Silent Voice X Face Novels & Stories

Chapter 74: Echoes of a Name Xander’s POV I used to think silence was a kind of peace. But in the past twenty-four hours, I’d learned otherwise. Silence could be rage. Silence could be grief. Silence could be the scream of a soul unraveling. Emma hadn't spoken since the photo. She hadn’t cried, either. She just folded into herself, like something small and soft curling away from a storm it couldn’t outrun. Even in sleep—if you could call that rest—she shivered beneath the covers, her fingers twitching like they remembered pain even if her mouth refused to speak it.

His usually calm face was tense, and his usually distant eyes now stared at me with alarming intensity. “What are you doing here? This area is off-limits!” He scolded me, his voice barely a hiss. My mind, fueled by adrenaline and pent-up rage, fired into action. “What are you doing here?” I snapped, my voice trembling but firm. “Are you helping Aldric and Lauren? Or are you going through the Silenced's files?” His grip loosened, his expression transforming from anger to utter shock. “The... the Silenced? What are you talking about, girl?” He asked in denial, but his denial didn't sound convincing; it sounded terrified.

Lydia's voice trembled with anger and fear as she confronted the intimidating Silas. "Then, who do you think you are to strike her?" Silas met Lydia's reddened face with a cold gaze and remarked, "Do you believe your facelift and Botox will absolve you of your actions?"

The First Silence freezes. The Hollow’s darkness trembles violently. Even the Unmade looks confused. Because none of them caused this Then A single human voice echoes across all existence Weak. Terrified. Crying “Can anyone hear me?” My blood turns cold instantly. Because that voice Wasn’t cosmic It was human And somehow It came from beyond reality itself

I raise my head to look him straight in the eyes through the mirror right in front of us and I grin wickedly. His eyes widens and my grin widen even more before turning into a sinister laughter, he shivers. “Who the hell do are you? Do you know who I am? I will have you killed” he rushes to say clearly frightened by my muscular and tattooed body but trying to act tough and less intimidated by me but I could perceive the fear coming from him and I close my eyes briefly breathing it in, “Fanculo” Fuck. I mouthed in delight. Normally I go straight into killing my victim but I felt like playing around with this one “ Ever heard of the name Silenzio?” I say with the same wicked grin. His knees bu

Everything stops! Silence.

…Selena's pov… As I arrived at the designated meeting point, Silence's words struck me with a sense of unease. He instructed me to turn off my phone—a demand that challenged my instinctual need for control and communication. Despite the urge to protest, I understood the gravity of the situation. With a reluctant nod, I powered off my phone, severing the last thread connecting me to the outside world. Led by Silence, I ventured deeper into the enigmatic building. The air held a subtle mix of secrecy and anticipation, tangible enough to make my skin prickle with anticipation. The corridors were dimly lit, casting long shadows that seemed to whisper secrets to those who listened.