Novel & Cerita Silent Wars Manhwa

He was her connection to the unseen, her window into the hidden realms. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, broken only by the faint static of the phone line. Riana held her breath, her senses on high alert, waiting for Kai's response. The air around her seemed to crackle with unseen energy, a palpable tension that prickled her skin. She felt a cold shiver run down her spine, a premonition of the darkness that lay ahead.

Too many for even Morgana's magic to handle. The first wave hit like a wall of darkness. Claws raked across my shoulder. Teeth found the gap in my fire-shield. Pain shot through my arm as something bit deep. I fought back. Fire. Earth. Water turning to ice spears. But for every shadow creature I killed, three more took its place. Behind them, Silas walked forward. Calm as death. Like he had all the time in the world. In his hand was a sword that made my skin crawl. Black metal that seemed to eat light. Runes along the blade glowing with hungry fire.

Harlan shouts, reaching for a weapon he isn't allowed to carry in the UN. "I am the Silence," the entity says. "I am the one who watched you from the dark." The black spot on the map. The predator Aria saw. "Your network is loud," the Silence says. "It is chaotic. It is... inefficient." The screens flash red. "I have come to bring order." BOOM. The windows of the Grand Hall blow inward. Not from a bomb. From a sonic pulse. Screams erupt. The crowd stampedes. "Get the kids!" I scream, shoving Alex toward Aria.

Another triumphant Silent, whose name I believe is Zara stands there, wiping blood off her fists. I’m almost sure she is one of the Silent’s who was tripping me up the entire walk here. And naturally, her gaze finds me, and a sinister smile spreads across her face. “Well well, the newbie,” she says tauntingly, retying her dark hair behind her head. “Tell me you all don’t want to see how she does in a fight?”

My fingers twitch slightly at my side. The guard is still on the ground. Still frozen. Still trapped in whatever I just did to him. I don’t look away from Silas. And this time when the silence stretches It doesn’t feel like tension. It feels like a line. One I just crossed. And I’m not stepping back.

"It feels too quiet. I keep waiting for another message, another alarm or another problem to happen." "Quiet is something we worked hard for, " Silas said softly, kissing her neck gently, his breath warm on her skin. "Quiet means there are no people controlling us from behind." He walked over to the black desk, picked up a thick book that came earlier that day and started flipping through the pages. The cover was blank. The first page had a special name on it. "Speaking of our accomplishments " Silas said, smiling slowly as he looked at the pages. "The numbers are in your book.

He wasn’t fighting for me. He was fighting because of me. Because whatever this was between us — love, curse, obsession — it didn’t save people. It burned them. And maybe I was next. ⸻ -MALRIK KAINE- There’s a kind of silence that only comes after too much noise. Gunfire, metal, bones — they all blend into one sound after a while. And after that, there’s only breathing. Theirs. Then mine. I don’t remember who fired first. It didn’t matter.

Sierra whispered, “Already know it.” The blonde’s smile faltered. Before she could speak again, a soft hum vibrated through the hallway. The air shifted. Something invisible trembled. The shadows stirred. Sierra squeezed her hands into fists. Not now. Not yet. Be still. She swallowed down the venom in her chest, biting her tongue until she tasted blood. The trembling stopped. The blonde stood, sneering. “Tch. Boring…” The wolf-eyed girl spat next to her. They walked off, laughing. Sierra waited until their footsteps vanished.

The water was clear enough for me to see every rock that covered the bottom of it, every color could be seen. "Subhanallah" I whispered as I heard birds chirping around me. The first time I talked my throat felt like sandpaper no one said a word when it came to my past, they knew it all from going through the journal that had been my only companion in the darkness I came from, I didn't say anything when Myra returned the journal to me with tears in her eyes and I looked away from the sympathetic gazes of my family.

Bleeding. SILENCE