Silent Night Author Novels & Stories

" Shane closed his eyes in pain. His head hung low, and his voice was hoarse. "I know it's all my fault. "I just hope I can stay by your side. "I don't mind being treated like a stranger. I'll just watch over you two in silence." I said nothing. After turning around, I walked to the window and watched the sky gradually turn dark. "Leave, and don't come back." Shane stood frozen there for a long moment. Only when I repeated my dismissal did he stagger away. His silhouette with the scenery of sunset behind him looked lonely and desolate.

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

A distant rumble shook the heavens. The crack above the city widened slightly. Everyone looked up. The darkness beyond reality was moving. Watching. Waiting. The First Silence. Nova felt it immediately. Not fear. Not anger. Curiosity. The First Silence was observing. Learning. Like it always had. The Third Silence noticed too. His expression hardened. "He's here." The First Memory nodded. "Yes." The city grew brighter. Silver light flooded the horizon. Then the world became quiet. Perfectly quiet. Every sound vanished.

"It feels too quiet. I keep waiting for another message, another alarm or another problem to happen." "Quiet is something we worked hard for, " Silas said softly, kissing her neck gently, his breath warm on her skin. "Quiet means there are no people controlling us from behind." He walked over to the black desk, picked up a thick book that came earlier that day and started flipping through the pages. The cover was blank. The first page had a special name on it. "Speaking of our accomplishments " Silas said, smiling slowly as he looked at the pages. "The numbers are in your book.

Entering the room, he carried his son from her laps, and almost immediately, she opened her eyes quickly, like a mother hen whose chick has been stolen from her. On seeing it was Malcolm, she sighed, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fall asleep…” He didn’t allow her to finish talking before scooping her in his arms back to their room. Lauren felt so comfortable that she dozed off in his arms and only felt it when her body hit the soft bed. She curled up immediately, waiting for the other side of the bed to dip, indicating his presence but when it never did, she sat up and through drowsy eyes, saw him working in his study. Yawning, she got off the bed and silently approach him.

Of course a big fight was going to ensue with Sampson and Odessa winning and living happily ever after. The Beautiful Silence- Jocelyn was finally going to break though Lola's locked memories and find where Gunner was hiding. Since her memories would be unlocked Lola was able to return to her normal life with her second chance mate, Paul. They finally track down Gunner and destroy him. Trinity goes back with Antonio and Lorenzo to their pack and Jocelyn becomes Luna of Quinton's pack.

a voice called, distant but familiar. I didn’t have the strength to respond. My eyes fluttered shut as the darkness took over. Finally, silence.

The water was clear enough for me to see every rock that covered the bottom of it, every color could be seen. "Subhanallah" I whispered as I heard birds chirping around me. The first time I talked my throat felt like sandpaper no one said a word when it came to my past, they knew it all from going through the journal that had been my only companion in the darkness I came from, I didn't say anything when Myra returned the journal to me with tears in her eyes and I looked away from the sympathetic gazes of my family.

The scents mingled together, evoking a sense of mystery and ancient secrets concealed within the veils of darkness. The silence of the night was broken only by the symphony of nocturnal creatures. The hoot of an owl resonated through the trees, its haunting call echoing in the distance. Chittering insects filled the air with their rhythmic chorus, their sounds rising and falling like whispers of the night. My rapid breaths reverberated through the stillness, a reminder of his relentless pursuit.

I wanted to hold her hands and never let them go again. The memory of her beautiful green eyes and the sweet smell of her long hair lulled me to rest. I managed to get some sleep, but it didn’t last all that long. It was around midnight when I heard a sudden noise. It wasn’t loud, but on a night as silent as this, it was clear. I sat straight up in my tent. Something must have happened. Was Silas still out there? I peered out into the night and was surprised to see that no one else had roused from the sudden sound. Most of the soldiers seemed to be in deep sleep, which was abnormal.