Novel & Cerita Silent River Series

When she was here trying to get close to him and get his trust. The man sat in silence, his eyes downcast and his mind lost in a labyrinth of thoughts. The air around him was heavy with unspoken words, suffocating in their weight. He had come to this prison seeking silence, not to be bothered by a stupid genius therapist. The silence caressed their skins like a cool summer breeze, smoothing their souls, and taking away her jagged edges. It had been one hell of a rough day. He was still looking at the white ceiling ignoring all her tries. "Aah," she sighed and began walking towards him until she found herself stopped in front of him.

"Let the sunshine find us" Silence envelopes the whole room, suffocating silence. I could feel waves of anger, radiating from Ophelia, it was too much to bear. The intensity was beyond a regular person's reaction. I peer at her, through my tear-soaked eyelashes. She wasn't moving from her seat, staring blankly into space. I could feel the wheels in her head rotating, the reality sinking in, the pain unfolding. "Tell me your lying." She finally whispered. I stay silent, scared of her outburst.

SIERRA The silence in the cave was suffocating, wrapping around me like an iron chain. I slumped against the cold, jagged wall, tears streaking down my face. For days—or had it been weeks?—I had been hearing their voices. Soft, familiar whispers that called out to me, a lifeline in this dark abyss. But now, even they were gone. I was utterly alone. I pressed my hands to my ears, trying to drown out the oppressive silence. “Why?” I whispered to the emptiness, my voice breaking. “Why is this happening to me?”

The silence in the apartment was absolute. It was the kind of silence that comes after an explosion, when the ringing in your ears is the only sound left. Lorenzo stood at the window, a stark silhouette against the city lights, his shoulders rigid. The bond between us felt like a frayed wire, sputtering with the raw, jagged energy of his rage and betrayal.

The world did not end with a bang or a whimper; it ended with the most beautiful silence I have ever known. In the old world—the world of the Firm, the Grid, and the endless ticking of Jinyan’s clockwork heart—silence was a predatory thing. It was the space between heartbeats where a sniper took aim; it was the dead air on a comms-line that meant your partner was gone. But here, in our villa perched on the jagged cliffs of the Adriatic, silence is a living, breathing tapestry. It is the sound of the tide pulling at the white pebbles below, the rustle of lemon leaves in the salt-heavy breeze, and, most importantly, the steady, rhythmic breathing of the man who chose to become mortal just to h

Their mom cried out as she grabbed the collar of one of the medics, but Doris stopped her before she did something worse to the medic. “Ryker, mom, Doris… I’m sorry.” Sophia whispered weakly. The pain became even more unbearable as she spoke. Tears streamed down her eyes as she shut them and cried out, “I can’t take it anymore. Please, please, help me. I don’t want to die.” She pleaded. “She’s awake now, get the sedative.” The only woman who was part of the medics injected something into Sophia's hand then covered her nose with an oxygen mask.

I sighed in relief as the silence began to take hold. Humans wouldn't understand what silence truly was to a telepath or empath. It was agreed that silence was harder to achieve with an empath and furthermore when they found there someone quiet, they held on for dear life. They could sometimes get obsessive or even violent. I clicked play, not minding the sound of Kendrick Lamar's voice filling the void and blocking out my thoughts. I knew that Silas wouldn't hurt me but I wasn't sure that I wouldn't hurt him. Gosh, look what I did to Rachel.

Cause we even sleep in one small bed back in the village with his shirtless all around but I found no sparks, maybe because I’m just trying to ignore him and convinced myself that It was just a part of me idolizing him as my best friend but the more it gets longer the heavier it gets for me to hold this feelings of mine towards this guy with the same name as mine. He ordered foods then we ate like a freaking mute for not uttering even a single word until we finished. And I tell you, it wasn’t that painful to hold yourself to not speak especially when you’re facing the man that you secretly like cause you tried to watch every words that comes out of your mouth and making sure that it is all g

He's building a server. Silas threw an image onto the main screen. It was a frequency analysis of the Gray Zone. Usually, static looks like random noise a messy scribble of lines. This static was patterned. It looked like a barcode. Repeating. Infinite. "The Silence isn't empty," Silas whispered. "It's full of data. Petabytes of it. Streaming directly into the minds of the people trapped in the Dead Zone." "What kind of data?" I asked. "Noise," Silas said. "Short, looping bursts of sensory input. Colors. Sounds. Dopamine

“Haaa, I thought I was going to die from being so nervous.” “Keep talking and you might actually.” Terry pointed and they all saw Dylan's brow squeeze up in displease. Their lips all fell shut at once and like they all knew what to do, the car fell in absolute silence. He faced the road once again but then Lucas threw a glance his way. “What?” He mouthed. Lucas turned his eyes back on the road and went silent. “It's nothing.” He finally replied. Without questioning him further, he turned his gaze away, taking Lucas's answer for what it was.