Silent Wars Manhwa Novels & Stories

Lauren swallowed a lump of saliva to keep her dry throat wet. Why the hell did Malcolm not warn her about this? She hated trouble and these women definitely smelt like trouble. Grabbing a drink from a passing waitress, she whispered a thank-you with a smile. Taking a sip of the red liquid, she closed her eyes as she savoured its sweet taste followed by a burning sensation, ignoring the looks she got from the half dozen women in the room. “it looks like Malcolm got himself a new whore.” One spoke up.

He was right, he never said he loved her books. We fell into a comfortable silence as we both got roped into the magical world of reading. I was deeply drawn to the world of fallen angels, love, betrayal and so much heartache that by the time I was halfway through the second book, tears were rolling down my face and I couldn't stop them. "What's wrong?" Nick asked as I sniffed. "This book, I can't believe that Luce and Daniel went through so much just so they could be together," I replied as I wiped my tears.

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 186: The Shape of a Wound “…then no story deserved to belong at all.” The words lingered over the Sea. Heavy. Painful. True. No one spoke. Not Ama. Not Naomi. Not the Keeper. Even the forgotten lives beyond the ancient door had fallen silent. Because suddenly the Silence was no longer a mystery. It was a wound. A wound so old that it had forgotten it was a wound.

Then silence, but not the empty kind. Someone was awake over there. Alert. Listening. Sierra settled her back against the wall, pulled her knees to her chest, and stared at the reinforced concrete separating her from whatever waited on the other side. Her wolf pushed against her ribs, desperate to reach it. "I can hear you breathing," Sierra said, because silence had never helped her and waiting for the worst to happen was somehow more exhausting than the worst itself. "Are you going to say something, or are we doing the silent treatment?"

Shiloh had already been lying in bed when she took the call. She immediately hung up, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep. Manuel stormed in, anger rolling off him. Then he saw her closed eyes. 'So she's been talking in her sleep.' Relief hit him, followed by irritation. Even in her dreams, he wouldn't let Shiloh stop loving him. He shook her awake. "Shiloh, did you have a nightmare? I heard you crying about not loving me anymore. What were you dreaming about? Why were you crying like that?"

I stood on four paws, a massive beast of moonlight and shadow, with a violet rune pulsing on my forehead. ​“We are whole,” Sasha purred, her consciousness and mine merging into a single, predatory force. ​I threw my head back and let out a howl that wasn't a cry for help. It was a declaration of war. The Dead Boundary responded, the violet moss flaring bright as a sun beneath my paws. ​I wasn't an Omega anymore. I was the Silence. And I was finally ready to meet my fate. The air in the forest changed before I even saw him.

Tomorrow night, I would leave Sicelia. After finishing my last shift and collecting my pay, I walked out of the restaurant. A familiar black Lamborghini was parked at the entrance to the plaza. Before I could step closer, fireworks suddenly lit up the sky over downtown Palemore. Then, countless drones formed words in the night sky. [SALVATORE LOVES IRENE FOREVER!]

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

--- Maya lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. No anxiety. No waiting. Just quiet. Just her. Just enough.

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.