, a present from her father, it consisted of shorts and a top. She wore nothing underneath.

Known as the strongest pack in the eastern part of the country, Silver Pack is home to the second mightiest pack of warriors of the olden era. Until now, they still hold that title. They're not the biggest werewolves, but they're the fastest. That's their most redeeming point and they take pride in it. Kristoff Rigodon, the current Alpha, has two sons to take the rightful seat as the leader of the pack once he retires. The first son, Kelvin, doesn't have any ambition to take the Alpha position. Secretly, he hides that thought.

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

Inside, the house was equally silent. Silas thought he was untouchable. He forgot that sometimes the quiet ones don’t fight with fists. They fight with leverage. And now I had his.

frequency silenced for the first time in her life. Jinyan held her, his own body smoking from the electrical discharge, his skin etched with fine, silver-and-gold scars that looked like a map of a forbidden country. Alistair Vane crawled from the wreckage of the platform, his eyes wide with a newfound terror. He looked at Panni, then at Jinyan. "You... you don't understand what you've done. You've broken the 'Silence.' The other families... the Kyoto Accord... the London Syndicate... they will all feel the pulse. They will know the Master Key is active."

“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.

It coalesced into a faceless humanoid wielding twin blades of pure void-psionic energy. This was a "Silencer"—the most terrifying abyssal assassin under the Devourer’s command. It had no heartbeat, no soul, and was deployed exclusively to eliminate high-value scientific targets. Its single objective: erase the Millers, destroy the Origin Blood stabilizer, and sever Earth’s hope. "Target acquired," the Silencer broadcasted via a raspy consciousness wave. Its psionic blade swung silently toward the back of Dr. James's neck. CLANG! A deafening explosion of metal on metal rang out.

Everything stops! Silence.