Silent Night Author Novels & Stories

Writer's POV The house was silent, and not the peaceful kind of silence, but the heavy kind that made every small sound feel louder than it should be. The halls were dark, lit only by the faint glow of moonlight slipping through the windows. Everyone was asleep, and everyone was unaware. Liana lay in her bed, breathing softly. She had fallen asleep thinking about Jace and about their conversation and the way his arms felt around her again. For the first time in months, her dreams were not haunted by pain; she slept peacefully, unaware of the danger creeping closer with every passing second. The door to her room opened slowly.

But I know it is indeed incredibly difficult to find someone whom you would be inclined to bare your soul. The darkness is engulfing me from every slope, leaving me frightened in my place. Being unable to scream for help, tears started streaming down my face as the malevolent silhouette reached for me, attempting to mumble something in my ears. "I am at a loss as to how to finally put an end to this. Please help me," I prayed silently "Maybe just try to cover your ears and keep your eyes closed," I theorized. As the darkness creeps in and begins to exert pressure within every grasp, the deafness is beginning to break my ears. I just could not breathe because I was immobilized all over. My mi

"If I were her, I'd probably pretend to be mute and stay silent for years too. That voice is enough to make anyone want to gouge their own ears out!" My desk was kicked over, sending all the books scattering across the floor. Alice yanked my hair hard, then she raised her hand and slapped me across the face. "I'm talking to you, Summer! Your mute act is over, and now you're deaf? Can't hear anyone, right?" I shoved her with all my strength. "Let go of me!"

The echo of the forest’s rage lingered — trees clawing at me, the earth splitting, the wind shrieking. Within the blink of an eye, silence draped itself over everything — A heavy, dead silence. Its wifht pressed down even much more, draining life our of me. But with every passing moment that life slips out of me, it feeds this dead silence like a zombie feeds on brains. And so, this silent wasn't dead anymore. It now had a pulse. I might still be a subject to delusion because it felt like this silence had a voice too. I heard a faint hum rolled through the emptiness until suddenly a flicker of light exploded through the air.

She stayed still, but breathing too slow for real sleep. Far from it, neither one of us turned out to be. Out of the quiet, my voice slipped through the dark, soft as breath. “You make it sound like I’m the enemy. Am I?” A silence settled around it. The air waited. Unanswered. Now the quiet weighed more than before. Charged. Like the air before lightning. Darkness came when I shut my eyelids. Then came the long night, still awake when daylight finally showed.

By the time Benjamin finished giving his statement at the police station and returned home, it was already past midnight. The moment he stepped into the house, he sensed something was wrong. It was too quiet. The massive mansion was shrouded in darkness. Not a single light was on. The occasional chirping of insects and whisper of wind in the courtyard suddenly felt jarring, eerily loud in the stillness. Benjamin frowned instinctively. No matter what time he came home, Nissa always left a light on for him. She once said that was what made it feel like home.

Something that had heard her words. The silence pressed in, heavy, suffocating. And then—nothing. Thorne’s lips parted, and she whispered into the emptiness: “Come then. If you dare.” The night answered only with silence. But something had stirred. Something that would not sleep again. —

"If my mom hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have touched her! "You know why we married so fast? Because she wouldn't even let me touch her! "I was just curious—she gets aphasia when she's emotional, right? So what about in bed? Can she even make a sound? Hahaha." Boom— The thunder hit like it was aimed at me. Like something inside me just ripped apart. I wanted to vanish. To curl up somewhere no one could see me. But where? It was all rain. All thunder. All his voice, laughing.

Darkness- that's all there was. It enveloped everything in sight and nothing was left to the light. It had all been taken by cruel but honest hands. Quiet- not a sound could be heard except the small echoes of a sweet melodic farewell song, although it- in its best- was muffled. The sound continued, putting everything to rest. It was the song of a permanent sleep.

Night settled on us like a bedsheet someone suddenly throws over you—heavy, muffled, smothering every sound. I didn’t know what woke me first. The cold concrete beneath my back, Sadira’s steady breathing against my chest, or that strange, taut silence in which even my own heartbeat felt like an intrusive noise. By reflex, I didn’t move. I only opened my eyes and let my demon-sight adjust to the darkness.