Silent Voice Matching Pfp Novels & Stories

"Philip! You've got the wrong person. Grace is dead! She just looks like her. Pull yourself together!" Philip's eyes turned bloodshot as he roared at her, "Shut up! She's Grace. She's my mate—I know her!" Laila lost it and screamed back, "Both of you are not mates anymore! I'm your mate now! "And can't you see? She already has someone else!" Philip finally saw what I was wearing—a white bridal gown. His whole body stiffened. "No, that's not true," he whispered. "Grace, tell me this isn't real. You're mine. We're meant to be."

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

His lilac irises flared, burning so brightly that they nearly swallowed the whites of his eyes. “A Lunairs heir can’t speak? Unbelievable!” he growled, his voice shaking with disbelief and anger. “A Silver Wolf cannot be mute.” His power slammed into the air like a physical force. He commanded. “Speak! It’s your elder’s order!” A hot surge ignited in my chest, like it was something unlocking, tearing through me with molten force. My throat constricted so hard that I clawed at it instinctively. A faint shiver swept over me as my lips parted, a tiny voice slipping out of them in a shaky whisper.

He dropped his forehead against mine, his eyes closing tight. ​"Not... asset," he rasped. The words sounded like they were tearing his throat apart. ​"Then what am I?" I cried, shoving at his chest with my free hand. "A trophy? A genius you can use to win your wars? Tell me! Because I can't keep living in this silence, wondering if you’re going to kiss me or kill me next!"

The flame held for a long moment, painting his features in orange and shadow, and then it went out, replaced by the soft red glow of the cigarette tip as he inhaled. The silence that followed was the most complete and terrifying silence Tobin had ever experienced. Emeric did not stand. He did not raise his voice. He did not reach for a weapon or call for security. He simply sat in the dark and smoked and looked at Tobin with those pale grey eyes, and the total absence of reaction was far more unsettling than violence would have been. Tobin did not run, because running would confirm that he was afraid, and Tobin Leith did not give that kind of information away for free. He stood perfectly sti

“I am sorry, I was just trying to keep you from murdering someone in public.” His expression shifted - dark, unreadable. His eyes trailed across my face, lingering on my lips. Then his hand reached up, fingertips grazing my cheek. He always wore the same damn expression. Blank, unmoved, like nothing in this world could touch him. But somehow, in the silence and the stillness, he made sure I and everyone else felt it all - the cold, the control, the darkness wrapped beneath his skin.

I looked up to see him still staring then I tried to take my eyes off him but he wouldn't let me, he turned my face to him and slowly put his lips on mine, I wanted to push him, I wanted to yell at him but I couldn't do anything then I finally give in, I relaxed and let him have his way, then the most strange thing happened his thoughts almost explode my brain, I could hear it loud and clear now. 'I love you Natalie right from the first day I met you, every day the feelings grow I just couldn't take my eyes off you, and I want to always be with you' damn, I thought as I heard his silent confession which I wish he had said out loud instead of saying it with his thoughts, the shutter of a phon

"Honestly, I would like it to be Gamma, you are morally opposed to Beta so I wonder if this won't give a neutral result, but I don't feel like dealing with him afterward so..." "Alright, Me and Gamma then. Let's do it." I put my first step into the marvelous building and opened my eyes, offering to the world a new combination glowing in blue and pink "Synergy: Beta-Sigma"

Ten photos in a row came out blurry. I shook my head in mock disapproval. "Tara, you're making me look terrible." Tara sniffled. "Promise me you'll fight to stay alive, or I'll use these ugly photos for real." I laughed. "Fine. Just promise you'll make me look handsome." Just then, a flock of birds flew past the window, chirping noisily. Tara raised the camera toward my face. There was a click, and my smile was frozen forever in the camera.

There were a lot of girls in here but there were still a lot of open seats in the back. "They are from the Solar Eclipse Pack," he stated and then added, "Their Alpha." They all started whispering to each other. I kept hearing them mention the word 'mute'. "He's looking for a specific individual he met during our annual gathering and he thinks she is from this pack. So he's going to be looking at each one of you." He motioned for me to come up next to him. Darian stayed where he was and nudged me forward. When I got on the stage, I could feel all of their eyes on me. I came up to Silas and stood next to him.