Silent Night Book Novels & Stories

The kind of quiet before the storm… or the birth of a nightmare. In the next room, Hussein and Amal lay on the bed, their eyes closed in deep sleep. The villa was enveloped in profound silence, broken only by the slow rhythm of breathing. This silence was disturbed by the faint sound of a door opening and closing—the door to Malik and Dima's room. Hussein's eyelids fluttered, and he opened his eyes slowly, as if some hidden instinct had awakened him despite his exhaustion.

’ Sonya whispered in silence. In a short moment, her eyes felt so heavy that Sonya could not help to close her both eyelids and fall asleep. The time was passing slowly and inaudibly, unwavering moment as the sounds of nocturnal animals were dreadfully voiceless and the animals seemed to hide inside their nests. In the middle of the night, the walking fog stopped to wander and faintly came through the opened window. Within the fog, there was also a bright light that was hiding. The fog faintly covered the room and it slowly moved to spin into a spiral movement, approaching Sonya who was reclining on her bed. It sounded like a mantra whisper as it tried to cover Sonya’s front body as she was

I heard so many to give me headache, many students were passing by, It wasn't something I could control, on moving further, I could hear him, he was guilty and in pain, but I couldn't find him, but I when I get close to the wall I was turning my back to, he's thought get louder, it wasn't surprising if he was in the wall. Stuffs like that didn't surprise me anymore, but How can I get through it, I thought and look at the necklace in my hand, a pendant of a snowflake and a shiny silver ring was on it, it was beautiful and from the texture it looks like pure silver, but the snowflake was white, couldn't guess what it was made off but it was very pretty. I was still staring at the pendant and t

Justin remained staring out at the blackened sky from the window. He hadn't spoken to me for some time seemingly content to stand in silence. Emma left for her shift a while ago to prepare breakfast for the morning meal. She wouldn't be back for some time. The stars flickered through the curtains dotting the ceiling in starlight. The snow capped mountains beyond stood proud and ominously against the star flecked sky. “Goodnight Val.” Justin eventually murmured heading for the door.

He immediately approached to help and asked in a whisper, "How are you? Did you learn anything new about it?" Raia looked around first before slowly arranging the books on the shelves. "For now, there's not much. But last night, I heard loud noises near the women's bathroom. I don't know who or what caused that sound, but when I went to the bathroom at night, I saw a human figure on the wall. I'm sure all the women were already asleep at that time, and I can't be wrong; that person was huge, no doubt. It could be a ghoul," he said flatly, without hesitation.

He tasted like coffee and safety. They broke apart, breathless, foreheads pressed together. The room stilled. Neither spoke. Not yet. Curled against Evan, Aanya slipped into sleep, lulled by the quiet rhythm of Evan's heartbeat - her own private lullaby.

" 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. Then William called. "Joelle?" His voice was so calm, it cut through everything—the thunder, the rain, even the echo of Nathan's voice. "Are you crying?" I wanted to say no. Really tried. But nothing came out. And like my silence gave him the answer, the tears just broke loose. "Stay where you are," he said, steady as ever. "I'm coming to get you." *** Nathan was single again. A bunch of spoiled rich kids threw a "singles party" at the club, drowning in shots and laughs.

CHAPTER 38: The silence was the first thing Keira noticed. A deep, heavy quiet that seemed to swallow all the familiar night sounds, the distant hiss of a late-night bus on the wet street, the hum of the refrigerator, the soft rhythm of Marcus's breathing beside her. She lay perfectly still in the dark, eyes wide open, listening to the absence. It was the silence of a world holding its breath.

The same mark of the ancient Guild of Authors. But beneath it... another symbol had been added. A black circle. The First Reader's face turned completely pale. "No..." "An Author has joined the Silence." The lighthouse door slowly opened on its own. Darkness poured out like smoke. Then... a calm voice drifted across the empty shore. "I've been waiting for the next chapter..." "...Adrian." The White Book closed by itself. Its cover changed once more. Only four words remained, glowing in silver. THE SILENCE REMEMBERS EVERYTHING.

he weakly uttered as he sniffled softly. Kelvin pulled the birthday boy into a hug. "You're welcome. You're happy, right?" Kinsley nodded vigorously in response. "Good." The older boy chuckled. From a distance, by one of the windows of the school building, someone is gritting his teeth. "Tsk. He's too happy and crying over an effing phone,” he muttered. * * * "The great deaf is here!" One young werewolf announced as Kinsley entered a large room for the monthly meeting of the aspiring hunters, trackers, and warriors, even healers of the pack. The pack members in this group are ages twelve to seventeen, who will soon be given their rank.