Soundless Book Novels & Stories

‘Lunaris. Cassian picked up one ring, sliding it onto my trembling finger, his thumb lingering on my hand. “For every lifetime,” he whispered softly. I took the other ring and slipped it onto his finger, smiling through tears. “And every moon that follows.” Then Grandpa Velen slipped a hand inside his coat and pulled out a mid-sized old leather book. The moment he opened it, the surrounding chatter faded until only the soft crackle of lantern flames remained. Cassian’s hand found mine, warm and steady, grounding me. I curled my fingers around his, feeling his pulse thrum through our joined hands.

It was noisy, chaotic, and full of life—nothing like Sicelia. Sicelia had been beautiful, but its beauty was quiet and carried the salty breath of the sea. Napleton City, by contrast, was been loud, its energy rushing at her, surrounding her, and leaving her no place to hide. She liked it here. That afternoon, she went to the Conti estate to visit Marco. His study was large, with bookshelves lining all four walls, packed with books and documents. Near the window sat an old leather chair, where he rested with a photo album in his hands.

One page at a time. One person at a time. One still, deep, patient day at a time. Until the water found its level. And the room became real. And the invisible all the invisible became seen. THE SILENT LUNA End of Volume One

A photo was displayed on the top of the shelf. Carlene’s expression appeared extremely sorrowful. She stopped midway into the study room and took a deep breath. Then, she stretched out a hand to the bookshelf and a square hole suddenly appeared on the wall as if she had just pulled some sort of mechanism. Inside the hole sat a book. It was a wordless book—not a single word written in it. However, Carlene rifled through it gently as if she could read it. Soon after, she stopped at a page and brought over a glass of water that she splashed onto the page. Two names slowly appeared on the page after it was wet.

Sophia We walk in silence, the sounds of the forest enveloping us. The crunch of leaves beneath our feet, the distant call of an owl, the soft whisper of the wind through the trees—these are the only noises that fill the air between us. Yet, the silence isn’t empty. It’s thick, almost alive, vibrating with all the things left unsaid, all the emotions neither of us is willing to voice.

“Not erased.” The Author of Silence didn’t move, Didn’t threaten. It simply waited. The closed book still extended. Her hands itched. Her chest pulsed. Her daughter still stared, still holding that one page. Mama lives. It was not a prophecy. It was a plea. Liora reached for the sealed book. Kael tensed. Ashen screamed inside her blood, And just as her fingers brushed the leather cover, The book moved. No longer in the Author’s hands, Now held by Liolai. And as she touched it, The book opened itself.

Atleast it granted me some comfort of his body on me. I bit my lower lip trying to suppress the urge that was arising in me. "Adam?" I called, knocking on his door. No response. I pushed the door open and found myself walking inside with the pillow held firm to my bossom. I couldn't see any streak of light. The room was pitch black. But I heard the growls. One, two, three of them surrounded me. In the dark, I was able to catch sight of their teeth being bared at me.

Mirroring just as much thirst as the one persistently drying up his throat. “It feels illegal to do this at your house.” Dylan whispered over his lips. “So we can't be too loud.” He sat up, ^^Want me to put up a soundproof?^^ Dylan raised a brow at his suggestion and he went on to flaunt his powers again, he let a bubble form over his head like a transparent bubble. **Watch this.** He opened his mouth to let out a loud scream and his eyes blanked out as he realized his action. **Oh, wait– I can't speak.**

Only now did it hit me that there was no love between us anymore. I didn't say anything, and he also remained silent. It looked like whatever tacit understanding we had was used to ensure none of us broke the silence. Then, Andrew said hesitantly, "I was…" A phone call interrupted him, cutting through the awkward atmosphere. He was holding up some gauze, but he stopped at the ringing. The relief on his face was apparent as he answered the phone, his tone gentle. "What's wrong, Nina?" "I'm at your company, Andy, but they won't let me in. They even said I'm not worthy of being your assistant," Nina Moore said on the other end of the line.

The unmistakable sounds of lovemaking filled the air. Don froze, his face going pale as he turned toward Fiona in disbelief. The guy clapped his hands. "If you all wanna see the uncensored video, scan the code and join the group chat! It's free!" One of his goons held up a big piece of paper with a giant QR code printed on it. The crowd rushed over immediately. Within minutes, a bunch of young guys were squatting on the ground, grinning as they watched the video on their phones. The moans and gasps echoed through the crowd, making Fiona's face flush a deep red.