Silo Audiobook Novels & Stories

Silas, feeling the weight of the moment, whispered, "Today, you'll see a part of me that few ever do, a chapter of my life that’s as raw and unfiltered as the wilderness we're about to venture into." The drive was shrouded in a comfortable silence, punctuated only by the soft hum of the car's engine and the occasional sigh of the wind. As the looming mountains drew nearer, and the gradient of the road shifted, Silas began sharing fragments of his past. "When I was younger, not yet aware of the full weight of my heritage, these mountains were my playground, my classroom. The wilderness taught me resilience, respect, and the humbling realization of being just a small part of something vast and

She was my mother in every sense of the word, and I loved her deeply. But now Monica was gone, and the farm, once a place of love and laughter, had become a prison of grief. I couldn't escape the memories of her that were at every corner of the house. To make matters worse, I had started hearing strange whispers, voices that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. They were faint, but persistent. Sometimes they sounded like my mother, sometimes like strangers. It was enough to make me question my sanity.

It is our first real argument and the passages grow silent as Silas and I end it all in a screaming row over what humans believe. “I lived most of my life in the human world! A fact you seem to have forgotten. I believe that makes me an expert on humans and what they believe. Now, if you aren’t going to kill Eli. I WILL!” I growl, and before I can help myself, I turn and shift all in one move.

"Kneel." For a brief moment, ELi thought he meant on the spikes, but the monk clarified and ELi sucked in a breath of relief. His knee hits the cold stone and he let out another breath until Silas walked forward, towering in front of him. Silence stretched between them for a long time before fingers curled into his scalp. Eli gasped as Silas dragged his head up by the crown of his skull. “Does it excite you,” he murmured, voice like rough silk, “the same way it does when you’re committing sodomy in filthy corners of your school?”

The deeper he went, the more frantic he became. He called my name over and over again, but no one answered. Laila had followed him outside, and finally, she snapped. "Philip, stop. Grace's a grown woman. She's not lost—she's just being dramatic again. Why are you making this such a big deal—" "Shut up!" Philip snapped, turning on her with fire in his eyes. "Keep your mouth shut, or get the hell out of my sight!" He kept moving, heart thudding with every step.

The deck fell silent except for the sound of the sea accompanying the sound of Jason's rapid breathing as he tried to process the absolute fiction standing before him. "Dad?" Jason whispered, his voice barely audible.

My blood runs cold and the room turns dead silent for a moment before all hell runs loose. ***********************************************************************************************

“You don’t know how difficult it must be for me right now, but I appreciate the sentiment.” Yikes! Even to my own ears that had sounded so cold. The silence that I had been intending to break stretched itself into an even deeper chasm of awkwardness. I sighed. Sandra’s voice was very soft when she finally spoke. “I’m sorry if I sounded presumptuous. Of course I have no idea what it feels like to be in your shoes… I was just trying to empathize with you because you’re my best friend. I am sorry if I offended you though babe. It wasn’t my intention in any way.”

The Guards were in good hands, the kingdom had two new powerful and dutiful rulers, and the last person responsible for Athena's death was dead. "Still mulling over whether you made the right decision or not?" Silas's deep voice sounded from behind me as he approached. His boots squeaked against the grass, giving away his position for a male who was as powerful and supposedly deadly as Silas. He carried himself like a barbarian, constantly clunking his feet where ever he walked and always making so much nose. I guess he didn't need to worry about being seen or heard he was a deadly force; it was just comical to think about.

He immediately approached to help and asked in a whisper, "How are you? Did you learn anything new about it?" Raia looked around first before slowly arranging the books on the shelves. "For now, there's not much. But last night, I heard loud noises near the women's bathroom. I don't know who or what caused that sound, but when I went to the bathroom at night, I saw a human figure on the wall. I'm sure all the women were already asleep at that time, and I can't be wrong; that person was huge, no doubt. It could be a ghoul," he said flatly, without hesitation.