Novel & Cerita Silent Theory Fragile Minds

The entire pack hall fell instantly silent. The doors burst open with a bang, and Nolan stormed in, the full weight of the Silverglade Pack’s leadership trailing nervously behind him. The moment he threw me a heartbeat's glance, Janine, who was still holding the knife aloft, was flung violently across the hall by an invisible force. She smashed through three support pillars and landed embedded deep in the far wall. Despite being Silverglade’s top warrior, Aiden had already collapsed into a trembling heap on the floor. Faelan, who was finally free, leapt up and ran to Nolan, sobbing as he threw himself into his father’s arms.

"I don't want to get violent on you so if you wouldn't budge, I might as well do it." But I didn't get a response from her. She was just glaring at me as if I was a psychopath. She wasn't moving, and she was just sitting there, completely mute. As silence consumed us, we realized that the sun was almost setting down, and the place would be filled with darkness soon enough. The ghost-silence made the atmosphere eerie, and the sound of breaking twigs resounded the area. No one spoke, as we waited for her response. Daniel didn't say a word for he knew that if he'd disagree, I wouldn't listen.

It is like Nature wanted to pull us closer to our graves by luring us in with what we see as luxuries. I flicked through the television, trying to find something to watch, but gave up after a while. The television was too slow to keep my mind occupied. I could at least do 10 things before the next dialogue could be said. -------- I tossed around in my bed with my eyes still closed. I heard whispers and conversations all around me in my head. I wanted to open my eyes, but I didn't want to see the blinding lights directed at me. I tried to ignore it all, but the conversations just got louder and louder. I could feel their eyes boring into my back. Their keen and observant eyes noting my every

Silent. Burning.

I suddenly remembered a song, so I held the soap in my hand, pretending that the soap was my microphone. "Side bitch in Frisco, I call her my bae bae. I got a girl but I still feel alone, if you playing me that mean my home ain't home. Having nightmares of going through your phone." I was going all out, high pitched, off beat, mixed with my terrible voice. "What the hell is going on in there? Grumps, that you?" I heard Ryker say. I screamed and dropped the soap on the floor. How the fuck did I not hear him enter?

She said waving it off. I filled my plate with some eggs, bacon, and a biscuit. I spread some butter and jam on the biscuit as someone came up and filled up a glass with orange juice. "Oh thank you" I mumbled out with a mouth full of food. They just smiled and walked back into the kitchen. "So I have something to share" Lorenzo said breaking the comfortable silence. "Our mind link earlier Tony, she can hear it" He said pushing a thumb in my direction. Tony looked at me with a blank stare. "Is this true?" He asked. "Yeah" I said. His eyes glazed over and so did Mateo's. Purple chicken I heard Tony's voice say.

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

I saw two silhouettes moving towards us before everything went black. -----☆----- I could hear voices speaking but didn't know who they belonged too or what they were saying. I slowly stirred from my sleep and buried my face into the pillow. Wait, a pillow? My eyes immediately flew open and I was surrounded by white walls with pastel flowers painted on them. My hand was connected to an IV tube and the heart monitor was slowly beeping. I immediately knew I was in hospital but how I got there I did not quite know. The voices speaking were coming from outside the door and soon enough the door opened to review Dr. Dave with a clipboard in hand and mum closely behind him.

The drive over to the apartment was filled with an uncomfortable silence. Unasked questions hung in the air like a thick fog. Beads of sweat prickled on the back of the drivers neck as he too was smothered by the tension in the car. The seconds felt like minutes as the road seemed to stretch longer and longer before her eyes. Letting her eyes close, Thea suppressed a sigh as she leant her head against the window, she ignored the drumming of her head against the window as they drove over the bumpy terrain. Bellamy’s words playing on repeat in her head, ‘like our souls recognise each other’.

Only the calm of a storm that knows its strength. Then, softer, but no less deadly: “Whisper again, and I’ll turn your murmurs into your graves.” The silence that followed wasn’t brittle anymore. It was bent, forced under her weight. Even Silas didn’t speak. The chamber did not snap back to quiet so much as it folded — like a giant leaf closing on itself, the sound of wings and breath muted under the weight of something enormous and final. At first came the smallest noises: a throat cleared, a chair scraping as someone adjusted position to listen harder. Then, like a tide catching on a cliff, reactions spilled out.